"Why do you want to go alone?" Pelmon grunted. "That'll be suicide, Yael! Even though you're an S-rank adventurer, I won't just stand still and let my friend embark on such a dangerous quest!"
Yael couldn't remember exactly how he got into Alaris, but he knew it was because of the guild master.
At a stormy night at sea, where children are caged into metal bars on the lower deck of the ship, sat Yael in the corner most part of the rails. They were in a small compartment that did not accommodate to Yael's height, which had forced him to bend his head down.
Yael was entirely different from other children. He was still a teen, but his physique was like that of an adult. Beside him were also those around his age but one could mistake them to be younger due to their malnourished upbringing, resulting into thinner and shorter statures in their appearances.
