Fike quickly dismissed the girl's words, waving his hand.
"I'm not an accomplice of these thugs."
The girl sized him up as she put away the blood-stained blade in her hands before turning to leave the city.
Seeing as the girl was not making things difficult for him, Fike did not say a word as he followed her, walking straight toward the city gates.
Suddenly, the girl turned around and looked at him.
"I sense that you seem to be much stronger than these local hooligans. Who exactly are you?"
Hearing the girl's words, Fike quickly restrained his aura.
"I'm just an insignificant priest, there's no need to pay me any mind. But you... Judging by your strength, you should at least be a silver-rank Assassin."
Noticing that Fike spoke in such a calm manner, the girl withdrew the sharpness in her words.
