"You're the manager?"
Lawrend asked him with a frown.
"No! The manager ordered me to kick you out."
The man with bulging arms replied and crossed his arms together.
"Let's go, Lawrend."
Olgar urged him.
"... Fine."
Lawrend was reluctant to go. Seeing that there was already a Hill Sword here, then they have no choice but to comply.
…
Lawrend walked with Olgar on the lit streets while Aezel followed behind them.
"Mr. Olgar, thank you for your help today. Even though it didn't work out."
Lawrend thanked Olgar with gratitude.
"Hahh… How many times do I have to repeat it to you? You don't have to thank me."
Olgar sighed, hearing Lawrend thank him for the third time.
"Alright, since you say so."
Lawrend nodded his head. It doesn't matter to him if Olgar wants to or not.
"That's more like it."
Olgar smiled widely hearing Lawrend's words.
