Adventurers Aira and Alnom had departed to the knight's HQ. With their leave, I laid my ass down on the wooden chair, breathing a bit sense of relief. Mrs. Moro rushed to me with a doe-eyed expression on her face.
"Thank you, Sir Zal! Thank you! How can I… How can I ever repay you?"
The woman shed a tear. I stood up and offered a handshake. Instead, the middle-aged woman hugged me tightly, sobbing on my clothes.
"Thank you… thank you…"
I was deeply concerned that my hard body would bring harm to her, but I remembered my torso still had the synthetic skin, so, it should be enough cushion for her body. Realizing this, I carefully hugged her back, making sure I didn't hurt her with my metallic arms.
"There, there. It's all okay, now."
Eventually, the woman let go of herself.
"Thanks, again. I'm sorry for crying over your clothes. It's all wet now…"
"Aww, don't mind it. To know that you are not harmed is already a blessing."
