Seeing his blank expression, which seemed like he hadn't heard him, the man frowned in dissatisfaction.
"Young man, did you not hear what I said?" he spoke again in a cold voice.
Alexander, who was back in his thoughts, glanced at the middle-aged man's face, who seemed to be the village chief of this place.
"Well, for my objective I'm actually a mercenary, you can say. I accepted a mission about some strange happenings in this village," Alexander replied, looking at the village chief's face.
Hearing his statement, the village chief just stared at him intently he then looked back.
"We have no more homes for you to sleep in, also we have no more food and clothing to offer for you. So, it's up to you if you still want to do the mission," he said as he walked away, leaving the three of them.
