"Wait! If you're a C-rank, does that mean we can take on a C-rank quest with you? Right, Miss Celine?!" Reynold asked excited.
"Well, yes, it's possible—if Mr. King agrees," Celine replied, casting a subtle glance at King.
"Oh, Celine," King sighed, shaking his head as he approached her. "How many times have I told you? Just call me King. No need for formalities between us at this point."
"'At this point'?" Mona's eyes narrowed suspiciously. "Don't tell me you two…"
Everyone else stared at Celine in stunned silence, their disbelief obvious.
There was no way someone as pure as Celine could have already lost her virtue.
"N–No, we haven't!" Celine's face turned a deep shade of red as she shook her head furiously.
"Well… not yet," King added with a sly smile before plucking a letter of recommendation out of nowhere. It bore the signature of Ferdinand himself, approving a specific quest.
