“I refuse.”

[You have rejected Windia’s appointment as village chief.]

[Goodwill with Windia’s lord, Edward, is falling.]

[Edward will be more obsessed with you.]

What village chief? I had to refuse such a troublesome thing. Thus, I refused.

“Ah, why? Why did you refuse me again?!”

“It’s annoying.”

Edward looked dumbfounded as he was blocked by my determination.

[The first apostle, ‘Prometheus,’ is laughing at your firmness.]

Was I too resolute? Edward was a young child so I was worried he would be hurt. Thus, I made another offer. “Instead, I’ll stop by often.”

“Really...?”

“There is the return stone so I’ll be able to come back frequently.”

“Then please do so. I understand. I’ll use my wide generosity to understand.” Edward’s expression suddenly changed into one full of liveliness.

I was glad that the atmosphere was a bit more relaxed but I had one question: Why did this guy like me so much...? I didn’t know why but I felt like I was carrying a troublesome baggage. It was awkward to carry but a shame to throw away. I...