Unlike what she thought, Chelsea’s outer appearance looked like the epitome of a perfect priest. It seemed impossible to see through her. However, Glen knew Chelsea’s heart since he knew her personality through countless regressions.

‘Low-class wench.’

Who cared if her skills were outstanding, or if her appearance was good? Chelsea wasn’t worthy to be a member of his ‘just hero party’. Yet, it couldn’t be helped. Among the ‘spares’ he had, she was the only priest who had both good skills and appearance. Of course, he didn’t plan on keeping her on his team for long.

‘I should quickly increase my fame and swap her with a better one.’ As Glen thought about this, his heart lamented that he couldn’t get Lubella again. She was a priest, whose skills, appearance, and character fit him the most. Again, it couldn’t be helped though. While waiting for her, he might lose opportunities to spread his name. Moreover, bothersome guys like Zich Moore wandered around the world doing kind acts. Even if this was a dream that no one remembered, he had to be the hero praised and admired by all, especially if his competitor was Zich like now. 

‘It’s actually good this way. If I solve this case, I will prove that I am much more fitting...