Reborn In Another World As A Spirit Familiar-Chapter 212: Guess Who~

I was lowkey shitting my britches thinking that my cover was going to get blown. Just until there was a knock on the door.

"I'm busy." [Guildmaster]

There was a knock again.

"I said, I'm busy." [Guildmaster]

Another knock.

"Guess who~?" [???]

A very recognizable voice came from the other side.

("Is that who I think it is?") [Solace]

The door swung open to reveal Nakros. Just like Jukhan, his shackles were nowhere to be seen.

"...Nakros. What are you doing here?" [Guildmaster]

"I heard a friend of mine came by." [Nakros]

"A friend?" [Guildmaster]

Nakros walked over to my side and placed his hands on my shoulders.

"This guy." [Nakros]

He shook me with a smile on his face.

"...Hm. Did you know your friend may be charged with a few crimes in the near future?" [Guildmaster]

"That's why I'm here. Can you just wrap this up and let him go on his way?" [Nakros]

The Guildmaster gave Nakros a threatening look.

"You know I can't disregard the law." [Guildmaster]

"What are you talking about? Other members do it all the time." [Nakros]

"Oh, really? Can I get their names?" [Guildmaster]

"Tsk tsk tsk. You can't get me to snitch that easily." [Nakros]

The Guildmaster sighed and reached into his personal desk. I thought he'd be doing something important, but it was just him fixing himself a drink. I watched him put some sort of black powder into a white mug and stirred it with... alcohol?

"Is this friend of yours so important that you had to personally come over here?" [Guildmaster]

The Guildmaster took a sip from what smelled like an alcoholic coffee.

"He's my fellow disciple. The youngest among us." [Nakros]

The Guildmaster practically spat out his drink. Matter of fact, it almost hit me. I was very happy that Nakros pulled me aside to avoid it.

"He's your fellow disciple?!" [Guildmaster]

"Yeppers." [Nakros]

The Guildmaster leaned back in his seat and let out a long exhausted sigh.

"Fine." [Guildmaster]

He waved us away.

"Go. I don't want to see your mugs." [Guildmaster]

"Huh?! But Guildmaster-!" [Drunkard]

"Shut up!" [Guildmaster]

The drunkard flinched.

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"From now on, this matter is settled. No more fighting. I better not hear anything about this again." [Guildmaster]

Like that, we were all kicked out. Yes, including the drunkard.

"Huh, well ain't that something." [Nakros]

We stared at the drunkard.

"I-I'll see myself out..." [Drunkard]

He looked like a dog walking away with its tail tucked between its legs.

"...So, what're you doing here?" [Solace]

"I was around the area." [Nakros]

"Uh-huh..." [Solace]

Something felt off. Everytime I meet him, something bad happens.

"Come with me. Let's have a chat." [Nakros]

I followed him back down to the first floor, where my friends were waiting at one of the tables. They looked pretty worried until they saw me come downstairs.

"Alt!" [Fina]

"Wait, who's that?" [Raon]

"Someone I know." [Solace]

They all had worried looks.

"People you know usually bring trouble." [Wilharrow]

See? Even my friends think that.

"Aw, are these your friends?" [Nakros]

He waved at them.

"Hi, I'm Nakros. I'm his fellow disciple. We're practically brothers." [Nakros]

After hearing that, Leon immediately leapt across the table wielding a hidden blade.

"Woah!" [Nakros]

He grabbed Leon's wrist and disarmed her within a split second. The knife dropped, allowing Nakros to swipe it.

"Feisty. Anyways, what's her problem?" [Nakros]

"Jukhan's disciple." [Solace]

"Ah..." [Nakros]

With just a name, it was easy to understand. He gently pushed Leon away and placed the knife on the table.

"Can I have a seat?" [Nakros]

My allies seemed impressed.

"Grab one. You're welcome to our table." [Wilharrow]