Plus one
“Mr. Bronze!” a particular boy at the guild shouted, really excited.
Some suppressed chuckles.
“Let’s not get carried away. I told you not to call me that…” the man mumbled.
Brilliant blonde hair, perfect body size to be called a knight yet for some reason he never wore anything tougher than a brown leather armor.
His official name was Mr. Bronze and that’s how people knew him.
“So, how fares the little rascal? Any progress?” He asked the boy.
The boy worked at the guild.
“Yeah, I can do up to three combos now!”
“Good. I’d like to turn in this quest-” Mr. Bronze’s words aligned with one particular man-
Aisaac.
“OH, you’re back,” Mr. Bronze said.
“I am… Mr. Bronze.”
“Stop calling that!” He spoke too fast and almost bit his tongue.
Which only made Aisaac chuckle. “Sure, sure. I see you now have more girls in your party,” He mentioned, staring at the three girls behind Mr. Bronze, aka, Duran.
Beautiful girls; one elf, one human, one fox woman.