"Lyle."

After leaving the Oak Tavern, Amelia was bitterly holding Lyle's sleeve tightly.

At first, Lilith thought he had been kicked out.

It seemed... something was not quite right?

With some bitterness, Amelia said, "Lyle, are you really not coming back? Even if you don't get along well with Sia, you still have us, right?"

Lyle shook his head.

"I'm really scared... I'm afraid that Moon Bloom will just break up like this... We used to be so close..."

Miss Priest cried, wiping her tears.

Lyle looked down at her pitiful appearance.

It was also a kind of mutual bondage.

After his departure,

Would they even know how to live?

Would anyone be able to endure these three young ladies with almost no self-care abilities?

To be honest, seeing her like this, Lyle was actually a bit pleased.

"Lyle, let's go home, please come back with me..."

Amelia's emotions fluctuated greatly.

She clung to Lyle's chest tightly, looking like she was on the verge of tears.

She could barely stand.

Indeed, like a lost cat.

Pretending.

Actually, Amelia was almost mad inside.

She knew how good her figure was, like the heavy fruit in midsummer.

In the past, Lyle would often glance at her with admiration.

But what was he doing now?!

Why was he so absent-minded!

She tried various angles to gain the initiative.

But the hand on her soft waist had no further movement, only a faintly burning sensation.

Lyle sighed softly, "Amelia, don't be like this. I think I've done everything I could in these two years."

Effort, emotion, and travel; he had given all his tenderness to these three young ladies in these two years.

They felt justified in enjoying everything, taking it for granted.

What he got in return was even lighter than a sigh.

It was only now that he had left that they came after him, promising change and wanting him to come back.

It seemed... they were giving him the choice, but still stripping his freedom away.

Was Amelia pure and clear-minded?

Or did she just want him to devote his whole life to Moon Bloom?

Lyle was not too willing to use such thoughts to guess the intentions of a Priest believing in the Holy Light.

But he did feel a bit...

Uncomfortable.

He felt even more like a clown.

"Can you promise me not to join any other adventure groups? Otherwise, we will be sad..."

She had seen the scene where Belis recruited Lyle.

No matter what the reason was,

She needed to nip it in the bud.

But to her surprise, even this "small request" was refused by Lyle.

"Amelia, I can't promise that."

Lyle said softly, "Maybe when I've had enough rest, I'll join a civilian adventure group, where everyone is of the same class, cleaning up battlefields, selling materials, haggling for a few coins... Just like when we first started. At that time, you were not young ladies, and I was not a servant."

Amelia was stunned.

Her heart skipped a beat.

To be fair, she had always considered Lyle her property.

She was smarter than Sia, knowing how to wrap her desires in coquetry and when to give some sweet rewards.

Moreover, Lyle seemed to have a natural misunderstanding of the Holy Light.

Even when some excessive demands were made,

He never doubted himself.

In the past, Lyle had always been under Amelia's control.

But now, the foundation seemed to be unstable.

He... had already begun to struggle, to chase after the illusory freedom...

"Lyle, what about your dreams, are you going to give them up?"

Lyle paused for a moment, "It's precisely because I still have my dreams that I want to leave."Speaking of which,

The wine brewed by Lyle has a strong taste and aroma indeed.

However, as someone who has relatively more communication with Lyle,

Amelia knows that Lyle has another dream besides delving into deeper dungeons.

In Eofer, he hopes to have a house that truly belongs to him, not just a part of Moon Bloom.

Amelia doesn't quite understand this mindset of drifting between jobs in a big city, but she knows Lyle's persistence is deep.

It seems that he can't settle down without a home of his own.

Yet Eofer is a paradise for adventurers and a hell for the poor.

It's no problem to rely on wine brewing for survival, but as for buying a house?

With fifty gold coins, once the rent is paid and the daily expenses are deducted, there's basically nothing left.

If you only brew wine like this, eventually you will have to return to Moon Bloom in a bitter way.

Although most of the income from each dungeon is squandered away by yourself and others, what's left for you must be more than a measly fifty gold coins, right?

"No, you're lying to me, aren't you?"

Amelia unconsciously raised her voice, "You just want to show Sia that you can get by without her, right? You're taking revenge on Sia, right? You're acting out of resentment, right? And you even found Belis."

"Even if you want to make money, how much can you earn just by brewing wine? It's not comparable to being a Scholar at all, right? Sia will look down on you even more. She will think you're indulging yourself in degradation."

Lyle smiled bitterly, "No."

"Lyle, you're just being stubborn, aren't you?"

Amelia's long eyelashes trembled slightly, "I know that woman recruited you into the Tears of Crystal just to spite Sia, and that's why you refused, right?

"Lyle, I don't know when you learned such high-level brewing skills, but there really is no way out with this... it's just a life skill... you won't earn as many gold coins as you want... in Eofer, adventuring is the way to go..."

Lyle was silent for a while: "So you are concerned about me now?"

"Of course."

"Huh..." Lilith, who had been eavesdropping the whole time, secretly took a cold breath.

She seemed to have a clearer understanding of the situation.

Moon Bloom seems to indeed have possessed Lyle for too long.

Also, Lyle is really too servile.

She wouldn't really think that a level 6 life skill is just cabbage, would she?

Are there really such foolish people?

Lilith is emotionally stable about this.

Of course, there is another possibility.

Lyle didn't spend much effort to max out these skills.

So even he himself, as well as everyone in Moon Bloom, thought they were commonplace and didn't pay much attention.

Logically speaking, the second possibility is greater...

Lilith feels something is wrong.

The elven girl touched her pointed ears.

Burning hot.

I'm not lying either, am I?

Never mind.

Just flatter him and make him my teacher!

Let him lose himself in the continuous calls of "teacher"!

And then!

I can soon move into a mansion with hot springs and a garden!