Countless outsiders come every day, crossing numerous obstacles to this land of Eofer on the other side of the sea.

Longing to ascend the hundred levels of the Ishegard underground city.

Sia is indeed a princess of the Empire.

She possesses an exquisite and noble appearance, as well as systematic swordsmanship.

Lyle is grateful to her for pulling him into the adventure group.

However, Sia is the epitome of a typical noble princess.

Proud, arrogant, domineering, unreasonable.

Always playing the blame game while stubbornly refusing to admit her errors.

As the top-notch Moon Bloom, they took turns tasting the wine.

Honestly, it wasn't as good as what Lyle usually served them.

Of course.

The wine Lyle usually served them was meticulously aged, far surpassing the freshly made one in both taste and aroma.

But one can't openly admit that.

Eber smiled: "Miss Sia, it's an honor to have you here."

But Sia, clad in a white trench coat, had no intention of shaking hands with him.

It was Amelia who exchanged pleasantries with him.

"Lyle."

The white-coated Sia approached him: "We'll be heading down to Ishegard soon, and by then, you'll truly be ostracized."

Initially, I thought who can't survive without the other?

Initially, I thought I could remain calm.

Moon Bloom was still wonderful.

Sia looked particularly appealing today. Her white trench coat, tied-up ponytail, long legs, and delicate cheeks gave her an aura of strength and elegance.

However, seeing Lyle disregard herself and chat jovially with that pointy-eared creature truly infuriated her.

Sia conducted herself sternly, often irritating Amelia, but it's undeniable,

Images of her and Lyle's past adventures are appearing more frequently in her mind.

There are many who admire and pursue Sia,

However, ever since the disappearance of this good-natured Scholar who had accompanied her day and night for two years,

Sia felt as if she'd lost something that should belong to her.

What could it be?

Lyle was puzzled: "Haven’t I already left Moon Bloom a while ago?"

"You!"

Miss Sia subconsciously lifted her foot to stomp on him.

Lyle frowned.

"So you won't even let me stomp on you anymore!"

Isn't this bullying!

You always used to not dodge at all!

If Lyle lets her stomp on him,

That would truly be conceding.

Sia's face quickly turned cold, flames seem to ignite in her beautiful and confident eyes: "Is it because I rejected you, so you went behind my back with some girl?"

Lilith almost broke into a sweat at the scene unfolding.

She was sincerely puzzled.

What kind of brainwashing had Moon Bloom done to Lyle?

Neglecting life skills, just consider Scholar.

Even if you’re already on level forty-four, why would anyone deny a companion’s ability?

Humans truly are never satisfied when things go too smoothly.

Honestly, Tom Cat, please step back.

Even Sheep has to kneel in front of him, Lyle.

"You might as well never return to Moon Bloom. Let's see if anyone in Eofer would want you as a Scholar."

The other two from Moon Bloom rushed over when they heard the news,

Hearing what Sia said, Amelia wanted to tear this scoundrel’s mouth apart.Is this the bloody time for threats?!

A certain CasterFlo who preferred to remain anonymous was invisibly standing aside, his arms folded over his chest as he enjoyed his leisure, nibbling on melons with interest.

Even that pointed-eared one got anxious.

It's hilarious.

What's so good about being a man?

Sia coldly huffed and stomped off, her steps echoing loudly as she swirled her white coat around and left.

Lyle's face didn't look too good.

"Lyle, if you're really planning to make wine, can I help you connect with the Silver Commerce? I really want to help you."

Amelia looked somewhat nervous.

Lyle shook his head: "No need, thank you."

"Lyle, don't keep rejecting me."

Amelia, looking pitiful, tugged at his sleeve with a grimace: "Don't be mad, I'm not the same as Sia."

Lyle laughed wryly: "I'm not mad, Amelia. You should be enjoying your life, embarking on adventures, don't focus your attention on me."

"What the hell is going on with you? Did I do something wrong?"

Lyle smiled slightly: "You didn't do anything wrong."

Amelia felt like she was going crazy.

Lyle sighed: "I'm the one who is not doing it right."

"In the beginning, I didn't understand anything, I could only learn bit by bit from the fragmentary notes left by adventurers who were ignored."

"I have no relatives in this world, so I regarded you all as my family."

"At the beginning I did think I was not doing enough, so I worked hard to read those notes, to prove myself, prove that I could be worthy of being a Scholar for Moon Bloom, for Sia."

"But I always misjudged my relationship with Sia."

"Yes, I don't have the Scholar skill, I admit that, but what really mattered to me, was the sincere effort I put in, and how it got ridiculed and despised by Sia."

Amelia spoke softly: "Lyle, are you blaming her?"

"No."

Lyle pointed to his temple: "Only now do I realize that there's no rule in this world that says if you're good to someone, they have to be good to you in return. It's a normal thing."

Lyle did not think he was extraordinary.

But he needed something, whether it was ideal or love, something to remind him that he was not living by inertia for others.

Lyle's eyes were calm.

Of course, Amelia would not believe this. What is their relationship?

Just need to act cute and flatter a little, Lyle usually wouldn't refuse her demands.

But what is their relationship...?

Ambiguous feelings?

No, Lyle's gaze on her was always more of an appreciation for her beauty, not desire.

All he talks about is Sia.

In what ways am I inferior to Sia?

Where am I worse than that pointed-eared one?

Amelia felt a bit aggrieved: "We often sat on the roof and watched the stars at night. I thought we could continue like that..."

She didn't say she liked him, just that she liked being around him.

Fishing, straight up. Enjoying being flattered.

"You don't want to take care of me anymore?"

Truth be told, Lyle grew up little by little in Amelia's eyes. She witnessed his confusion and cautiousness, as well as his gradual deepening from naivety.

She immensely enjoyed the favours from Lyle,

Although the favouritism was split three ways.But now, he is giving it to someone else?

This is something Amelia absolutely cannot accept.

Are you thinking of leaving without my consent?

Lyle smiled and said, "Do you like me? Or are we just partners?"

"If we are only partners, then it would actually be difficult to hold steady, because we are partners, not in a superior-subordinate relationship."