I am the Enchantress!

Chapter 143 Draw

Did you see Talia today?

Upon hearing this question, Cyrion and Gru exchanged a smile.

This kid—

It turns out that what he was really thinking about wasn't the red dragon, but the girl!

However, Martha's expression did not reflect their relief.

"I went to the Colt Hotel for breakfast this morning, but I didn't run into her."

Martha frowned. "I asked Ella from the shop to pass on a message to Talia, telling her to come to the association to see me when she gets back, but she hasn't shown up yet."

"I see."

Wilder nodded thoughtfully.

It seems Talia hasn't returned yet.

Where did she go?

Did they really go back to their hometown?

That doesn't mean it's different just because the quality isn't high, does it?

Is there an emergency at home?

A series of questions surfaced in his mind, leaving him speechless for a long time.

The rest of the team also looked worried.

After all, in their eyes, Talia was Wilder's lover, belonging to the family of a teammate.

Moreover, they had drunk together at the Horse Colt Inn, so they were considered friends.

"Wild, do you need our help?"

Cyrion patted him on the shoulder. "Let's search around town together."

"yes!"

Gru's once cunning eyes now looked much more serious. "There are many of us, maybe we can find it."

"Hmm—no need."

Wilder shook his head and refused.

Ironweave Town is relatively safe, and there are very few reported cases. Talia is unlikely to get into trouble in the town.

She's more likely to be in the border forest than in the town.

But going into the forest so late is too dangerous.

He was indeed very worried about Talia, but he couldn't risk the entire team's lives for a vague guess.

Another crucial question is—

Why did she go to the forest?

She hadn't left the house in a long time since she agreed to temporarily refrain from gathering in the border forest.

Have we run out of money?

Considering that Talia and the red dragon had similar appetites, Wilder thought this guess was very likely.

"Martha, could you check if Talia has registered for any newbie gathering quests in the last couple of days?" he asked.

"no problem."

Martha nodded and nimbly walked back to the counter.

Although she was in charge of the counter for delivering tasks, the registered task information would be synchronized to her within two hours as confirmation of task delivery.

She had already finished her shift, and the new teller, Flora, took over her shift.

That's the young girl who was full of energy just two days ago, making deliveries for Wilder.

Martha whispered a few words to Flora, and she immediately pulled out a booklet, and the two of them carefully flipped through it together.

A short while later, Martha came back from the counter.

"no."

She sighed, "I've been looking through nearly three days' worth of quests, and Talia's name isn't in the beginner-level quests."

"Thanks, that shouldn't be a problem."

Wilder breathed a slight sigh of relief.

As long as you don't go to the border forest, it's fine.

So it seems that she might really have gone back to her hometown.

Or did you change hotels at the last minute for other reasons?

Wilde thought to himself.

Seeing that his expression had finally softened, the other members of the team also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Little one, did you do something to upset Talia and make her angry?"

Gru stared at Wilder's unbelievably handsome face and boldly offered his guess.

For example, Ella from the Colt Inn seems to have a special interest in this kid; she helped him get a significant discount from the boss at the last dinner party.

And then there's Fina on the second floor of the association. That kid always runs to her room whenever he has nothing to do. I heard they even went to some kind of mage event together last time.

Add to that Maeve, who was standing there dumbfounded.

Wilder's relationship with her seems to be getting increasingly strange. I remember they were holding hands in the border forest, didn't they?

This little guy!

How charming!

Gru smiled strangely as he thought about it.

"I----"

When asked by Gru, Wilder denied it, saying, "I didn't do anything."

Looking back on what had happened, he realized he hadn't angered Talia. He had even kindly sold her the dragon scales and kindly advised her not to go to the border forest recently.

"Perhaps you did something without realizing it?"

Gru wasn't finished yet, and continued speculating, "Women are much more perceptive than we men!"

"Gru!"

Cyrion rolled his eyes at him, then turned to Wilder and said, "Don't worry too much. Talia probably had something urgent to attend to and didn't tell you before she left. If you need any help in the next couple of days, feel free to contact us."

"Yes, that's what I think too."

Wilder nodded. "Thank you, Captain."

With that, the discussion about Talia comes to an end.

Only then did Cyrion ask the question he hadn't had a chance to ask before: "Martha, do you know the outcome of the battle between the investigation team and the red dragon?"

Weren't you there at the time?

Martha paused, then asked, "Don't you know the result?"

"We hid in a cave before the battle started, and when we came out it was over. We only saw that there were no people or dragons on the battlefield, and we didn't know the outcome."

"Oh right, you mentioned it, I almost forgot."

Martha smoothed a stray hair from her temple and continued, "It's said to be a draw; both sides are injured, and quite seriously."

This result is roughly in line with Wilder's prediction.

Both sides were seriously injured.

If the Red Dragon's injuries were minor, Lyle should have seen it when he climbed to a high vantage point.

Only when it is seriously injured will it land in the forest to seek rest or a way to heal its wounds.

As for the investigation team, if they weren't seriously injured, they probably wouldn't have given up the pursuit of the Red Dragon.

It seems we truly missed a magnificent battle.

However, considering that even the higher-ranking professionals in the investigation team were severely injured by the dragon's breath attack, if the lower-ranking professionals had chosen to stay on the scene—

The consequences could be disastrous.

You may indeed witness an epic battle, but you'll only have the chance to share it when someone else uses [Talk to the Dead].

Then forget it.

The other teammates probably thought the same thing, and even Gru stopped complaining.

It's getting late.

"Let's deliver the task first."

After Cyrion finished speaking, he didn't rush to the counter, but instead walked towards the mission notice board.

When he returned, he had an extra task list in his hand.

"This is the task list for collecting those plants. We need to register first before we can submit it."

Cyrion explained.

"I'm surprised this mission has been retained all this time."

Wilder casually remarked, "I was worried that someone else would have picked it already, and our payment would be reduced again."

"I don't know how to do that."

Cyrion said, "You forgot? This is a bounty mission. There are no restrictions on the team's level or number of members. Usually, many identical ones are posted."

"oh."

Wilder scratched his head. "I forgot about this time—"

He stopped abruptly before he could finish speaking.

etc----

No level restrictions?