Adventurer's Guild Café: I Was Wrongfully Exiled by the Saint, So I Will Enjoy My Second Life with My Fluffy Friends-Chapter 1V2. .6 - Missing Person

There was no point in lying, so I decided to tell the truth.

“Um... I wasn’t born in Grantania.”

I spoke hesitantly and looked at the two of them.

“I’m from the neighboring country, Aluda.”

After saying that much, I shut my mouth. There was no reason to burden people I had just met with the heavy truth of my birth—it would only trouble them.

As I carefully chose my words, Leah furrowed her brows.

“Aluda?”

“Yes.”

“You mean that Aluda? The one infamous for its extreme racial discrimination?”

I did my best to avoid mentioning my family circumstances while continuing the conversation.

“Um, I don’t really know where my mother was born... and, well, I...”

As I spoke, the two of them must have noticed something was off about me.

They exchanged glances and tilted their heads slightly.

Ruri placed a hand on my shoulder and gently shook her head.

“You don’t have to say any more,” she whispered.

Seeing this, Ingrid hurriedly spoke up.

“I’m sorry. It was rude of us to ask something so personal when we’ve only just met. We’re not trying to pry into your past.”

“...”

Leah looked at Ingrid as if she wanted to say something, but sensing the unusual atmosphere between us, she chose not to press further.

As I sat there flustered, Dan, who had remained silent until now, suddenly spoke.

“Pardon me, but...”

“Yes?”

“Are you, by any chance, from the Ducal House of Lucia?”

“Huh?”

Nobility?

Ruri and I stiffened in shock.

Leah let out a sigh and shook her head.

“The great ones aren’t us— it’s Grandfather! Sure, we’re of Lucia’s bloodline, but we hardly have anything to do with it.”

Ingrid, looking apologetic, supplemented the information.

To my surprise, the two of them belonged to the distinguished Ducal House of Lucia, a noble lineage that had existed since the founding of this country. Ingrid’s father currently held the title of Duke.

That makes him an incredibly important person...! I panicked for a moment, but Leah and Ingrid didn’t seem particularly concerned about it.

“If that’s the case...”

Suddenly, Dan turned to look at me.

“?”

What is it?

“Could it be that you...”

“No. We really are just here for a trip. The summer festival will be held soon, won’t it?”

Now that she mentioned it, I remembered Ruri telling me about it before. She said this city’s summer festival was incredibly beautiful—the best in the entire country. I had been looking forward to seeing it myself.

“But, um...”

Ingrid looked at me as if she wanted to ask something.

“Is something the matter?”

She seemed hesitant to speak, so I tilted my head, encouraging her to continue.

“Um... if it’s not too much trouble, could I ask for your mother’s name?”

Ah, I see. Maybe she thought there was some kind of connection.

“...Her name is Elena. Elena Leiria. I don’t know anything about my mother before she took on this surname.”

“...”

For some reason, Ingrid looked ever so slightly disappointed—yet at the same time, relieved.

“I’ve never heard that name before! Where was your family born on this continent?”

Leah also tilted her head repeatedly in curiosity.

“I’m not sure. My mother passed away when I was very young.”

“!”

Leah’s eyes widened in surprise before her ears drooped sadly as she looked at me.

“...I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay. She passed away when I was little, and I’ve already overcome the grief.”

As I said that and waved my hand to show I was fine, Ingrid quickly lowered her head as well.

“I’m truly sorry. That was a terribly rude question to ask, especially when we’ve just met.”

“It’s really okay. I’m just happy to have met others of my kind for the first time in my life.”

At that, both of their eyes widened in surprise.

“Oh my, is that so?”

“...We’ll be staying here for a while. If you ever have anything you want to ask, just come find us.”

Leah rummaged through her things, scribbled something on a piece of paper, and handed it to me.

This chapt𝒆r is updated by frёewebηovel.cѳm.

It was the address of an inn in the city.

“Is that really okay?”

“Yes, of course. Please come by again whenever it’s convenient for you. If you’ve never met another White Wolf before, I can teach you about our race.”

Saying that, Ingrid stood up. She placed some money on the table and bowed her head.

“Sorry for dropping in so suddenly. We’ll leave it at this for today.”

“Ah, Mother!”

Leah looked at us with reluctance, but at Ingrid’s urging, she had no choice but to follow after her.