After Solon Linton and his War Treant left, the little one jumped down directly from the top of the black bear’s head, grinning as she looked at Loren.

“Big Brother, do you want to sit on the black bear’s head and play?”

Loren: “…… No need.”

I suggest you first turn around and look at the expression on that black bear’s face. Your senior sister probably isn’t too willing…

“Let’s go, I’ll take you back to the little one’s lounge.”

Loren, with great tact, changed the subject.

Hearing this, the black bear directly transformed into human form in a flash of light.

A woman with a gentle and refined temperament quietly appeared behind the little one. She raised her hand and knocked on the little one’s head.

“Little Ayla, you can’t be so naughty!”

The little one covered her head, pretending to have teary eyes as she nodded:

“Got it! Sister Moody, I won’t dare next time…”

It didn’t hurt at all, much lighter than when Big Brother knocks me. I’ll definitely dare next time!!

Loren glanced at the little one’s expression and, with tacit understanding, said nothing. He simply turned and led the way.

The little one bounced and skipped to Loren’s side. After familiarly grabbing his large hand, she even turned her head and playfully stuck out her tongue at the woman named “Moody.”

This action prompted the gentle woman named “Moody” to symbolically wave her small fist, threatening the little one with great indulgence.

Ayla Morningstar pretended not to see anything, quickly turned her head away, and instead kept swinging Loren’s large hand back and forth…

“Big Brother, thank you…” Ayla Morningstar said in an extremely soft voice.

“For what?” Loren asked casually.

At this moment, Loren’s attention was completely focused on the three female disciples of the Nature Sect following behind. He absentmindedly brushed off the little one’s thanks with a perfunctory reply.

He was thinking about whether there would be a risk of exposure when he faced these three later.

“Anyway, just thank you…”

Ayla Morningstar’s face showed some conflict. Young as she was, she didn’t know how to properly express her feelings. Many things that had happened during this period flashed through her mind…

“For upcoming commissions, I generally choose to complete them properly. Don’t worry about it,” Loren replied flatly. In reality, his thoughts had already drifted far away.

“Such a tsundere Big Brother…” Ayla Morningstar muttered softly under her breath.

Young and intelligent, she understood that some of the things Loren had done during this time had already exceeded the scope of a commission. It felt more like a special kind of care, or perhaps paternal love…

Loren’s care for her had already surpassed that of the Aunt Tina with whom her father had placed her.

With her special background and psychic ability, Ayla Morningstar was quite sensitive when it came to perceiving goodwill…

Hearing the little one’s address for him, Loren habitually raised his other free hand and knocked on the little one’s head.

“Thump!”

This time, the little one’s eyes really welled up with tears…

Having learned the little one’s physical resilience during this time, Loren had precisely mastered the amount of force needed to make her feel slight pain.

“No mischief,” Loren said calmly.

“Oh, I know…” the little one replied pitifully while rubbing her head with her hand.

The three female Nature Sect disciples following behind Loren, witnessing this interaction between the two, all chuckled quietly.

Loren silently gauged the reactions of the three behind him and lowered his guard a bit.

The Nature Sect people seem quite easy to fool. At least for now, they haven’t grown suspicious of me…

Hopefully, they won’t start asking me all sorts of questions later…

However, I’d better act a bit more taciturn and aloof later, like a cold Interstellar Hunter. Coincidentally, my reputation outside isn’t great either, so this personality is perfectly reasonable…

Right, in their eyes, I should be a disciple of a Radical Legendary Grand Druid.

While being taciturn, I can also appropriately show some radical tendencies…

Too bad the descriptions about the Radicals on the Nature Sect forum aren’t very detailed…

“Master, I don’t think you need to worry about this problem. When you act naturally, you already seem quite like a Radical.”

Raven’s sharp critique rang in Loren’s mind, a rather merciless evaluation.

Loren: “…… Shut up, stupid bird!”

Slander! This is slander!!

I think I’m still quite amiable. At least the little one thinks so!!

Soon.

Amid Raven’s one-sided verbal attacks in Loren’s mind, the group arrived at Lounge 104 on the third floor of the castle.

The slacker Chief still hadn’t appeared.

Even after Loren brought the Nature Sect people into the lounge, Retab Collin still hadn’t shown up, as if he completely didn’t care about this matter.

Loren’s understanding of Retab Collin’s slacker level deepened a bit more.

As long as no one interferes with the Association’s normal operations, he’s just a hands-off, ‘peaceful and prosperous’ embezzler…

How did such scum achieve Demigod status? Loren silently asked himself in his heart.

Inside Lounge 104.

The little one had already led the three female Nature Sect disciples to sit quite crowdedly on the sofa.

Thanks to that slacker Chief’s embezzlement, this sofa placed in the living area wasn’t large. Fitting three adult women plus one little girl was already this sofa’s limit…

Seeing the sofa was already full, an idea stirred in Loren’s heart.

It seems I can use this as a reason to take my leave. Not conversing with them means no risk of exposure…

That slacker, his embezzlement wasn’t bad.

At least regarding the sofa procurement, he embezzled just the right amount…

“My room is right next door. If you need me for anything, just knock.”

“If you’re hungry, the restaurant is on the second floor. The little one knows; she’ll take you there.” Loren smoothly took the opportunity to bid farewell.

After speaking, Loren nodded politely and quite properly to the female disciple named Moody on the sofa and took his leave.

To prevent any excessive social interaction, Loren even preemptively blocked the possibility of going to the restaurant together.

“Thank you for your help. We still don’t know your name?” Moody stood up and asked Loren politely.

“Las Loren.”

After saying this quite coldly, Loren lightly tipped his hat and turned to leave the lounge.

After walking out the door of Lounge 104, an unconscious smile appeared on Loren’s face, and the worry in his heart eased a bit more.

Interesting, they don’t even know my name?

It seems the Nature Sect people are too isolated from information…

No wonder no one has come to trouble me even after I’ve been impersonating a Nature Sect God’s Favored One for so long…

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