Volume 7 Chapter 25: He Is Just The Worst!

"Thank you for coming with me today. You didn't have to do that." Keith scratched his head. In his hands were a bag of groceries; Faelyn held the same amount. Their home was out of cloud pig meat, and he needed more. Procuring those flying pigs was too strenuous.

However, the elf didn't need to come with him; the groceries could be easily carried in one arm.

"It's fine. I should do something like this. Also, I need to talk with you." Her expression was tense...well, it was always like that.

"Hmm?"

"I was thinking about some combo moves we could do." Like Keith, Faelyn also wanted to increase their party's abilities. One way was through combo moves.

"Ahh, we should talk about this." Sometimes, he saw Faelyn talking with Gabriel about moves to use together.

"I was thinking about forming two giant walls to funnel monsters in your direction. That way, it would make the monsters walk in a straight line. It would be perfect for the princess and Scarlet; they can take them out in one blow." A one-shot kill method.

"Hmm, that would be a good tactic against hordes. However, using that against charging monsters like the bison would not be a good idea. They'll just not care about the wall and run through it." That was what transpired before: the bison charged through the walls and binds they placed down. Faelyn nodded as she continued to explain the ideas she devised.

"I think linking up with you will make things easier,"

"Can't you link up with Melor?" Herrick was paired up with Leona. The two had an excellent sync with one another. Actually, it was more like Leona understood Herrick's movements. The lion man was free to roam around and do whatever he wanted while Leona supported him.

"I can't link up with that dwarf." Faelyn frowned, "I can't figure out what he'll do next." Melor was similar to Herrick. The two would charge in first and then think.

Faelyn was the opposite, as she thought first before attacking.

"Aha, I see." Keith laughed. Faelyn linked up with Alfia, making it easier for Alfia to fire off her magic. However, she wasn't able to link up with the frontlines. It made it more difficult for her to group monsters.

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"With you as our tanker, I think everyone would have an easier time linking up." That was something she knew for sure. Keith was the same type of fighter as her. However, he understood what Herrick and Melor would do.

"Then I have to practice more." His shield movement was still a work in progress. But it wouldn’t be long before he could do it. As the two talked,

"Oh, if it isn't Keith." When Keith heard the voice, he turned his head. Faelyn did the same. A human stood behind them. He had dark brown eyes and light brown hair; his goofy grin was mischievous.

Why does he remind me of someone? Staring at him for a bit, the elf felt this odd familiarity. Yet, this was the first time they met.

She turned to look at Keith. Her lips stopped moving as she stared at the dark expression on the man's face. It was quite something.

"....Hello, Doyle."

"It has been quite some time since we have seen one another. We're in the same year as well." A chuckle came out of the boy's mouth.

Keith shook his head, "It's to be expected. I have things I have to do."

"I also heard some rumors about you and women. Is this true?" A mischievous glint appeared in Doyle's eyes as he hooked his arm around his neck.

That only caused Keith to push his arm away, "You should know those rumors are untrue."

"I see. But you have to be more careful. I heard a lot of rumors about you being together with some unpleasant people." His eyes glanced at an elf, "You can't forget about your roots."

"..." Faelyn's expression grew darker as she knew what his words implied.

"I know what my roots are. There's no need for you to remind me. If that's all, I'm going to go now." Without glancing back, the man strolled away. Faelyn followed suit. After they got a fair distance away,

"Sorry about that." What came next was an apology.

"Hmm? What do you need to apologize for?" "I just wanted to."

"If you're talking about what was said, you don't need to. But I'm more surprised to see you act like that." Faelyn was genuinely astonished. Keith being angry or loathing was rare. And this was usually with a proper reason behind it.

"That person is Doyle Sol Gerard."

"Gerard." Faelyn blinked before muttering, "Isn't that..."

"Yes. That's Carolyn's last name, making him Carolyn's brother," Keith answered the question in her mind; Doyle was Carolyn's half-brother.

"And I take it that you don't like him?"

"That guy is the worst. Do not get close to that guy; nothing good will ever come of it."

"..." Faelyn blinked, "How horrible is he?" For Keith to say something like that meant that person's personality was awful.

"Okay, imagine Iston's superiority complex."

"Ahh," An epiphany occurred in the elf's mind.

"I'm not done. But add Todd's stupidity to it; you get Doyle."

"..." That's a horrible combination! Faelyn's expression scrunched up. Iston was already horrific. But Todd Mill's personality makes it worse.

"He's not as deadly as Iston, but incredibly annoying." Keith grabbed his head as a deep groan came. That was how annoying this guy was. Heck, he might deal with Iston again rather than deal with this guy!

"He's still a prince. Are you sure we should leave him like that?" If he was like this, shouldn't they be wary of him?

"Ahh, not so much. Tristan and Carolyn overrule him in everything." Last time he had checked, Doyle's birth mother was from a count family. Carolyn and Tristan's mother was Thalia, who was the empress. In terms of influence, the two were higher than him.

"But do not get involved with a guy like that. You would only get a lifetime of annoyance and anger."

"Understood." Keith took a deep sigh as he walked away from there. But as they did, "Let's head home now."