"Boss Glon, what brings you here?"
To Gauss, this was indeed a rare visit.
Especially since they were meeting at his doorstep.
The last time they met was a few months ago, during the beast tide crisis in Gray Rock Town, when Gron Bates appeared on the city wall to resist the demon invasion.
However, the situation was urgent then, and they barely had a chance for more than a brief exchange.
Other than that, Gauss met him mostly at his blacksmith shop.
In Gauss's memory, he hardly ever left the blacksmith shop, like a craftsman immersed in the study of skills.
Gron Bates heard the voice and turned slightly.
Seeing Gauss's familiar yet unfamiliar figure made him feel a bit dazed.
The Gauss of today is worlds apart from the skinny, slightly introverted boy in need of a job to make ends meet he remembered.
His gestures now exuded the confidence and ease of a strong person.
"Come in and have a seat first."
Looking at Gron's demeanor, Gauss knew he must have come for something.
