Those who left have left, and those who remain will continue to stay.

John returned to the Farmchildren Adventure Guild with a sense of melancholy and loss, opened the door that had been in and out countless times, and then shuffled in with a slightly heavy step.

Late at night, the lights in the guild were still on.

This is the norm in adventurous guilds, and many of the adventurers are night owls.

Take the mission, go, do the mission, return, celebrate, then drink with your companions until you have an all-night hangover, and finally wake up in the corner of the unknown room.

Although there is no regularity and no moderation in this life, John likes it and enjoys it.

There is wine today, drunk today, and sorrow tomorrow comes.

Adventurers are a profession without roots, and no one knows what their future holds, so "enjoy the present and let the hell of tomorrow" is usually a quote from the adventurer.

However, today's Farm Sons Guild did not have the laughter and hustle and bustle of the past, but reminded him of the state before they went home this time.

At that time, they dived into the depths of the water labyrinth in search of the Azure Dragon's eggs, but unfortunately encountered a maze riot, and all the teams were scattered in the labyrinth, but they were saved by the rescue of the tavern owner Rowan.

But a few members of the guild inevitably said goodbye to them forever, and one or two of those who survived were so badly injured that they couldn't continue their adventures any longer.

So on the first day of escaping from the labyrinth, the atmosphere in the guild was heavy and sad.

Although there are still people who drink, they are no longer celebrating, but sad.

Then, in order to alleviate the sad atmosphere, the guild took advantage of the closure of the labyrinth to announce a temporary holiday, and the members of the guild left the guild one by one, some of them took the opportunity to relax in Fernandili, while others took the opportunity to return to their hometowns.

As agreed, they will be back around the middle of the month.

John was one of the early ones, and when he came, there were only a few people in the guild.

Soon after, more people returned, including Alice.

Alice was no longer a member of the guild, but she returned to the guild first, and no one regarded her as an outsider.

However, she brought a piece of news that was not good, that is, the guild leader Blake has left the team!

Adventurer is not a very stable profession after all, if one day someone among the people you know suddenly gives up and continues to be an adventurer, it must be a very normal thing, and the older the adventurer, the easier it is to change careers.

But Blake is different.

He was still young among the adventurers, he was at the peak of his state in all aspects, and he was the leader of the Farm Children Guild, and he should have been the most unlikely person in this guild to leave the team.

But he just left the team.

John has always respected Blake because in his eyes, Blake is a very responsible guild leader.

His responsibility is for every member of the guild, and that kind of responsibility is even harsh, which even makes his reputation not so good in the eyes of outsiders.

However, as a member of the guild, I can't help but feel trust and respect for such a president.

Because of this, it is difficult for guild members to accept that such a guild will choose to leave the team without saying a word, and let others inform them.

So it was not just John who found this difficult to accept, but every member of the Sanhedrin.

……

Walking into the guild, you are greeted by the familiar smell of alcohol.

John only had to sniff it to know it was some kind of spirit.

Normally, they only drink that level of spirits together when they are very excited, but tonight the smell was full of bitterness that was not there before.

Although the smell of alcohol is still there, the atmosphere of the past is gone.

As John continued to walk inside, he saw the guild members who were either alone or leaning on each other, but they were all drinking alcohol, and the bitterness in his heart became more and more intense.

"Coming back?"

No one looked up and said this to him.

He looked up and saw that after a day, there were a few more guild members who had returned from outside.

So far, he doesn't know if any other members will not come back, but he already knows a little bit in his heart, and Blake is definitely not the only one who chooses to leave the team on this opportunity.

In a few days, when the agreed deadline is reached, those who do not come back may really never return.

Some may send a few letters back to say goodbye, while others may disappear into their world forever.

Depending on the person who has left the team, people with whom they have a particularly good relationship may also follow the address to find them.

But people whose relationships are not good enough are more likely to accept them slowly and then keep them in the deepest part of their memories.

John had thought that his relationship with Blake was very good, but after a day, he suddenly realized that he didn't really want to find him back.

"It turns out that this so-called friendship is nothing more than that."

The corners of his mouth hooked slightly, revealing a bitter smile, and then he came to the table where he used to sit, and sat down directly.

There was still wine on the table that he had left over from the day, but who had drunk the rest of the wine in the jug.

He carried the flask and pointed the spout to his mouth, but only a drop of wine dripped down, a little spicy.

"The Flame Girl Tavern is good at everything, but the fact that there is no wine in the tavern is too deadly!"

Shaking his head slightly, John put the flask down, and then got up to grab a few bottles from his companion.

But when he stood up, he found that there was an extra figure in the corridor on the second floor of the guild.

He subconsciously raised his head, and just met the man's gaze.

There is no feeling of electric shock, after all, it is a companion who mixes together every day and every night, a person who is too familiar to be more familiar.

"John, you're going to the tavern again?"

The man smiled and said, breaking the gloom of the tavern.

She was lying on the railing of the hallway, dressed in a cool garment that did not match the autumn day, covering only the most important parts.

When she was lying on the railing, her hands folded, just holding the pair of heavy fruits on her arms, it was extremely eye-catching.

In the Farm's Children Adventure Guild, there are only two women who are so good at this point, of course she can't be Alice, she can only be Sister Water.

"Sister Shui, you're back too."

John replied helplessly, a reluctant smile on his face.

[PS: Ahhhh 】