Adventure: My Skills Evolve Infinitely

Lin Mo wasn’t the type to be self-absorbed or narcissistic. Even though Feney had often shown her dependence on him during their adventures, he didn’t read too much into it. Beyond the expected care between teammates, he knew it was also just part of Feney’s personality.

He felt much the same way about Shefilya, for instance.

Of course, some budding feelings were bound to exist. Feney was, after all, at an age where she was just starting to experience her first crush. But Lin Mo wouldn’t jump to the classic, cringey conclusion of ’She’s into me.’ If that turned out not to be the case, he’d just end up looking like a complete fool.

However, Lady Beixila, who stood before him, suddenly asked, "How do you feel about Feney?"

"Feney? She’s a very sweet and kind girl. As a teammate, she’s extremely reliable, and her personality is very endearing."

Beixila smiled and shook her head. "I’m not asking for pleasantries, nor am I asking for your evaluation of Feney as a teammate or a friend. I want you to see her as an ordinary girl."

Lin Mo froze. ’Is this a hint? No, she’s practically spelling it out.’

’Could Lady Beixila really have that kind of idea in mind?’

He thought for a moment before answering seriously, "Feney is, of course, a wonderful and lovely girl. I don’t think any normal man could possibly dislike her."

"And that includes you?"

"Of course."

"Then if you were to marry Feney, what would you do about those two Half-Beastmen?"

Lin Mo looked at Lady Beixila, unsure for a moment what she was implying. Nevertheless, he stated his position firmly.

"No matter what, I will never abandon any of them."

To his surprise, Beixila nodded in approval. "As it should be. If you lacked that sense of commitment, I would be even more worried about your relationship with Feney."

"I thought you were going to ask me to abandon them and be with Feney exclusively."

Seeing her relaxed and gentle expression, Lin Mo also started to ease up and spoke in a joking manner.

"That’s odd... Is that really the kind of image you have of me?"

Beixila didn’t get angry, but simply asked with a hint of confusion.

Lin Mo realized it was true. Ever since he’d first met the Lord, Lady Beixila had always presented a friendly and benevolent demeanor.

’The reason I had that thought was probably an influence from my past life.’

’But I guess this other world has its own rules. I need to slowly change this mindset.’

"The main reason I called you here was to talk about this... Feney’s personality is a bit reserved and shy. She often keeps things to herself and has trouble speaking her mind. In that regard, I’ll need you to be a little more attentive to her."

’Does that mean she wants me to be more proactive?’

Lin Mo nodded in understanding. "I will."

Since he was already here and they had finished discussing personal matters, it was time to move on to official business.

So, Lin Mo took the initiative to ask, "How have things been in Silver Stream City lately?"

A weary look crossed Beixila’s face. "For now, things are relatively quiet. Nothing major has occurred. But I’m afraid this peace is merely the calm before the storm."

"But you don’t need to worry too much about these matters... I, the other city officials, the Church, and the Adventurer’s Association will handle everything."

As she spoke, she exuded the air of a master strategist, her eyes shining with confidence.

"Victory will be ours in the end."

’It seems that in the face of the immense pressure from the Goblins and Lawrence, Lord Beixila wasn’t just on the defensive. She’s been secretly setting things in motion.’

’And from the look of things, her plans are well-established. All that’s left is to spring the trap.’

’As expected of the powerhouse who single-handedly built Silver Stream City into the thriving metropolis it is today.’ With that thought, Lin Mo felt much more at ease.

"If any special circumstances arise, I’ll have Shefilya notify you... That girl may seem cold and doesn’t talk much, but she’s a good person at heart. I hope you’ll be patient with her."

Lin Mo couldn’t help but feel that City Lord Beixila was starting to sound like a nagging mother, always fussing over these things.

But according to the rumors, while City Lord Beixila was a good person, she usually carried herself with considerable dignity and authority.

’Maybe she really does see me as one of her own now.’

Lin Mo was well aware that this wasn’t because he was handsome, nor was it because of his contributions to Silver Stream City. Those were all secondary reasons.

The fundamental reason was his talent.

As his understanding of this world grew, Lin Mo became increasingly aware of just how extraordinary his own talent was.

It was because of this talent that Flora had specifically introduced him to Beixila. And it was because of this talent that the City Lord valued him so highly, even entrusting her daughter to his care.

Talent represented potential, and potential determined the upper limit of one’s future achievements. That was simply the reality of things.

"I understand..."

Lin Mo took his leave and departed from the study.

It looked like the next few days would be relatively peaceful, but he knew that peace wouldn’t last much longer. Therefore, he had to use the time before the storm to rapidly increase his strength. That way, he’d have the confidence to face whatever was coming.

’I shouldn’t take on any difficult quests for the next few days. I’ll just stick to what I was doing before and use those Goblins for practice.’

「That afternoon.」

Lin Mo made a special trip to the Church to see Feney and let her know he was safe.

Afterward, he made his way to Adventurer Street. He still had important business to attend to—namely, sorting through the spoils from his latest trip.