Chapter: 335

“Hey Jay.” she said placidly, he wasn’t sure if it was a greeting or a question.

“Hi Anya.” he said as he continued to walk by here.

Some other adventurers began to watch the exchange. The level nine Jay was actually talking to someone?

“Wow, he just acknowledged her? Look” someone said quietly from the crowd..

“It’s the guild masters daughter. He basically has to.” Another whispered back.

Anya wanted to ask Jay something, and the next thing Anya said seemed like it was hard to say, but she squeezed it out nonetheless.

“I’m level eight now, want to party up?”

Jay finally stopped walking, and a mischievous smile formed on his face as he turned to her.

“With me? Are you sure this is what Sullivan wants?” he teased her.

Anya said bluntly “No, I would just like to see how far we can get.” she pursed her lips.

As the guild master’s daughter, she was supposed to be the highest level adventurer, people were supposed to be asking her to party with them.

She had trained diligently in the guild all her life, and now some butcher was easily a higher level. She had to restrain her pride as she asked Jay.

Of course he had a monster class, but this didn’t factor into Anya’s thought pattern.

“Hmm. Ok. But this isn’t a free ride.” Jay slightly smiled, he had tested her pride and she came out humble.

Anya rolled her eyes. “I’m quite capable, you’ll see.”

Jay was actually happy to have her helping. The third pyramid was next, and he wouldn’t mind some help. The second pyramid would have gone much more smoothly with her there.

“I forget how to invite someone…” thought Jay, feeling a little awkward – but thankfully he received a notification before anyone realised.

[Party Invitation – Anya]

[Accept / Decline]

Jay decided to collect his experience points before partying up – just in case he had to share it.

[620 Exp]

“Good” he thought; his productive minions were diligent as always.

“Accept” thought Jay, as he formed a party with her once more.

[You are now the party leader]

Anya made him the leader, meaning he would now be the only one able to invite others; it was practically pointless, but among adventurers it was an unspoken sign of respect.