The Return of Galahad Mariner

Snore~

Within the cozy-looking sleeping quarters, Otto was enjoying his night of sleep in the comfort of his own bed.

At that moment, the door creaked open, bringing in the cold air of the night and then the light, soft footsteps of someone entering the room.

The guard flicked on the light switch, enveloping the room with a light, and Otto immediately woke up groggily with a look of annoyance on his face.

"What the hell is the meaning of this?!" Otto roared, and as he stood up, he saw the guard standing in his room.

"You have a guest waiting downstairs, master," the guard said.

"A guest?" Otto's eyebrow twitched. "I don't care who the hell it is. It's fucking late, and I haven't had proper sleep for the past week!"

"I-It's Galahad Mariner…" the guard gulped. "He is apparently here to collect his favor."

Otto blinked blankly before he uttered. "G-Galahad? I thought that bastard was dead? What the hell does he want?!"