"A bar?"
Ailu Kelu, who was leaning on a chair, raised her body slightly with a hint of surprise when she heard Tilan mention the content of this task.
"That old witch... cough cough, I mean, that senior Idrylia wants you to go to a chaotic bar, find those societal outcasts and scum, and patiently change them?" Ailu Kelu stood up and carefully examined the young girl before her.
"It feels like sending a little white rabbit to the wolves. Who knows what kind of filthy things those guys might try?" As the owner of a large bar, she was all too familiar with the regulars there.
"While you can't condemn them all in one stroke, it's hard to imagine that someone who is upright, family-oriented, self-motivated, and passionate would spend their days hanging around a bar."
