The Nameless

Near the ground-level exit of Bone Prison, Bladefang Camp.

In the pitch-black night, a slightly plump man stood in a narrow alley, silently observing the enormous hemispherical fortress ahead—the most famous prison in the Western Wasteland, perhaps even in all of Star Kingdom.

He had his hands tucked into his sleeves, his eyes fixed on the darkness. He smacked his lips and clicked his tongue.

A slightly heavy footstep sounded behind him.

"Bone Prison. No matter how many times I see it, it's just like Ghost Prince Tower..."

The fat man did not look back. He knew who had arrived, so he merely sighed. "Those two things are equally annoying."

The slightly heavy footsteps stopped behind him.

The fat man yawned in the darkness and cold wind, still not turning around. "You're out already? That was quick."

The person behind him seemed to nod.

A slightly coarse voice drifted over, carrying a hint of coldness and detachment. "A dozen minutes ago, their outer security slackened. If I had to guess, it was due to infighting."

Hearing that distant tone, the slightly plump man shrugged.

But he knew that the man behind him had always been like this, so he did not take offense.

Not until the fat man turned his head and glanced at the person behind him.

That single glance scared him half to death. He sprang up from the ground and leaped three feet sideways!

He wished he could get as far away from the man behind him as possible.

"My God! Nobu!"

The fat man desperately lowered his voice, raising both hands in front of himself as he stared in horror at his colleague.

He stared at the revealing, incredibly sexy outfit exposed on the other man's body.

He stared at his companion's dazzling makeup, with red-painted