At noon the next day, Linsey was preparing lunch inside the house.
He heard approaching footsteps outside. Almost the moment the door opened, he looked over with uncanny foresight.
"Alvitte, you're back?"
That morning, Alvitte had gone out to discuss the upcoming travel plans with the townspeople.
After a whole morning of discussion, she had finally returned to their home.
"Linsey, the news is fairly good!"
"Even though it's been ten years, everyone I knew is still as gentle and kind as ever..."
Alvitte's voice was tinged with nostalgia.
She sat down in the living room, stretched her back, and relaxed before continuing.
"The town can provide us with supplies for the journey, as well as a carriage. In return, we'll provide the group with security."
"That's rather unusual." Linsey carried the food over and set it before Alvitte. "In other worlds, having a Sixth Stage Law Knight offer protection would practically be the highest level of security. Why would they need fighters like us?"
Alvitte shook her head and picked up the bread Linsey had pushed toward her.
"It can't be helped. This is war in the World Main City."
Linsey sat down across from her.
"Do other Awakened with World Main Cities run into this sort of problem?"
Alvitte answered without hesitation.
"Of course, Platinum City."
"When merchants have conflicts of interest, the wars they start in their madness are even harsher than those in the City of Law. Especially since they don't have a king who symbolizes stability—when monopolists and financial kings make their moves, it can turn into a violent and terrifying riot at any moment."
"..."
"Those people really do fit my impression of them."
Linsey remarked with a sigh, but Alvitte immediately voiced a different opinion.
"You can't lump them all together. Some merchants