Ignition (3)

Wasn't this hunting party a little too lavishly equipped?

Two demigods and a divine envoy. The last time he'd encountered a lineup like this was in Dunis.

After the carriage stopped, the red-eyed old man fixed his gaze on Fu Qian but didn't hurry to get out.

Despite being watched by someone like that, Fu Qian remained perfectly calm. He even greeted him with considerable grace.

"What should I call you?"

"Stos."

The old man seemed surprised that Fu Qian cared about this at a time like this. He hesitated briefly, then introduced himself.

"And you?"

Fu Qian turned to the baby-faced lady.

The baby-faced lady clearly didn't object to introducing herself, but with her teammate having already gone first, she couldn't very well refuse.

"Aiko."

"Pleased to meet you."

Fu Qian nodded, then glanced behind her.

"I won't ask that one."

Hm?

At those words, the look Stos gave him instantly grew sharper.

"So shouldn't you introduce yourself, too?"

Lady Aiko fixed her gaze on Fu Qian's face and asked in a low voice.

"Andir."

Fu Qian had already prepared an answer to that question.

"So, Mr. Andir... with your abilities, why did the carriage get hit just now?"

Lady Aiko exchanged a glance with Stos. In the end, the latter spoke, making no effort to hide that he knew Fu Qian's true strength.

"Relax. I had no interest in luring you here on purpose."

Fu Qian waved a hand.

"I just like convertibles."

Stos and Aiko both looked at the carriage, which had been reduced to half its length. It was certainly a lot more open now, but that answer was obviously unconvincing.

"Then let me put it another way. Why are you here?"

Aiko's tone had grown quite hostile.

"Why, for the—fire, of course!"

Fu