"Apprentice" could mean many things, but applied to him, wasn't it practically announcing that he was a student at some aristocratic school?
"You have a conglomerate behind you?"
Yuki spoke again. The masked man hesitated, countless thoughts flashing through his mind, before finally nodding lightly.
"Yes. We are more powerful than you imagine."
There was no need to hide it. The other party could stroll around right under his nose, so he likely knew even more. This was the time to show sincerity.
"That's only in reality. No, even in reality, whoever I want dead will die. The Game's restrictions can be ignored by the strong." Yuki's reply was contemptuous and cold. Just as the masked man began to burn with rage, he abruptly changed the subject.
"But there is room for cooperation, so long as you pass the test."
"What test?"
"If you encounter any one of us in a Dungeon, survive. That person will become our contact for future cooperation." Yuki said no more and stepped out of the tea room.
The masked man froze for a moment, then hurried after him. Yet he did not dare overtake him, and instead called out from the doorway, "How will I know it's one of you?"
The moment the other party left, he had already begun thinking of testing him. He might not understand the depths of the other party's strength, but he could have the sniper he had arranged launch an attack.
If the man was fake, he would die. If he was real, then after dealing with the sniper, he could simply deny responsibility.
"Recite a poem. Remember it well." Yuki did not stop walking, merely heading deeper into the alley as he shook his head and recited in an arrogant voice:
"Where the sea ends, heaven becomes