"Looking for someone?"
It was still a private, reserved small bar, and this time wearing a mask, Fang Ran sat on the sofa.
Taking a commercial flight a few hours later than him, the three people who had just returned from the ocean each sat on opposite sides, then finished listening to the Agent's words.
Among them, Annabella raised her eyebrows first.
"Hah, first a feigned attack on an official base, then raiding a Covenant factory, and then going out to sea to escort crude oil. This time it turns out they're even having us look for people—you Fies Erde really know how to boss people around."
Dressed in a bright and exquisite outfit, she crossed her slender legs and folded her arms across her chest, sneering with barbs in her words. Already accustomed to this attitude from participants,
the Agent's voice replied in a businesslike, unfluctuating tone:
"I am very sorry to make such a request right after the few of you have just returned from the sea, but the documents they stole are simply too important."
"We must race against time to find a way to get them back."
After the incident at the Lake Shore Factory, the Covenant adjutant—even an A-rank—had shown up that night. Facing the pressure and questioning from participants demanding an explanation, the Agent had confessed all the information,
letting them know the enemy was the Future Conglomerate with the shadow of the Covenant behind them,
and that the corporation employing them was the financial empire Fies Erde.
"How do you guarantee the other party hasn't directly destroyed those contracts? If we exhaust our efforts to find this person for you, only to end up with a pile of shredded paper, wouldn't that make a complete joke of us?"
Leaning back on the bar