In a bar in a small wilderness town, Roy and W sat at a table in the corner.
Although it was a town founded by Infected who had despaired of society and heard there was still a glimmer of hope here, in truth, it had long since become the plaything of certain people during its development.
Naturally, impoverished Infected could not come here. It was not that they were unwelcome, but that they had no money.
Thus, even during the day, no one besides the bar owner and mercenaries could be seen here.
"Are you sure the person you mentioned will come here?"
Holding up a glass of fruit wine, W asked.
Nearly half an hour had passed since the two entered the place. By now, W was almost done with her third glass of fruit wine. Still, she was not worried about getting the money back. Babel Tower could reimburse it, so long as she filled out a few forms after the mission was over.
"Of course. She won't go back on her word."
Swirling the blue liquid in his glass, Roy replied.
Roy had investigated the situation in this town before the mission began. That was why, when he had last contacted Chen Huijie and learned that she intended to use her vacation to come see him, he had chosen this bar as their meeting point.
Chen had not objected.
"Sorry I'm late."
Not long after Roy finished speaking, a familiar voice sounded behind him. When he turned around, he saw someone wearing a cloak woven from brown linen.
From the voice and the slightly exposed chin, it was clear that this was the person he had been waiting for.
"It's been a while. Looks like you've been doing pretty well lately."
Roy smiled as he gestured for