With no new information, Qin Ran's speculation ended in a question mark.
Qin Ran shook his head slightly, banished the uncertain guesses from his mind, and looked into the distance.
As he walked, he drew ever closer to 122 Williamcomb Lane. The members of the Guardians stationed there also came into clearer view.
Two people stood there, one on either side.
Their outfits were almost identical: cloaks that covered their entire bodies.
Elsewhere, this appearance might have seemed mysterious, but in Giant City, it was perfectly normal.
The first thing players walking through Giant City learned was to conceal themselves, even with the system obscuring their faces.
When Qin Ran saw the two men, they also saw Qin Ran and Karls.
As the two turned in perfect unison to face Qin Ran and Karls, the latter's expression changed, and he let out a low cry.
"Damn!"
"It's the Pliffen Brothers!"
"They're both Entry Rank in agility, and they're exceptionally skilled at coordinated attacks!"
"They joined the Guardians a long time ago. They're among the organization's strongest members."
"Damn it!"
"Did I really draw both of them here?"
There was no hiding the surprise in Karls's voice.
Yet Karls was quick to act.
He drew his longsword and went on full alert.
Although he had a contract with Qin Ran, that did not mean Karls could simply stand by and watch.
Or rather, with his own life at stake, how could Karls possibly stand by?
But what happened next left Karls rooted to the spot.
"Deathbird?"
The older Pliffen brother, on the left, spoke first.
"Yes, Deathbird."
The younger brother, on the right, answered.
Then, after a second of silence, both turned and left.
They were incredibly fast!
The two pushed their Entry Rank agility almost to its limit, vanishing without