Sifa made himself display the caution a Hunter should have and did not immediately leave with the Reaper.
The lean, capable-looking man frowned. "If I meant you harm, I could deal with you right here."
At that moment, the interceptors behind them cried out in alarm. Explosions sounded from outside the street, and waves of fire rose into the air.
It seemed they had come under attack.
The Reaper said in a deep voice, "My companions are holding off your enemies for you. If you refuse to trust us, we'll leave at once."
Only then did Sifa say, "All right. I'll go with you."
The lean man nodded and led Sifa out of the alley. They occasionally turned corners and changed direction, occasionally taking horse-drawn taxis.
After moving around for a while, they arrived at the Factory District, near a cluster of warehouses.
Once they entered an empty warehouse, the Reaper lit several candles, allowing the candlelight to illuminate the place, then introduced himself.
"I'm Jerry Collins. Mr. William, I believe you've already noticed something."
"You've caused quite a bit of trouble in Trier."
"The official Beyonders have already noticed you. As for those people just now, believe me, you can't afford to provoke them."
"Now, only we can help you."
Sifa looked around, displaying the good habits of a Hunter, while deliberately and inconspicuously edging closer to the doors and windows nearby.
"Who are you people? Why do you want to help me?"
"You don't look like one of the Loen people."
Jerry Collins cleared his throat. "I wonder if you've heard of the Iron and Blood Cross Order?"
Here it comes!
Sifa shook his head. The Iron and Blood Cross Order was nowhere near as famous as the Aurora Order, though both worshiped the True Creator.
Jerry was