"I still have some personal business to take care of. Can you wait for me?"
Skeeter, who was about to take the new recruit to meet Captain, said, "Sure. We'll wait for you outside the city."
"You won't run off, will you?" Annan asked, still uneasy.
Skeeter sighed. "We're the Dragon-Slayer Squad, not some Mercenaries with no credibility..."
After giving Annan the address, they left the Mercenary Guild.
The mercenaries outside had yet to disperse. When Skeeter and the others emerged, a large crowd gathered around them.
Annan returned to Black Widow's side.
"Black Widow..."
Black Widow held out her soft hand and inspected her nails. "Say my name."
"...Lucia, please do me a favor."
"You're too polite with me. It's as if I'm a stranger."
Annan had no choice but to sweet-talk her. "My Lucia, do me a favor."
Satisfied, Black Widow rested her hand on Annan's shoulder and stroked it gently. "Love, what would you like me to do?"
"I'm going with the Dragon-Slayer Squad to find Illymoyas, but Grand Lord Raymond won't make it easy for me. I need you to disguise yourself as me and put on another performance..."
By the time Kilian arrived with his men, the Dragon-Slayer Squad had yet to leave Main Street outside the Mercenary Guild.
"Stop them!"
In Golden City, Kilian did as he pleased.
They had barely started toward the other end of the street when a figure blocked their path.
"Kilian, where are you going?" Annan watched them with a half-smile.
"Annan Reeves?" Kilian slowed. "What are you doing here?"
"Is it strange for me to be here?"
Kilian pressed his lips together and looked toward the commotion in the distance.
"Annan" glanced back, then deliberately acted as though he had just realized. "Oh, you mean them? They're