After seeing Redfield off, Lind had lost much of his desire to relax.
Lying on the soft sofa, Lind kept lamenting to himself that he was destined to toil. Even when he went out to unwind, he somehow managed to find himself a temporary job.
Redfield was a top-tier powerhouse, after all. His arrangements could not be taken lightly, and Lind had to oversee them personally.
Next, Lind called the person in charge of the karaoke establishment into his private room and told them to record the arrangements he had made today and relay them to Black Bird and Great Kun.
The Intelligence Department was to draw up a suitable plan and report to him tomorrow afternoon.
As the boss, if he was in a bad mood, his subordinates naturally had to share their boss's hardships as well as his joys. So Lind transferred the work to the Intelligence Department without hesitation.
As the boss, he only needed to oversee the bigger picture. His subordinates would naturally handle the details.
"Now it's time to relax!"
After giving the person in charge his instructions and having them arrange six singing companions, Lind sent them away, ready to enjoy this rare stretch of freedom.
Meanwhile, Adolf was experiencing a wondrous journey.
Adolf did not know what state he was in. If he was dreaming, wasn't this dream a little too real?
If he was not dreaming, why couldn't he control "his own" actions, only watch from a first-person perspective?
Adolf disliked the feeling, but after struggling for a while and finding himself powerless, he abandoned the idea of taking control of the body or escaping the dream.
He began learning about this peculiar world as an observer. Only then did Adolf discover that, although he did not know where he was, many