Late at night.
[Heterodox Sect gathering place (the higher, the more luxurious; Secrecy -40)]
D60=45
The Mute Girl was wearing a sharply tailored black dress, walking unhurriedly along the street leading to the Noble District, while the Catcher, likewise in proper formalwear, followed half a step behind her.
"Are you sure it's that place up ahead?"
Though there wasn't a hint of hesitation in her stride, the Mute Girl still questioned him like this.
"Of course. Even if Big Sister doesn't trust me, you should at least trust the new ability you gave me." The Spiritual Message Catcher's expression was full of confidence, though there was a faint, almost imperceptible hesitation in the sound of his footsteps.
"But… are we really just going to walk straight into the gathering place like this?" In the end, the Catcher couldn't hold back and muttered in a low voice, "That's the turf of an adventurer noble, you know."
