"Collaborate?"
The woman with eyes like pure moonlight set down her wine glass.
Her somewhat dark purple hair cascaded over her shoulder, and she, with two mismatched purities of color, was quietly observing the man across from her.
This was a hotel located within the Plain Ancient City, neither particularly luxurious nor dilapidated. Its interior wasn't as exquisitely opulent as a Noble mansion, but the two sitting at the table were surrounded by an inherent unique temperament, making it evident at a glance that they were no mere common Adventurers.
"That's right. What you desire is to save your homeland, isn't it?"
Hearing the man's words that spoke of her tribe's long-cherished wish, the woman's expression, as the Hero's mother, remained unchanged.
"This isn't something you need to worry about. My mission has been completed, and now there's only the waiting for the outcome."
"It sounds like you care even less than I do." The man, the Hero's father, mused softly.
