After his talk with Aoi, Aren didn't get any useful information, rather he was left with new questions and a worry that clung to his chest.
He began wondering who had given information to someone that put him on the map of these people. Could it have been Gordon? Legion? But it didn't make sense for those two to do anything like that to him.
Gordon might be the one in charge of the entire Raven City, but it was made clear that he disliked the major powers like the Black Dragon and the Floating Palace. There was no way he would send Aren to somewhere that belonged to them,
right?
As for Legion, he hated every other organization more than Gordon, and lived for his Adventurer Guild. What could he gain by telling anything about Aren? There was nothing.
All this weighed on Aren's mind as he sat outside. The warm glow of the fire at the center of the circle illuminated his face, causing a shine in his eyes as he stared right into the flames.
