"Marcus, aren't you going to do something about it? If this keeps up, everyone will starve!"
Marcus sighed and ruffled his hair. "If I could, then I would have done something about it. The thing is, we still need him."
"No, we don't."
All eyes went to Seraphina.
Ryu almost spat his water when she spoke. Since when did she dislike a person so much that her voice was so serious?
"Actually, we do," contradict Marcus, "He is the only one who's a Rank-A merc next to me. And though he's indeed a bastard, his strength is almost comparable to mine. We would need him if we wanted to search for the exit."
Ryu looked at Marcus. "Do you honestly believe that he will find the exit if he can't even bring in simple food?"
". . ." Marcus couldn't say anything to that.
"So what do you suggest? We kick him out?" Claire asked. "I don't mind since he's pretty much useless if he can't even do his task."
