"When?"
Christos was startled at first, then asked.
"Before tomorrow noon, we must ensure that the Legion Commander can return to Dawn City before tomorrow noon."
A somewhat hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone, "Exit through the north gate. Leave immediately. Delay will breed changes. A moment later, there might be an exotic beast attacking the city."
"There's trouble in South City."
Christos set down the bracelet and turned to look behind him.
A silver-haired man with a ponytail was sitting on the sofa.
"Theoretically, the likelihood of this happening is extremely low; they have nothing to gain," mused the silver-haired man, leaning back on the sofa, "unless there are some factors we're unaware of mixed in."
"Do you believe him?"
The man with a big back and a cigar in his mouth walked out from the shadows among the sofas.
After a moment of thought, Christos nodded gently,
