Rox and Roxy looked at each other and whispered with a voice that could be heard meters away.
"What are they talking about?"
"I don't even know."
Ren knew the siblings had a few loose screws in the head, and he explained further, "We provide services to guilds and players, helping them in dungeons, raids, fight bosses, and even get first blood."
Rox and Roxy's faces brightened. "Oh, I see."
"I think they're like Ren. Funny how his name is also the same?" Rox exclaimed.
Ren coughed between his fists and pretended not to know what Rox was talking about.
Rox then faced Ren with a sad smile. "Sorry, but . . ." he opened the door wide and added, "As you can see, there's no one here but us."
Ren and Leonel stared at the empty hall of Fighting Lamb's guild. The place's interior was cozy, with logs and wooden planks as the primary materials. It was small, around 100 sq. meters, with a round table and chair at the center.
