The soft rhythm of Kimi's lute is heard from the back porch of Rumi's house.
"Are you not mistaken, sir? Jorge, who used to be in charge of that one big poppy field? What…. Ah, sorry." Elise, who was sitting on the mat, was bewildered.
"I'm pretty sure. Even though his face is half damaged, it's really Jorge." Raymund responded. "And he's also used a dragon again, though not as big as before. Maybe the size is not up to one-fifth from its predecessor."
"So, what should we do, sir?" Yua asked while reading the thin book her master gave her. The kunoichi was practicing a new skill.
"Our plan is straightforward, and you will carry it out tonight. Erbau said the construction must stop immediately." Raymund explained. "So, first..."
"Someone's coming." Kimi interrupted Raymund's words. The petite elf stopped playing her lute and noticed a hunchbacked old man opening the house gate.
"Rumi, I'm in!" The old man came in carrying a clay plate.
