A loud and deep sigh echoed throughout the mercenary hall as a woman walked around, tidying up the place.
For one of the first times since the Greed faction's creation, the mercenary hall was completely empty. Only Jessica was inside the hall, and she was doing the routine cleanup.
"Hello, Jessica." A low and could voice entered her ears and made her jolt up in fear. Looking around, she already had her dagger in her hand, ready to stab anything and everything that got too close to her.
However, just when her blade was about to slash the person behind her, it suddenly stopped...
No, it was her body that had stopped involuntarily. She couldn't move a muscle toward the person behind her because he body simply no longer allowed her to.
"Mast-... Sir... What are you doing here?" She forced a smile and took a step back, however, after seeing Silas' silence, she began to panic.
Sweat dripped down her face before she made a hand sign and spoke-
