"Here we are! It's inside, just through this passage… and we'll reach the slave black market."
"There's a place like this?" Seraphina's fury ignited, her dark red eyes blazing with a violent flame. "Damn it... I thought it was over once we dealt with that guy! Ada, why didn't any of you tell me about this?"
"Huh?" The young man froze for a moment. "Big boss, you didn't ask us."
"What... do I really need to ask?"
Seraphina, incredulous, turned to her current "follower."
"There are people suffering in other places... You can't just accept that casually, right? If you can't accept it, shouldn't you have told me directly?"
The young man was momentarily speechless, awkwardly scratching the back of his neck, unsure of what to say.
"Now is not the time to scold your subordinates, Miss Fenrir," Ansel said calmly. "Continue leading the way."
"Ah... I, I... yes."
