Stepping out of the cab, Conrad and Hermia looked around the streets of the Arlet District, one of the Lindorwic Sect's most notorious locations.
It wasn't far from where they were, but it would have taken them an hour to get here on foot compared to the 20-minute taxi ride. And by then, the night would have already settled in, which would be more dangerous.
As a trained assassin, Connie wasn't worried about his own safety. It was the green-haired woman beside him who he was worried about.
If an enemy showed up, he could easily take them on if they were weaker than him. It would be hard if they were of comparable strength, and if they were stronger, he'd just make a run for it.
—The question was, will he be, no, can he be able to protect her?
_There's no way someone that powerful could be living in this dump_
