This time, we find ourselves in another arena, one resembling Server 1, though noticeably smaller. While it can still hold over two thousand people, it's a far cry from the grandeur of Server 1.
The crowd here is much thinner too. Taking in the scene below, Alucard and I exchange glances before heading to the seating lounge, where we settle into a pair of chairs.
"There are a lot of upper-class students here," I remark, noting the stripes on the uniforms of several students scattered around.
"That just means more money for us, right?" Alucard replies, flashing me a sheepish grin.
This guy… Just how far is he planning to take this? Before I can respond, he continues.
"Look, there's no point holding back here. It's a waste of potential. We can make a ton of money before we graduate, credits that we can exchange for real-world currency during the holidays," Alucard explains, his grin widening as if the idea alone fuels his enthusiasm.
