Bonn sat by the Rhine.
It was a city growing out of a small village, which once made its living on ferrying and fishing; the earliest records of the city could be traced back to 2000 years ago. Bonn was both bucolic and modern—despite the urban style of the city, the natural landscape was kept intact as well.
Right now, in a pub in the downtown area, a man and a woman were chatting over their drinks. The man was blonde and had a wonderfully pretty face; the woman was a brunette with beautiful green eyes.
She was quite young—in her early twenties at most. Her face was bare of any makeup, though her fingernails were painted bright red. Her slender fingers raised the glass to her lips, which she took a sip from. She then said in resignation, "I don't know what got into Sophia's head, sending us two newbies to attract fresh believers, not to mention to a dangerous place like this."
