"Suspecting that Chaotic Believers have infiltrated Minte City, to help defend the city, they want the Mercenary Corps from the two major financial groups stationed outside South and North Cities to enter the city?"
The bright and opulent lights shone over an office adorned with various decorative items and artworks, as well as the magnificent desk embedded with gems.
The man seated behind the desk set the document in his hands onto the surface, rubbed the corner of his forehead, and scoffed, "They might as well tell me to point a gun at myself and then hand the gun over to them, yes—and load it for them, too."
"Mr. Lockte, the two financial groups have sponsored our campaign foundation and have promised..."
The figure in the slightly pilled silk suit standing in front of the desk, softly began speaking to the man behind it.
"But I've already allowed them to cross the fifty-kilometer safety line to be stationed right outside the city gates,"
