"Did you see that, Nobu-san?" Seki asked, her attention focused on the person with a dog who had just passed by them.
"Yes, Seki-Sama," he replied, a bead of sweat dripping from his forehead. "That person's movements were too fluid. I could tell he was very skilled just by the way he walked."
As a ninja specializing in stealth and covert missions, Nobu was used to encountering other skilled shinobi. But he hadn't heard a single footstep.
Then, a realization struck him. "Seki-Sama, that person matches the description of the unknown fighter who will fight Alfonso!"
"Are you sure, Nobu-san?" she asked skeptically.
"I'm sure, Seki-Sama."
"If the person we saw is going to face off against a well known Platinum Mercenary, just how strong is this Alfonso?" she pondered aloud.
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Reign ordered 2 dozens of steaks and fed them to Wick, pretending to eat one himself to maintain his disguise among the patrons.
