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Travil Town.

In a certain area.

It was night.

A man wearing a leather jacket with relatively long hair standing leaning on the steel barriers. He constantly sighed while looking at the moonlight reflected in the water, perhaps reminding him of some past events.

"David? Why are you still here? Let's go." A young woman said from behind him.

The man shook his head, still looking at the water. "Let me reminisce about the past. At this point, that's the only thing I could do with my will."

"You can reminisce some other time. The target could be arriving at any time. We can't afford to screw this up."

David smiled. "Do you actually think that the target would arrive at this time? Put yourself in his shoes and what would you do?"

The young woman snorted. "If I was the target, I would come here right now."