45.3 Meanwhile?

VESPER

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Vesper huffed on her last cigar as she watched the kid leave. She might've not gotten the kid's name, but at least she got her supposed guardian's name as she heard the kid scream it out loud.

"What a coincidence..."

Letting her gaze watch the kid disappear into the distance, the Head Intellect couldn't believe that she somehow got the idea to take a rare smoke break outside just so she could meet one of these mysterious foreigners running around in her city. Her fragmented attention had somehow planted the idea in her head, allowing her to have a cursory glance on at least one of the new sellswords selling their services to the City-State.

"Shizu then..." she whispered to herself, her mind already busy counting down the time. "Sounds Kattleynan enough..."