Chapter 54: Winding Down

Soujin let out a tired sigh and rubbed his temples while making his way through the courtyard late at night. His head was still spinning from that damn meeting with Kodrine. The guy talked like being a swordsman meant you were born in debt. Hell, maybe he was right. Past Soujin sure as hell didn’t think about that. Past Soujin was an idiot.

That’s when he spotted Bellar.

She was strutting out of Squad 8’s workshop, hauling a crate that looked way too damn heavy for someone her size. Very Sketchy. Soujin narrowed his eyes.

“Oi, Bellar!” he called while making his way over. “What’s with all the junk?”

Bellar turned, saw him, and flashed a smug grin. "Oh, this?" She gave the crate a solid pat like she was proud of the damn thing. “This right here? This is our golden ticket to actually pullin’ off this Cera thing tomorrow. Turns out Ketto is da man.”