A Filial Daughter's Visit

Eva moved with steady, deliberate steps, weaving through the intricate streets of Grieves City, the capital of Baltheves-402. At first, I worried she was wandering aimlessly, but the certainty in her stride told me otherwise—she knew exactly where she was going.

I glanced around, trying to commit the route to memory. The city's architecture was… strange, to say the least. The buildings looked like they had been molded from wet clay and left to collapse under their own weight before solidifying. Their centers of gravity were so low it felt like they were below the ground.

The Adventurer's Guild—a galactic organization closely tied to the Mercenary Union. Since their roles overlapped, it wasn't uncommon for someone to hold registrations with both. Along the way, we passed by a police station, a department store, and several government offices, yet there was still no sign of it.

After nearly an hour of silent walking, I doubted the guild was our destination.