"Ms. Hamerton, please don't be angry. I'm just worried about you."

"Enough!" Persephone was upset. "Worried? Where were you all when it mattered?! All of you are extraordinary experts, but the moment we arrived in Flinge, everyone went missing!"

Seamus lowered his head, embarrassed by her scolding.

"If it weren't for Morpheus, I'd probably end up in the red-light district as a corpse!"

"Miss..."

Persephone turned her back in annoyance. "And, I've said it before. Drop the address in front of Morpheus!"

"Alright."

calmed down. She turned to him and asked, "You brought me out here. Was there something else you wanted to

in Flinge, we were targeted by

expression changed. "Who are

from Centrolis. Even if Mr. Hamerton came, he wouldn't be able to control these local powers immediately. They have their rules and criminal methods, making it challenging for the local

"Are they targeting us?"

on that street draws the factions' attention... In short, we've run

identity, but she has most likely investigated you. With her capabilities, discovering your identity should not be

frowned, biting

self-centered life. Her focus was solely on finding her childhood friend, causing her to overlook the family supporting her and the harm that her recklessness brought upon

although our people were ambushed last time, we've learned some information... I'm afraid you won't find the person you're looking

Persephone was taken

saying, "Greta

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