The Author's POV

[Caïssa - Headquarters]

"Here are all the files of the people you requested for me to find"

"Alright, thanks"

Without glancing at Smallsnake on my left, I took the files from his hand and threw them on the desk I was currently working on.

A week had passed since I learned about Ren's past, and nothing changed.

The renovations for the warehouse were pretty much done. With my limited budget, I could only redecorate the place to make it look more presentable, but there really wasn't any high-tech equipment nor training rooms here yet.

I was too poor for that.

"...What are you doing?"

Seeing me discard the files he had just given me, rolling his eyes, Smallsnake couldn't help but ask

"I'm making preparations"

"Preparations for?"

"Well, let's just say that in four months I'll be going on a long trip with a couple of people..."

Frowning, Smallsnake couldn't help but tilt his head in confusion

"...if it's in four months why do you need to start making preparations now?"

"You wouldn't believe me even if I told you"

I will be going to find a cure for a curse that has been universally acknowledged as something that didn't have a cure.

...was what I wanted to say, but he wouldn't believe me even if I told him so.

Moreover, I also didn't tell him that I was not going to be on earth throughout that whole trip.

So may as well just dodge the question.

"..."

the middle of his brows as

previously recommended to join our mercenary group, and I still don't understand

threw on the desk,

Ryan Polive, but why a

and Leopold's files,

Moreover from what I've been told, the beast they tame can't even increase in

Smallsnake, I continued scribbling on

said

to how many beasts they could tame. Normally

become stronger. Their strength was fixed. Meaning that if you tamed a ranked beast

you fed to it or how much time you spent training it, the beast

a new one,

where the real

to sustain a monster tamer were

beast probably amounted to the same costs needed to raise multiple

even get me started about the

still scribbling stuff,

files, he seems to

"Stop"

Sigh

my pen down, I leaned on my chair and

trust me. I know what I'm

-Flick!

pen that was rolling

random people

his head,

"No"

what's the point of asking? just wait and I will prove to you that my

a second, Smallsnake eventually nodded

"...alright"