MEMORIES AND ABU HORMUZ

Episode 2 - Know Nothing

There were areas where there were buildings made of stone lined the streets, and there were also areas filled with wooden buildings. They are now on a rocky road full of so many intersections, that it is difficult to see where they are headed. Muddy water flows in the channel

the water is narrow on both sides of a wide road, but not in large quantities. The stench that might be human waste was smelled by their noses, but after a while of walking, the unpleasant thing was no longer felt.

Ruemedan Ahmad led a group of 12 people into the city that had been seen from the top of the hill. According to him, the city is called Atalante. This group passed through a number of humans who seemed to be the citizens of this city. Although the time is still early morning, busyness has been seen in several places in this city. The residents of the city stared at the newcomers as if they were exotic animals. But these twelve people also did the same thing because the citizens dressed quite strangely.

Their clothes were much simpler, unadorned, and somewhat shabby compared to their own clothes.

"What place is this.." the man never has trouble starting a conversation.”I mean, does this place look like a foreign country?”

"Ahh ..." the messy-haired man tilted his head to one side as if he knew the answer.”A foreign country. The state? Wait, which country am I from? Strange, I don't remember anything. I also don't remember my home address ... Why?”

"You still haven't noticed?" said the silver-haired man in low tone.”I don't remember anything but my name either."

The man was distracted by the silver-haired man's way of speaking.”Do not remember anything”, the connotation of the sentence is different when compared with: “I have forgotten”. Perhaps the same thing happened to the silver-haired man as well, which was when he tried to recall a certain memory, it just disappeared just like that just when he almost recalled it.

"Name?" messy haired man hits his chest.”My name is Marco ... But eee, I don't remember anything anymore. Memory lost? Seriously nih?”

"Then." the man also felt that he was playing the role of the fool. He did it accidentally, and he regretted it a little, but he can't stop now.”Sounds like you're having amnesia or something"

"Hey." Marco sigh.”If you want to play the fool, then do it with more. Say it with more confidence. If you say it with hesitation, then the laughs will not be funny and no one will laugh. Ah, never mind, let it go... So, what's your name?”

"You...’let her just’?", she played the fool..., no..., more precisely, she was indeed a complete fool. But what is his name? ”My name .. it looks like my name is Haruhiro."

The messy-haired guy, Marco, is acting more and more.”Seems like? Don't tell me you don't even know your own name! We're all here experiencing the same thing, right? We all remember nothing but our names, right?”

This man was such a bitch, Haruhiro thought, as he stared at the silver-haired man who kept walking behind Ruemedan Ahmad. What was the name of the silver-haired man? She wanted to know, but she was too afraid to ask him. Actually Haruhiro did not want to avoid the silver-haired man,

but it's still hard to ask that. Finally, he turned his curiosity to the straight-haired man beside him.”You, what's your name?”

The straight-haired man gave a smile to Haruhiro. He looks like someone who is very patient.”I'm Udin. I am glad that we are all the same age; for I would be awkward communicating with fathers or mothers.”

"Oh. Yeah, course. I would be awkward to call you Mr. Udin”

"Yes, of course."

Udin just smiled and Haruhiro responded without thinking. When viewed from the outside, Udin

looks like a good and trustworthy person. Meanwhile, the guy's name is Marco. As with the silver-haired man, Haruhiro was quite hesitant to ask questions of the flap-haired man who seemed to be less friendly. Haruhiro impressed that the showy-looking girl came from

from a completely different world to him. The glasses guy seemed easy enough to approach, but somehow, he also hesitated to ask him something.

What about the braided girl, the shy little girl, and the super little girl? The little girl

the shy one was closest to her, and Haruhiro wanted to start a conversation with the girl. For starters, maybe he should ask her name. But when Haruhiro opened his mouth to ask, he started to get a little nervous.

He said quietly, "Excuse me."

"I..YES ...?"

"Anu..uhhh…. And I didn't mean to find out…"

"My name is Gori !" men never have trouble interrupting in a loud tone, while posing strangely.”Forget this guy, let's start with the girls! How about we get to know each other?”

The braided girl tilted her head to the side.”Not ah."

"Awww ..." Gori who has never been hard, is tragically ignored.

Haruhiro thought it was some kind of distraction, but thanks to that he became a little calmer.”Erm, what's your name?”  ask her to a shy little girl, and Haruhiro tries as hard as possible to give very short questions as well as to.”I mean, it seems like it would be easier to have a conversation if we called each other by our names. Well, than not know.”

"Umm ..." The shy little girl lowered her gaze and hid her eyes behind

bangs, as if he was trying hard to avoid direct eye contact.

Her body was mediocre, yet there was something on her face that made her look so sweet. There must be something hidden from him.

"I'm sorry... My name is Alice.”

"You don't have to apologize."

"Sorry, it's a bad habit. Sorry, I'll be more careful.”

Alice trembled like a newborn baby deer. Is he really gonna be okay? Haruhiro was quite worried after seeing the little girl's behavior and he felt some kind of desire to protect the girl.

"You're quite tall," Haruhiro said to the big man but it seems quite well mannered.”How tall are you?"

The giant blinked, his expression somewhat blank.”Height? 165 cm."

"A hundred and sixty-five!?" Marco interrupts.”You mean, I'm pretty short when compared to your height?!”

"No, that's not true ..." said the giant.”I may be 182 cm tall. Oh. It seems my name is Barto."

"Deliver me 10 cm of your height, Barto!" Marco asks the impossible just as casually poke it.”If I get 10 cm, then my height will be 170s, and you're also 170s, so maybe I can be taller than you! Awesome, right?”

"I'd do it if I could..."

Haruhiro can only blame himself for being less interactive so Marco interrupts

taking over his conversation with Barto.”Your height is no more than 165 cm, maybe you're only 162 cm."

"Shut up! And is that bad for you? Judging from your appearance, you are no different from me!”

"If my height must be less than 165 cm.”

"You're like a donkey! A donkey who discriminates against others just for losing a few centimeters in height!”

"You're a rancid boy."

"Did you just say something? I can't hear you. What did you just say?"

"none. I didn't say anything.”

"Liar! You just called me a rancid boy, yes ‘kan! You can't fool these sensitive ears! I heard what you said! And it looks like you said: ‘come back to hell, you messy haired demon, don't you!!??"

"I really don't say anything like that."

"And you call me messy hair! No one can call me that name! Those are the words that are forbidden!”

 "I told you, I never said that. Don't accuse others of saying that he didn't mention.”

"I hear you! These demonic ears had heard too much! I listened so much that I became deaf! Whatever. For now, remember this carefully! I never forgive anyone who calls me messy hair! Anyone who does so will be sentenced to death.

Death sentence!"

"Hey messy hair," said the silver-haired man, turning around.”You're making a noise. Quiet.”

"Yes, um." Marco the messy hair looks obedient this time.”I'm sorry. I'll stop talking now."

"You should have said that you wouldn't forgive anyone who calls you messy hair" Haruhiro said, shrugging his shoulders.

"Idiot," Marco said in a whisper.”I am the type of person who chooses the time and the conditions. I was once called the Master Elector. I'll be the King of Decisions!”

"Yes okay. Be whatever you want, King of the Breaking."

"Not the King is broken, but the King of Decisions! When I become king, I will show you everything…"

"Hey, messy hair." The silver-haired man stopped and turned to look at Marco once more.”Quiet."

Marco immediately kneeled and bowed.”I beg your forgiveness!"

"Rather than being the King of Decisions," said Haruhiro, gazing at Marco below, "why don't you just become the King of prostration?"

"King Kudu?! No way! No matter how long I prostrate, I still look really cool!”

"Hey messy hair." The tone of the silver-haired man was now even more terrifying.”This is the third time I've warned you."

Marco knelt again, bowing so low, that his forehead touched the rocky path.”I'm really sorry for you! Please forgive me.”

This man was already a prostrate King, Haruhiro thought, but he never spoke of it. If Haruhiro said that, then Marco would continue to babble without end. They walked silently until Ruemedan Ahmad brought them to a stop in front of a two-story stone building.

The object above the building is a red crescent flag on a white background, and the same symbol appears on the sign.”PAS--CAD-LIMIT--AT ” was written there, but something was not right. Upon closer inspection, he knew that parts of the words had already faded, and some letters had fallen.

"No!" Ruemedan Ahmad pointed to the sign.”We have finally arrived! This is a famous place! Atalante Border Reserve Force, Red MooN Headquarters."

"Red MooN," Haruhiro took a breath, and looked at the sign once more. It is true that if the missing letter is added back, it will read: Atalante Border Reserve Force, Red MooN Headquarters.

"Let's go in!" While being pushed by Ruemedan Ahmad, they entered the building, and finally they knew that the inside looked like a bar. The room was spacious, equipped with tables and chairs, and there was also a counter table in the back. Behind the table stood a man with his hands crossed. There's no people

others are there.

"This is where I'm going to leave you!" Ruemedan Ahmad bowing to the man behind the table.”Bro-bro, are you going to be kind enough to explain all the details of the task that will be charged to them?”

"OK," the man called Bro replied, and waved at Ruemedan Ahmed. He splashed his body with a lebay stall.

"Then I say goodbye, see you!"

Tensions in the room seemed to rise after the door was swung and closed by Ruemedan Ahmad.

Perhaps this happened because of the way Bro looked at them, as if he was conducting an inspection. It is not true.maybe the main reason for this tension is due to the presence of Bro himself. He's very strange. Very quaint.

Bro leaned forward, placed his elbows on the table, and leaned his chin over the folded fingers. Haruhiro saw that the man had a split chin. Her hair is red. Her lips are black, but maybe it's just a lipstick. He had thick, long eyebrows that circled his eyes

it's blue ... Those sky-blue colored eyes made his appearance even more terrifying. Her face was covered with thick make-up, and her cheekbones were clearly visible as she thickened them with a bright red blush.

But, no matter how seriously Haruhiro looked at him, he still looked like an ordinary human.

"Hmm ... very good," said Bro, nodding. He straightened his body and continued, "Welcome, young kittens. My name is Bro Lan Victor. I am a commander, or if you want, you can call me 'boss'. I'm from the Atalante Border Reserve Force, Red MooN. You can also call me 'commander' or 'Bro'. It's all up to you, but make sure you call me affectionately like a child calling his own mother, okay?"

"Commander." The silver-haired man stepped to the front of the table, and he tilted his head to one side.”Anwser me. I understand that this place is called Atalante. But, what is that so-called Border Force? What is the Reserve Force? Why am I here? You must know something, ‘kan?”

"You have courage!" Bro commented happily and laughed.”I like kids like you. What's yourname?"

"Hectors. I don't like bad guys like you."

"Is that so?"

What happened next, Haruhiro did not quite understand. Bro's movements are not only fast, but smooth as butter.

"Hectors. Let me give you some reason" Bro said, narrowing his eyes. But by the time Haruhiro realized what was happening, Bro was already pointing the tip of the knife just under Hector.”'s chinNo one who calls me hate to live long after getting out of here. You seem like a smart kid, so you must understand what I'm saying, ‘kan? Still want to mock me?”

 "Really?" Answer Hector. Haruhiro gasped as Hector grabbed the knife with his bare hands. He gripped her quite hard while clenching his grasp, then blood flowed profusely from between his fingers.”I never had any intention of living longer, and my nature never made me retreat when faced with threats. If you intend to kill me, then kill me right now, Commander Bencong."

"Finally ..." Bro licked his own black lips and stroked Hector.”'s cheeksI'll do it again and again so perfectly, that you won't forget it.”

"You know," Marco whispered to Haruhiro, "when he said 'do', his intention might have been to do unusual things. Yeah, that must be it."

"What do I do?" Asked the braid-haired girl to Marco with a puzzled expression.

"Err, yahh, I mean ... He will put ‘itu’ in an undue place. You know right, ‘itu’ is the place where the ‘itu’ culture appears. You know what I mean? Aren't you, Haruhiro?”

"Don't start. If you start this conversation, then you have to take the risk later."

"It's freezing. Are you anti-social or something? The skills of people like you are below zero.”

"Hey, hey." Gori who never had trouble interrupting the dispute between Hector and Bro.”Didn't you two just meet? So, what's the point of arguing with each other? Let's forgive each other and forget about this matter! Dead we're having fun and making friends with each other, okay? Okay well? For me!”

"For your sake?" Hector scoffed and glared at him. But he finally took off the knife.

Bro also pulled his knife, and he wiped the blood-stained knife with a cloth.”There always seem to be people in a group. Eight men, four women. The number of women is quite a bit, but it doesn't seem to matter. Men tend to be better at fighting when compared to women."

Udin's eyebrows squinting.”A battle?"

"Oh, you hear me?" Bro chuckled softly. Then, Haruhiro repeated it in a slightly hoarse voice.”Fight."

"This place is the headquarters of the reserve army, so ..." Udin glanced down.”That means we're a volunteer team?"

"Fright!" Bro claps his hands slowly.”You look promising too. Exactly it. You can all become a volunteer team. Even so, you guys really have the option to reject.”

"Expert makes a choice...," said Haruhiro, patting Marco.” on the back.Looks like your talent is needed here."

"Oh? Uh! Right! Right! I ... needed?”

"You can all vote," Bro said as he flicked his index finger lightly at them.”Take my offer or leave it. And my offer is: enlist yourself as the Atalante Border Reserve Force, Red MooN. Well, you guys are going to start out as exercise participants, that means you

will learn how to become a soldier independently.”

"What.." asked the girl with a striking appearance, her expression looked terrified, "we have to do work as a reserve force?”

"Of course you have to fight." Bro flicked his hand in annoyance, as if he was reluctant to give an explanation.”Here, in the border regions, we as humans are at odds with other races. And those races are creatures that you can call monsters. The border force's job is to kill

those monsters and protect our borders. But honestly, it's not an easy job. You will be preoccupied with the work of protecting the Atalante area as the leading headquarters. That's where we, as a reserve force, are needed."

"In other words," the bespectacled man pushed his glasses up against his nose, "as long as the border troops were protecting this city, the reserve army came out to reduce the number of those monsters. Am I right?

"Actually." said Bro as he opened his arms wide like a flower in bloom. He did that to make it look sweet, but in fact, the sight looked rather disturbing.”Actually, we are part of the regular border troops. We protect the border not just by fighting. You will also be assigned to go outside the border to repel opponents who are about to enter the city. However, such a small-scale operation did not require a large number of regular troops. Moving with a large army requires: planning, logistics preparation, supply lines, and various other troublesome things. That's different on us.”

Gori nodded enthusiastically and more when listening to every description from Bro.”What does ‘we're different’?" mean?"

"Reserve squad." Bro folded his hands and twirled his fingers.”We are an adaptable and easily mobilized army. We'll guide, infiltrate, and guerrilla. We are tasked with weakening the enemy's ability to resist. Even if we cooperate with the regular troops, we will not carry out the same tactics as them. We are organized in small groups of about 3 to 6 people, and each group uses their own wits, the ability to

gathering information, and calculations when rooting out enemies. That's our job as Red MooN's backup force, and that's how we operate.”

"And ..." Hector bent the fingers on his right hand. Bleeding on his fingers seems to have stopped.”What if we refuse your offer to fight?"

Bro tilted his head to one side, then pushed his hips back. It is unclear whether it

try to joke or pose a threat with a funny pose. Whatever it was, her behavior was really scary.

"As I have said before, you can always choose the fate of each of you. If you choose not to become a member of the reserve force, you can leave this place right now, and never come back."

"Then, it seems like I chose to leave," Marco said. She rubbed her messy hair.”I still don't know exactly what is going on, but I am a passive person.”

"I get it," said Bro.”Well then, goodbye…. Be careful on the road."

"That's it!?" Marco, who had walked to the door, suddenly stopped and turned around by turning his heels.”You're as cold as Haruhiro! But wait a minute, if I leave now, what should I do?”

"Silver?" Udin's eyes widened as he reached into his pocket to look for something.”I forgot .. We need money."

Haruhiro ransacked the front and back pockets of his pants, but he found nothing. He has no money.

"Part-time work," Marci groaned and squeezed his face.”Well then, I'll have to find a part-time job periodically. Maybe…"

"Hopefully it works," said Bro, shrugging his shoulders with lebay.”Other jobs may be even tougher than being a volunteer team. Even if someone hired you, your salary would be so low that you would live by scavenging for sustenance. Maybe you will also start your career as a slave who became a subordinate of a Master.”

"Geez," Gori

hitting the side of his own head.”I don't deserve to work as

slave. I guess, there is no choice but to follow the training force route?”

"I repeat it again….It's up to each individual whether you sign up or not, everyone has their own freedom" Bro said, pointing his finger at each individual in our group.

Hector sighed long.”Then say briefly, what should I do next."

"Oh, Hector, you let me down. Aren't you listening? You must fight the enemy with

using your own wits, ability to gather information, and accurate calculations. That's how we operate.”

"So you're saying, we have to figure out for ourselves what we're going to do as a squad

training?”

"In short," Bro nodded. He placed a red coin-like object on each of the leather pockets whose total number was 12 pieces. Bri took one of the coin-like objects, which had a carving of a red moon.

"This object will serve as an identifier and symbol that you are a Red MooN training member. This will be the only proof that you are members of the training, so don't lose it. Well, you guys don't have to hold this thing all the time, anyway….. Anyway, if you agree to the contract and pay 20 silver, then you will become an official Red MooN training member. That is, you will be bound by various advantages and restrictions.”

"Wait a minute" said the fat-haired man. ”You told us to pay some money to register as a volunteer?”

"Yes. Is there a problem with that?”

"That's unacceptable."

"Are you able to buy food, clothes or do things without money? Don't complain about something if you've already paid for it. If you don't like it, then just go then die somewhere.”

Hector smile.”Although life is hell, we still need money, eh?"

"'Hell?'" Bro tilted his head to one side, it seems that he is not used to the word.”Yes, it seems like life is similar to that. That means, you have to figure out what you're going to do, and where you're going, but it would be wise if you paid the contract to be bound by Red MooN.”

"Well," said Hector, he took the Red MooN coin and his leather pouch. ”Members of reserve force training or whatever it is, I'll do it and get out of here."

The fat-haired man left after Hector, he took his red coins and a leather pouch. Girl

looking striking, Udin, and the bespectacled man did the same.

"I'll take it too, thank you very much!" Gori stated that, then she chose a coin and a bag. However, he also took out a second bag.

"Oi, you can only take one!" Bro touched him and slapped his hand.

Haruhiro could see no choice but to register. But for what? He doesn't know. Maybe for the money and survive in this place? If joining Red MooN was the only way to earn money, then he didn't see any other options, but part of him didn't like this at all.

Alice, the braid-haired girl, and the super-little girl all seemed hesitant. And so did Marco

and the giant Barto. Bro's sky blue eyes stared at them.”And what about all of you?"

"I have some kind of hunch that I'm going to get caught up in a trap" Marco muttered to himself as he moved closer to the table.

"If there is a will there must be a way, if there is no will, then there is no way ..” the braided girl said it while following what Marco did.

"Um," Haruhiro turned his head towards him.”It seems your words are wrong."

"Oh, but that's true anyway?" The braid-haired girl turned to look at him as she grabbed her coins and dick.”As Vina remembers it.”

"That's the problem. The correct sentence is: 'where there is a will, there is a way.'"

"Oh, I get it. But isn't ‘If there is a will there must be a way’ sounds more cute? Vina thinks that cute is also important.”

"Yes, I think your cuteness points went up a few levels."

"Yep!" the braid-haired girl was apparently named Vina, and she was just giggling with a sincere expression of joy.

While Haruhiro was talking to her, the super-little girl had also picked up red coins and leather bags. There are only 3 people left who have not taken their share, and they are: Barto, Alice, and Haruhiro himself. For some reason, Haruhiro did not want to be the last person to take the bag, so he took it

faster than the last 2. As Haruhiro was examining the contents of the pouch, Barto slowly approached the counter table, and took his share. Alice was the last to take hers.

"Congratulations," Bro clapped his hands while showing off a smile at them. ”You all are Red MooN training members now. Work harder and work independently as soon as possible, okay? When you have become a full member, you can even go back and have a conversation with me. You can meet me if you want to discuss anything you want.”

Suddenly, there was a sound of a bang accompanied by a snort. When Haruhiro turned his head towards the voice, he saw that the flap-haired man had already fallen to the floor. It happened so quickly, to the point that Haruhiro saw nothing, but it seemed that Hector had kicked the livid-haired man to the point of falling. Was Hector on purpose

fend for? Butwhy?

"Wake up" Hector said with an expressionless face.

"What are you doing?!" the flap-haired man shouted while rushing to his feet. Hector pushed her back down, until he made her crawl on the floor.

"What's wrong?" Said Hector.”Wake."

"********, what the hell are you doing?"

"When you look at me, you must think: ‘is he stronger than me or am I stronger than him’, don't you think? I'll show you. Get up quick."

"Damn!"

Hector waited to attack when the smack-haired man tried to get up again. That was obvious, even for an impromptu observer like Haruhiro. All the smitten-haired man had to do was withstand Hector's attack. But that's not the case, the smug-haired man tried to dodge. Hector punched before his opponent could dodge, then he kicked him again. Hector gripped the ear, pulled it, and with a loud groan, his opponent bent his knee. Not just once, but the attack happened several times in a row. Hector then grabbed the head of the fat-haired man with both hands, then gored him

at full strength.

There was a loud cracking sound and his opponent collapsed to the floor in a kneeling position.

"You're really stubborn" Hector said as he tapped his opponent's head with his finger. Blood dripped from the forehead of the flap-haired man who changed color to be extremely red. ”Your name?"

The fat-haired man still collapsed with one hand on the floor, and his knees could still support his own weight. He maintained that position probably because he assumed that falling into a slump was not something to be proud of.

"I'm Ron. You are very strong, the basis of ******.”

"You're tough enough. Join me, Ron.”

"Ah. It could be.”

"alright. Who else wants ..” Hector glanced around the room, and his eyes stopped at Udin's figure.

Udin returned Hector's gaze, and his eyes did not even budge.

Then, Hector turned away from Udin just like that, then he focused his attention on men instead

bespectacled. ”Looks like you can fight right. Come with me."

The bespectacled man blinked a few times, then crossed his arms over his chest. He pushed

his glasses up his nose and nodded loudly, as if someone was tugging at his chin. ”Good..good. Name's Putra. Thanks for taking me, Hector.”

Hector smiled cunningly, then his eyes were fixed on Haruhiro.

Whahuh? Me? Could it be that I caught his attention .. thought Haruhiro. He was shocked, as if his heart

jumped inside his chest. Hector's appearance was not only powerful…. But he had already proved his true strength by defeating Ron so easily. He also has the ability to think quickly and take action appropriately. Apparently, it was difficult for Haruhiro to work with Hector without

accompanied by fear, but if he can overcome that fear, then Hector is a very reliable member of the group. If Haruhiro joins Hector's group, things will be much easier.

Haruhiro admitted that. Yeah, he wants to join Hector's group. He wanted it so badly.

But he was soon disappointed. Hector, just ignored him and changed his gaze on someone else. It seems Haruhiro is not worthy enough in Hector's eyes.

"You, that dwarf."

"Yes?" the super-little girl answered him with a cute voice. He was the smallest of the twelve members of the group, and so was his voice.

"Come," Hector gestured with one hand.”Chibi" looked puzzled, but she moved closer to Hector staggered, then looked at him. Hector patted his head.

"You seem to be useful, so come with me."

Chibi nodded.”Okay." Okay." His face was red, like the color of a boiled octopus. It seemed, the role of the girl within Hector's group was nothing more than a mascot.

But, Hector said that he'd be useful later? Really? Hector has assumed that the little guy will

more useful than Haruhiro. He felt sad and angry.

"We're leaving" said Hector, gesturing with his chin to the exit.

As Hector, Ron, Son, and Chibi began to leave the place, the striking-looking girl shouted

something, "Wait! Take me with you!"

Hector sighed short.”I don't need anyone who's useless to me."

"I'll do anything" he said, clinging to her. ”My name is Sasa. Please, I'll

do whatever you ask…. Anything….."

"Anything?" said Hector while pushing him away.”Never forget those words."

"Not going to."

"And don't touch me without my permission."

"I understand."

"Alright. come."

"Thank you, Hector!"

Sasa opened the door and Hector's group moved out. Sasa was the last one out. When the door

closed back, all that was left in the room were the 7 people that Hector had rejected.

"Well," Gori frowned and scratched her head.”I also want to join Hector's team. Hector and Ron are invincible in the fight, Son looks like a smart guy, Chibi is sweet, and Sasa is also sweet. It was a good party. But there's no point in complaining about it now. I'll go look around the city. Bye bye!"

After just saying that, Gori left. Haruhiro's eyes crossed with Alice for a moment, before they finally turned their faces away.

"I think I'll go too" said Udin as he headed for the exit.”We're not going to get anything by standing here without acting. I'll look around and find out what I can find. See you later.”

"Well, see you later" said Haruhiro, and he waved to bid farewell. Inwardly, Haruhiro felt that it would be better if he followed Udin Unlike Hector, Udin was more approachable, and he looked like a kind-hearted man. Apparently, he's reliable.

Haruhiro doesn't care about Marco, but what about Alice and Vina? What are they planning to do next? And Barto is still here. Oh, true. If they all followed Udin together, maybe they could. Udin is gone. However, if they were to chase after Udin now, it seemed like they could still catch up to him.

"Hey, everybody, let's all follow Udin. There is no point in staying here ..” Haruhiro said that as the door opened abruptly.

Is Udin coming back for us? That's what Haruhiro thought, but it wasn't. The person who enters the building

it was a different man. It seemed like he was older than Haruhiro and the others. Her upper and lower bodies were covered with skin, and she wore a kind of hairy hat on her head. There was also a bow and arrow holder hanging on his back. His eyes were as sharp as a fox, and his mouth was slightly crooked.

"Good morning, Commander."

"Ouch…. Ouch" Bro turned to the man.”Aren't you Ragil. What the hell's going on? Is there something you need from me?”

"No. no, no," the man called Ragil said as he glanced at Haruhiro and the others. ”I heard that another group just arrived."

"The news blows quickly. I have just arrived 12 people, and now only 5 people are left here.”

"Just the dregs left, huh?"

Marco started grumbling.”Problems you?"

"Is there anything else?" Ragil said as he glared at Marco, before he finally turned his gaze to Haruhiro and the others. The man analyzed them all briefly.”Hmph. Our group just lost a giant, so…. Hey you big body.... seems you fit.”.

Barto appoints himself.”…I?"

"Yes you. Who else is the big man here? We'll ask you to join our party, and you'll be taught rope skills. We'll even lend you money. This is an amazing offer. If you're smart, you won't miss this opportunity.”

"Ah, okay ..."

"Seriously, Barto? You're going with him?” Marco snatching left arm BArto.”Don't do that. It's clear he can't be trusted ..”

"Ah, right ..."

"I can't be trusted!? Forget him, and join me!” Ragil pulled another arm of Barto. ”Experience if there is a training member who ignores the invitation to join a Party. You should be grateful!”

"Uh, okay ..."

"Don't let him trick you, Barto! ******** traitors never want to be treated like traitors!”

"Eh, um. ow ... pain ..."

Marco unleashed. ”Oh, sorry, sorry."

"Let's go!" Ragil jerked Barto with all his strength, and dragged Barto out.

Alice's shoulder squeezes.”... He's gone."

"In that way..." Vina counted the remaining people around her, and pointed at each individual. One, two, three; Haruhiro, Marco, Alice. And the last one is himself. ”Everything is four.”

"Until when do you stand there" said Bro, yawning, "Are you all planning to stay here? I'm a busy man, and I have a job to do. If you guys are just gonna stand there, then I'm gonna kick you out.”

Marco looked like a dog whose tail was between his legs, and he turned to Haruhiro and the others.”Let's go?"

"Yes" Haruhiro

replied with a lame and pitiful expression.