Whoosh!!
An old man with long white hair appeared before Alexander and Yaniesvyl. His back was hunched, his beard was stiff, and he was clad in a dark robe bearing the symbol of the Gluttony Army.
"Welcome, friends from the empire."
The old man said with a slight smile. His voice was raspy, as if he hadn't spoken in a long time.
Alexander maintained his calm expression. He glanced left and right but didn't see anyone accompanying the old man. Although he couldn't see the others, he could still sense the presence of four more people hiding in the darkness.
'They think we're from the empire...?' Yaniesvyl silently glanced at Alexander, waiting for his response.
"What are you doing here?" Alexander asked.
"I'm afraid I couldn't tell you that, my friend. However, since you are here, I have a gift for you."
