(In the Southern Part of the First Continent)
The hot wind carried with it the scent of scorched earth and salt, sweeping over the cracked plains of former barbarian territory now inhabited by different races.
In between two buildings made of a strange kind of clay, a figure stood cloaked in black.
"I'm sorry I'm late, Master."
The voice of a young woman rang out as she appeared out of thin air.
The strange figure glanced at the woman, who was respectfully kneeling. "Zero, isn't Cherry meant to be with you?"
Zero lifted her head so he could see her face beneath the cloak. "Mistress Amelia asked her to gather information regarding an A-rank mana beast."
Arthur lingered for a moment. 'So Amy sent Cherry on a mission?' He sighed. 'Well, I didn't particularly need her.'
He nodded. "Okay, have you gotten the information regarding that?"
