"He's not here. It seems like he's out on some kind of mission."
DING—DING—
An old man tapped a wine glass twice with a spoon, signaling for everyone to quiet down.
He was dressed up as Alfred the butler from *Batman*. His main job was to provide logistical support for these "heroes," and he was also in charge of organizing events from time to time.
For a fee.
His real identity was the owner of an equipment shop. After meeting this group, he was shocked to discover that the bizarre equipment he couldn't sell was suddenly in demand.
The weirder a weapon looked, the more this group liked it.
Practicality is temporary, but looking cool is forever.
So, he naturally infiltrated this group of suckers—no, I mean, *perfect customers*.
Once the tavern quieted down, the shop owner said, "Alright, let's begin today's main event. Let's welcome Wolf Warrior, who will be showing us how to clean and maintain leather suits."
