Capital City, Core Area.
A luxury mansion, rooftop.
An old man in his sixties was floating in the swimming pool wearing a floating tube, seemingly enjoying his free time with a relaxed smile on his face.
The wind breeze felt particularly cold, refreshing, and comfortable today, and the night sky was adorned with stars and the bright moon.
"Ah, this is life; it's a good thing I retired; living like this and spending the rest of my days in luxury is not a bad idea at all…"
Just when the old man was having a relaxing time, his phone, which was placed on the chair placed beside the pool, rang.
The old man lazily reached for the phone while still standing in the swimming pool, and an annoyed look appeared on his face as he took the call.
Yo! It's your beloved author here!
It seems Jareth finally finished the organization too... let's goo!!
Question of the day.
Would you have forgiven the assassins or not?
(Tell me in the comments.)
By the way, don't forget to use those power stones!!