Or rather, they've changed their target.
From the fat sheep at the beginning, to each other.
This isn't surprising.
In the 'Nightless City,' hunters are often prey.
Behind the door, Jason listened to the commotion on the street, a faint smile curling beneath the mask.
Clearly, the seemingly 'Postman' trader is adaptive and resourceful.
But that's to be expected.
If they lacked such adaptability, they wouldn't have become the liaison.
"Without the 'map,' the plan is temporarily stalled. That 'big shot' and their 'collaborator' will undoubtedly warn me, their temporary pawn, but not excessively—because I now align perfectly with the tradition of the 'Nightless City,' and I've already had contact with that trader. If they swap me rashly, it might expose flaws."
"So, what form will the warning take?"
Jason sat back on the crate, a flicker of anticipation in his heart.
