Chapter 341: Goal (1/2)

”Another fugitive, tsk.”

”Technically no, that was just a mark of suspicion. They're only monitoring him. Poor guy probably just got caught up in something that was over his head.”

”Whatever it is, he's pretty stupid to leave the city. He's just asking to die. He hasn't even stepped out of the Third Dimension yet but he wanted to survive outside of the City Walls? Who do you think he'll fall to, an Invalid or a beast? Let's place some bets.”

The guards spoke as they pleased. To them, it was impossible for Leonel to hear them from so far away. And, even if they knew he could hear them, it was highly unlikely that they'd even care enough to stop.

”Well, what's his alternative? He probably couldn't find a place to stay and he was probably stupid enough to come here with a one way ticket. You think someone like him could even afford a ticket back to his own world?”

Leonel smiled bitterly. That was true, he had no way back to Earth for now. Though, that wasn't because he couldn't afford it.

Unlike Earth, Terrain had teleportation pads. This meant that Leonel didn't need to enter a Zone to earn a Tier 9 Black reward to go back. He just had to pay the appropriate fee.

There were only two issues with this: first, he needed Earth's coordinates.

This was simple enough, he could just ask the dictionary about it.

The second issue as much harder to deal with: he had to actually be allowed to leave.

Even though no one had ever said anything about his travel being restricted, the teleportation pads were still owned by the cities. Just like he could be rejected from entering their hotels, he would be stopped from using their other services as well.

As for why people who apparently couldn't stand his guts would stop him from leaving, that had an explanation as well… No one wanted to be complicit in the escape of a 'suspicious' entity. There was no way they'd help him.

The guards laughed amongst one another.

”Still, who do you think those fugitives they're looking for are?”

The guards fell into silence. All of them looked toward the rookie that asked such a stupid question as though they couldn't wait to skin him alive.

The rookie, seemingly realizing he said something wrong, lowered his head. He didn't even mumble an apology, hoping that no one acknowledged what he had just asked.

They all knew that Terrain was currently in a state of turmoil, a crossroads of sorts. Some wanted to ensure their world reached the Fifth Dimension while others felt that doing such a thing was useless.

As though the internal conflict wasn't bad enough, there were people pulling strings from the background… and it could be said that those who were pulling these strings were quite invested in ensuring that Terrain abandoned its chances of becoming a Fifth Dimensional world.

Leonel found the sudden silence of the guards to be quite interesting. It seemed as though this was another open secret everyone was aware of but didn't dare to speak of.

”Anyway!” The rookie tried to change the subject. ”I heard that another power suffered a loss at the hands of the Sword Monstress.”

The guards looked at the rookie weirdly.

”What kind of name is that supposed to be?”