"Phew… just as I had guessed, this group, almost wiped out in the war and recently reappeared, indeed lacks money.
If the upcoming journey could also be smoothed over with money, things would be much easier."
William gazed upward between the towering peaks, noting that the female Blood clan with mosquito-like traits had not returned to the factory but floated between the peaks, seemingly wanting to enjoy his forthcoming performance.
Feeling the gaze cast upon her, the woman swayed her slender arms and even sent a seductive look his way.
Confident there was no mistake, William continued toward the Skin Factory.
"Thirteen, let's go... at least we can be sure that the Blood clan in the air won't interfere anymore."
Descending the last connecting mountain before the factory, the raging Blood River was the only obstacle.
