Around nine o'clock at night.
With the guidance of a local from Chenxi Port who was part of Galen's team, Liszt had already settled into an ordinary-sized inn in the Central District.
As an internet celebrity from the East Sea, it was naturally unfitting for him to show his face in public, let alone visit the adventurer's guild, a place teeming with prying eyes. He had two tasks for Galen.
One was to send the letter Liszt had written to Haywood of the Black Sail at Golden Palm Port— the faster, the better. The other was to hire some adventurers to run errands and inquire whether there were any relatives or friends of Mika's still in Chenxi Port.
You see, Aran had a system of collective responsibility.
But collective responsibility depended on the circumstances: it mattered whether it was an ordinary criminal case, or a case with severe implications or political considerations.
