Adam returned to the hideout.
Luca was in one of the rooms, presently trying to become a Templar Paladin. So Adam did not disturb him.
Somehow, Adam felt that the man did not need his help in advancing. Just judging from the number of artifacts Luca carried with him, he could tell that the man had some deep background.
Since Luca had never bothered mentioning it, Adam did not bother asking.
Thankfully, the Paladin had left a few gourds of wine in the hall.
"How thoughtful," Adam murmured.
He uncorked one and poured it into a cup. Then he began his journey to intoxication. If not for the constant screams of monsters outside, as well as the spooky atmosphere of the hideout, it would have made for a wonderful spot to drink.
"At least, the moon looks beautiful," he said quietly, gazing at the red celestial body through the arched window.
Beside him, Valerian slept peacefully in his cat form. Adam gently stroked the little fellow's back and smiled. It was a sad smile.
