The "sister", a woman that Leinster would definitely be familiar with— not with her face but with her weapons, nodded at her brother with a solemn face.
"I know. I see him."
But this time, the woman didn't immediately attack Leinster.
On the other hand, she looked at him with complex emotions in her eyes before she tore her gaze away and looked at her twin brother.
"Brother, I think my attack won't work twice. It's now your turn."
"Huh? Me?" The man was visibly surprised.
Although they were both veterans and their abilities were suitable for being assassins, it was usually his sister who attacked the enemies while he focused on clearing the ruins.
Now, his sister wanted him to attack?
With what? Spreading the poison mist, alarming even the local customers?
The woman sighed at the man's innocent question and slowly whispered to the man.
"Ah? Ahhh, oh! Yeah, yeah!"
The man's face slowly brightened and he nodded his face like a chicken pecking at rice.
