No. 10 Iron Ingot Avenue.
Entrance of the Ironfoot Legion headquarters.
"You're looking for Master Humbert? He's no longer at the new recruit training camp." The two dwarven guards didn't recognize Raine. One of them glanced up and down at Raine, shaking his head.
"Then, may I ask where can I find Master Humbert?"
"Well... I'm sorry, it's a military secret, no comment."
This...
Raine was somewhat speechless towards the stubborn dwarven guards.
However, recalling what Henry had mentioned earlier—there had been a major assassination incident in the Iron Hills, with security work significantly bolstered by at least two levels, it was understandable to encounter such situations.
But, if that was the case...
"Ah! Are you Mr. Rein?" At this moment, a dwarven officer who had just walked out of the headquarters saw Raine, his face lit up with joy, and he quickly approached.
"Who are you?" Raine seemed to find the dwarven officer in front of him familiar, but didn't know his name.
