Another few days passed. That morning, Zich left his residence and headed straight for the First Shelter branch of the Players Association.
Because of the recent attack, Arthur had not returned to the Fourth Layer. As such, the lord of the First Shelter had set up a temporary office for him in the First Shelter branch of the Players Association. Through the massive floor to ceiling windows, one could overlook the First Shelter below.
When Zich pushed open the door, Arthur was standing with his back to him by the window, holding a document in his hand, seemingly deep in thought.
"Sit."
Hearing the door open, Arthur spoke without turning around.
Zich didn't stand on ceremony. He walked straight to the sofa and sat down before asking, "Any progress with the investigation?"
"We've made some headway."
Arthur turned around and placed the document on his desk, though his expression showed little relief.
