「 The Underground Guild.... 」

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In the depths of the favelas, in a corner of a dimly lit underground passage with an old canal spreading like a spider's web, two people were facing each other.

「 Welcome, you must be a client. How did you find us? 」 (Robed Man)

One of them, wearing a gray robe over his head, said.