Somewhere outside the city of Silvermoon. Late at night, a teen ranker could be seen traversing through the forest zone. He was constantly looking at a disk in his hands that had one arrow pointed towards the place the teen ranker heading towards.
'Hmm. There's an unknown F-Ranker some distance away from here. Reen, rejoice you'll get to have your late-night snack.'
Eren said to his demon beast. He wasn't going to hand the cultists to Marla after capturing them like he was ordered to do. Neither was he going to secretly follow them.
If one of the big shots of the city of Silvermoon was connected with the cultist, he didn't want to paint a bull's eye on his back by helping the case in any way. And he had his pet to feed anyway.
'Erni, don't use your katars for handling the food. You ruin it with your attacks and waste so much away. Waste not, want not. Let me take care of it nice and easy.'
