After setting the schedule to trace the source of the [Residual Filth] starting tomorrow, Wuming put on the red ghost mask and was about to leave.
Lann watched her back, tilted his head, and raised his hand to call out.
"Wait a minute."
Seeing Wuming stop and turn back, Lann spread his hands towards her.
"Where are you staying now? We should keep in touch, right?"
At this point, Wuming scratched her head: "I'm staying... remember that alley we just passed on that street? I'm staying overnight at a tavern there."
Looking at the somewhat clumsy Demon Hunter in front, Lann recalled slightly.
The place Wuming mentioned, even in Iwamura Castle's not-so-large Castle Town, was the most rudimentary place.
What she referred to as a tavern was essentially a household supplementing income by converting their house into a tiny shop that could seat two people.
So Lann just crossed his arms and tilted his head at her: "Are you... really short on money?"
