Michael exited out of the Elven village with a huge smile on his face. Both parties were extremely satisfied with the transaction, which was what made it all the better.
Once again, he had become a millionaire. He couldn't wait to spend it all.
Now, on to the Thunderfoot company, he said to himself.
But then, after a few seconds of thought, he stopped in his tracks.
How do I get there?
As talkative as Jot'un was yesterday, he didn't mention anything about his company at all.
Now, he knew that most human companies settled on the outskirts of the New Sparta bulwark, so he at least had a lead on where he could find them. And with his multiple Drones scanning the entire skyline of the city, he'd be able to eventually find them at least. He just had to keep his ears open for Jot'un's incessant profession of his unrequited love for Aerith.
But just as he was about to do that, he suddenly realized something. He didn't have to do that.
"Narito? Sasuki? Are you there?"
