When he reopened his eyes, Arc found himself in the middle of a medieval city. Of course, he wasn’t in the center exactly, but he was in an alleyway, so no one had seen him materialize.

“So, we’re in Panitris. Who’s the target?”

In front of him was a green-eyed cat with blackish-blue fur: a Russian Blue.

“Be quiet. If the Panitris NPCs saw that you can speak, they’d be totally shocked.”

“I guess you’re right. Then, I’ll communicate through telepathy.”

Arc emotionlessly looked at Ellie as the latter let out a luscious meow~.

As if he’d been born wearing it, Arc’s entire body was wrapped in black, light leather armor. There was a gap between the top of the armor covering his nose bridge and the bottom of his hat, revealing his eyes, the only visible part of him.

“I should review the quest information first.”

“I’m not allowed to take things without prior authorization.”

“Yeah, that sucks....