The Skeleton Soldier Failed to Defend the Dungeon

Rena held out her hand and asked, "You’ll need identification, right?"

The shadow of her arm swayed slowly under the torchlight, and at the end of it were two ID tags. Her casual attitude, as if bringing something obvious, left me speechless for a moment as I stared at the IDs. They had black ivory with red lettering on them. I looked at the information written for me.

When did she prepare all this?

"Take it. Until the operation begins, live under this identity."

"It seems like there’s more than one."

"You came with that young lady, didn’t you? Of course there should be two."

There was the tea party matter as well. I had been planning to ask Rena to prepare a temporary ID for Rubia, but before I could even ask, she had already provided it.

I was impressed. She couldn't have been certain I would come, yet she had prepared this much in advance.

"Why are you so quiet all of a sudden?" Rena asked.

"I’m just surprised by how prepared you are," I replied.

"These are just the basics. Don’t get the wrong idea. It’s not like I made it just for you."

"Then what?"

"We’re an information guild. We have extras ready to go at any time… no need to be so to...