Chapter 50 - 49. Nostalgic Voice
The agents sent by Director Lee Minho to the Central that afternoon went with a light heart. Trinity wasn’t really desperate for new recruits, and it was rare for someone new who filled Trinity’s requirements to emerge from monthly measurement.
So in a way, going there was as good as taking momentary rest.
Certainly, they didn’t expect to discover an A-class to come out of nowhere. And surely, they didn’t expect that their Vice Guildmaster would come looking like he wanted to wage war.
And now, they had to drive said A-class guide and the Vice Guildmaster to the guild with their back drenched in cold sweat from the cold silence filling the car.
The guide was nonchalantly leaning back with his arms crossed, calm eyes looking outside the window as if he was enjoying the scenery. Their boss, on the other hand, had his eyes closed and his brows deep in a frown. He buried his face in his palm for a while, before letting out a long, heavy sigh.
"What...why..." Bassena broke the silence with incoherent words. "What are you doing there?"
"Take a measurement, getting my license," the guide answered casually. He was so at ease that the whole tension felt ridiculous.
"...you never think of calling me first? Or Shin? Or Trinity? Hell—not even Mortix?" for the first time, the HR staff heard Bassena sound exasperated.
"I don’t know how," the guide shrugged. "I don’t have that commlink thing."
Bassena opened his mouth without a sound, looking down at Zein’s wrists, and let out another sigh. "So you just went straight to the Central?"
"I didn’t," Zein tore his gaze from the scenery, for the first time since he entered the car looking at Bassena. "It just so happened that the bus stop is not that far from the place, so I thought why not," he shrugged, before tilting his head with cold blue eyes. "I have no idea that you have the right to regulate my activities, Mister Vaski."