Chapter 65 - 64. Black Uniform
"Ashur!" a loud voice reverberated in Trinity’s parking lot, prompting the man with tanned skin to stop and looked back. A gorgeous woman just stepped out of her car, looking like she just came out of a commercial.
There was a saying in the sentinel community that Trinity’s secret recruitment condition was to be good-looking. At least, the executives and the people who always came in front of the screen did look like celebrities, and a lot of them actually were celebrities. The easiest example of this was their vice-guildmaster, Bassena Vaski himself.
People who didn’t like Trinity used this particular trait to call them ’agency’ as in entertainment company rather than a guild. The finance department didn’t care—one of the guild’s biggest revenue indeed came from the commercial works.
One of those celebrities was the pretty esper, who walked elegantly toward the man she just called, long legs swaying mystically like a peacock. "They said the Guildmaster is preparing something?"
"I don’t know," the man called Ashur shrugged. "You know I don’t really care about things like that, Rina."
She clicked her tongue and sighed at the man coming nonchalantly with a tracksuit to an executive meeting. "But what if it’ll influence the dungeon raiding?" she baited, knowing what the impassive man only cared about.
"Well, that will change things," the bored eyes suddenly flashed for a second. "But since we know nothing for now, I’ll just postpone my interest for a later time,"
"Ugh—you’re no fun!" she huffed and crossed her arms, and for a while, they said nothing inside the elevator bringing them straight to the twelfth floor. "How’s your raid by the way?"
"It’s suck—I don’t want to bring those guides with my team anymore—they’re useless," the expressionless face made an annoyed frown. "What’s the point of bringing guides to dungeons if they end up failing to guide because their mental state is shaken?"
She hid her smirk as she listened to his rambling. It was always fascinating how this fellow 5-star would only perk up at the mention of dungeons and raiding. She was sure that Ashur wouldn’t mind it if he had to live in one of the dungeons.
Haa...what a waste of a cute guy.