Chapter 122: Thirty-First Floor, Whale Hunt (5)
“I spoke with Roxanne earlier! Tell her I’ve found a solution!”
In response, I heard low murmurs echoing from the other side. Moments later, a familiar figure stepped gracefully from between the trees.
“Am I mistaken, or didn’t we already speak earlier today?"
Roxanne’s lips curled into a faint, teasing smile. It was clear she wasn’t being serious, but instead playfully bantering.
With no clever comeback, I speechlessly returned the smile.
She picked up where she left off. “You’re quicker than I expected. I admire your decisiveness."
“It’s not so much decisiveness as it is the right circumstances. The airship I arrived on is still docked at a temporary station."
“A temporary station? I wasn’t aware there was one near Mount Tumay."
“It’s at Peak Twenty-One."
“Ah, on the mountain range's outskirts. I suppose it was constructed for the hunting party.”
I shrugged. I didn’t know the specifics, and the details hardly mattered. “I believe it’s best to act now. What’s your opinion?"