The man, along with the others dressed in identical white uniforms adorned with golden embroidery, stood tall, around 180 centimeters. He had short brown hair, and his thick brows gave him a naturally fierce expression.
I didn't know who he was, but I recognized his uniform instantly.
"They're from the Evening Sun Guild."
Joanna muttered next to me, instantly recognizing them from their uniform. I looked at her and then nodded my head.
"Yes, it seems like it."
I knew of them. They were a Guild with a fairly good reputation.
"...Are you not going to answer?"
The man once again spoke, his voice deeper than before as his gaze alternated between us and then the flare.
"No."
I shook my head.
"We weren't the ones to release the flare. In fact, we were coming here to rescue the ones who had used the flare."
"....."
