"ID and permission letter please." The association guard wearing protective items and a helmet asked with a calm expression while the guard beside him glared at KiRA.
They were inside a room like place right now and behind these guards, there was a door leading to the connective area that opened inside the desert field.
The facility he was in right now was built by the association over a span of mere days, a fortress that was guarding the gates opening into the dangerous field.
He had rested enough and analysed enough of this city now so he was ready to divine into the field, the vast desert that he will have to return from in one piece.
"Here you go." As he handed the guard the association ID card and the stack of papers he had received from Ziggy, he recalled all the things he had heard around the city during his stroll yesterday.
'The players go to the desert just to hunt in the outskirts and still make more than enough to live comfortably for a while.'
