"I see...well, that's something, at least. But...are you really sure about this?" I frowned, feeling a bit conflicted.
"Yeah, the HUC has made its decision, we were pretty much at a consensus. Seeing how worn out you and the other X-Aces were, we have determined that this is our best course of action," Nodded Lachlan in response.
It was the next day, the 11th of January, 2171, a bit past 8 AM. Aria and I had been in the middle of getting ready to set out for today's raids, when I got a video call from Lachlan.
As it turns out, one of the Union's research teams had something of a breakthrough, and factoring that with overwhelming exhaustion of these brutal raids, the HUC has decided to call it off.
For these remaining two and a half days, we won't be raiding any more Dungeons. There's also the fact that, even with all the effort we've put in, we've barely made a dent in the total number of the Dungeons.
