Yuri Slave (GXG) (GIRLXGIRL) (GL)

27

Three days passed since Dain was killed and Ink was saved. During those three days, the West district was surprisingly too peaceful, and there was no hint that the Church might come attack Flamm and her friends. It was a rather anticlimactic development. Perhaps they didn’t realize that Ink was saved, or perhaps they thought it wasn’t such a big deal to them.

That being said, the town was so quiet it seemed unnatural, which brought nothing but discomfort to Flamm who is making her way towards the guild. She took a left on the next corner she came through, and as she entered a somewhat narrow road, she could feel the wind, smelling like mud, blowing between the weathered walls.

Flamm scowled, swiping her golden-brown hair away from her cheek with her slender fingers.

“It’s too quiet…” whispered Gadio, clad in his coat.

It seemed that the man had been staying in the house he owned in the capital, but this morning, he came to Flamm’s house and invited her to “come to the guild”.

The girl looked up to the man’s face from his side.

“It doesn’t look like the church is going to attack us either.”

“At least I think those folks from the Spiral Children are too busy looking for a new base or something.”

In just two days, the day before yesterday and yesterday, Gadio had managed to find Mother’s location, seemingly pinpointed through the information he obtained, and the clues provided by Ink.

In the end, the location he raided was already deserted when he got there, but he’s sure that at least that’s one of their hideouts removed. There’s no way that they could possibly made several underground facilities in the capital, so it is highly likely that Mother and the 4 children are out there looking for a new home.

“Other than that…maybe it’s becoming safer since Dain’s boys are gone now.”

“That too.”

“I doubt it’ll stay that way for long though.”

“My head hurts just thinking what those headless rascals could be up to…” Gadio said, shaking his head as he whispered “yare yare”

The outlaws of the West District had been controlled by Dain up until three days ago, but now that he’s been taken out, there’s no one left to control them.

“Wonder if Dain’s gonna have a successor.”

“I don’t think it’s going to go well though.”

That said, Dain’s ability to lead people is second to none, so if just any rascal were to imitate him recklessly, whatever coalition they make will crumble in no time.

“Maybe a lot of different parties will come flooding in and start a war.”

“We’ve got our hands full with just the church so if that happens, we’re screwed.”

“That’s why we need to go to the guild and think of our future plan while considering that too.”

“At the guild?”

So far, Flamm hasn’t asked why he invited her to go to the guild of all places, but as she did, the man evaded the question and replied with a short “You’ll see why”. Thinking she couldn’t help it, the two continued to quietly make their way to the guild.

Flamm entered the guild first, eliciting a sour expression on Iira, who was lazily resting her chin on her hand.

“Alright we’re closing up for today~”