"PAT"
The door was kicked in hard, and a woman with red hair appeared to have entered. It was Ariel herself, and she had been tracking Elian for almost 28 days.
All the information she could find had pushed her to one place, and the place she had come to was an ordinary inn on one of the extreme points of the 10th floor.
The 10th floor was so large that even with Ariel's contact with people she knew, it had taken a long time to get a few decent pieces of information, and it had taken even longer to process the information properly and finally get to the position she was in.
It was approaching 28 days. Today was the last day of the arena, and Ariel wanted to throw Elian in front of James before the end of the day.
"Oooh! If this is not the great lady Ariel." When the elderly receptionist uttered those words, the people around seemed to startle.