Gungnir! Part I
“Huh… It looks like he really is useless.”
A cheerful yet weary voice was from a man with long brown hair. He shielded his eyes and stared at what was in front of him. He was standing on the rooftop of the Hamilton Hotel, which was the tallest building that was located in the center of Tristan. It was good as an observation point.
“It seems like we can’t leave it to William anymore. Only five minutes and the opponent got in already.”
“I’ve foreseen this. His mouth is the only thing he’s good at.”
Another man said. He was squatting with a katana sword in his hand, supporting him.
“Are you sure this is good, leader?” A glasses man turned around. “This is not stalling time, he was only a dead weight. The gods are killing off the people like brushing off grains of dust.”
Hearing that, the red-haired man, who was standing behind him with four other men, did not say anything more. His sharp eyes looked around town. He saw that the alliance was slowly led in to fight the opponent.