After hearing the words of the mercenary, the Drunkard turned to Leo. Leo shook his head slightly.
"I don't need it," the Drunkard said, "We prefer to go alone. Bringing unfamiliar people will only slow me down."
"But other big shots have either joined or formed large forces," the mercenary argued. "Although you're ranked fifth on the leaderboard, The Miracle of Enigma is not a place where two or three people can rush in."
"We don't have to worry about that," the Drunkard replied.
The mercenary, feeling defeated, walked away.
"Big brother, he just said that there are members of big guilds guarding The Miracle of Enigma nearby. What should we do? Shall we just charge in?" The Drunkard asked Leo, rubbing his hands together.
"It looks like we'll have to force our way in," Leo nodded. "We don't have the time to wait for the big guilds to sort out their benefits... But we all need to disguise ourselves."