Desert Space Border Town

Evelynn and Zenova Artoria alighted the stolen battleship. They wore a new set of black robes to hide their identities.

With a wave of their hand, the battleship returned to their spatial ring. They didn't want to leave any trace. The people at the docking area didn't find it to be strange either, as there wasn't enough space to keep all the ships docked, and one had to take it back into their spatial ring or pay a hefty sum to keep it docked.

However, some people looked at them with wide eyes.

It seemed like they recognized the ship's owner, but they seemed to be indifferent...?

Even then, they didn't make a fuss and only displayed a thumbs-up as they passed through.

Evelynn understood that this was a dog-eat-dog world.

No one cared that a bandit died, all seemingly part of nature's course. Perhaps the only one who would care would be that bandit leader's remaining crew. But who knew where they were?