As Roland was still gazing at the departure of the warriors, a pitch-black hand suddenly struck him.
It was Angelica; she quickly removed the cognitive impairment mask from Roland's face.
Only this time, Roland did not resist as he usually would. Showing his true face was also a form of respect for these warriors.
"..."
The flames still burned, and the three of them were silent.
It was a long time before their figures were no longer visible in the pyre… The flames extinguished, leaving only bones and ashes.
Finally, after briefly collecting the last remains of the 'Moles,' they decided to leave.
"Do you feel better?"
Angelica asked Arthur beside her. Even as a Fixer, she was essentially someone willing to actively understand the pain of others.
Moreover, now, they were both on their way back up to the surface. After fighting Blood-Red Night together for a while, they could be considered comrades-in-arms….
"Mm…"
Arthur nodded, also somewhat unable to articulate his current feelings.
But he had done his best….
"That's good."
Receiving Arthur's reply, Angelica, walking beside him, nodded.
A few seconds later, this Color Fixer suddenly handed Arthur a business card.
"By the way, I still don't know your name… How about an introduction? Perhaps you already know my name. I'm Angelica, and this is Roland… We are both Fixers at Charles' Office now…"
"Arthur, L Company employee."
Arthur took the extremely elaborate business card and gently stroked it with his finger.
"With this business card, you can come to our office to commission us," Angelica smiled. "Considering we're acquaintances, we'll prioritize your commissions and move them up a few spots…"
"..."
Roland, walking beside them, did not interrupt Angelica's words, which in a way was an acknowledgment of Arthur.
And ever since Angelica removed his cognitive impairment mask, he hadn't put it back on.
"Thank you."
Arthur sincerely thanked her and put the business card into his pocket.
He was well aware that opportunities to interact with a Color Fixer and a near-Color Fixer were rare.
And Roland and Angelica, in the City, could already be considered truly good people….
The three advanced while conversing. They quickly approached the cave entrance, where the outside area was already heavily cordoned off by Hana Association Section 1 personnel.
Even 23rd Alley, with its poor public safety, had to behave for a few days during the operation to apprehend the Distortion.
Someone outside the cave saw the three figures emerge.
"Roland! Angelica!"
It was Olivier, and he started shouting loudly. This commotion attracted many Hana Association Investigators, dressed in white, to surround them.
However, compared to the Fixers from Charles' Office, these Hana Association Investigators were not as polite, nor did they show any concern. They immediately asked what they considered the most important question.
"Where is Blood-Red Night?"
"Dead."
Both Roland and Angelica answered decisively, as they had witnessed her head being shattered.
The Hana Association Investigators exchanged glances, remained silent for a few seconds, and ultimately dared not question whether the Color Fixers were lying.
The blood covering Roland and Angelica undeniably indicated they had been through a fierce battle, further dispelling some of their doubts.
Therefore, they turned their questions to Arthur, who was standing nearby.
"Who is this guy?"
"An L Company employee…" Before Roland and the others could speak, Arthur himself pulled out his employee ID. "The ground collapse from the explosion just now swept me in too. Thankfully, I had the help of Roland and Miss Angelica…."
"….."
Hearing Arthur's explanation, Roland and Angelica were somewhat surprised. He had completely disclaimed any credit for himself.
But even though they didn't know why Arthur wanted to conceal what he had done in Blood-Red Night's chamber, Angelica and Roland quickly reacted and cooperated with Arthur.
"Yes, he was swept in…"
The identity of a Wing employee was very useful. No Fixer would suspect an employee of a Wing—an existence most City dwellers dreamed of entering—would take unnecessary risks or make any outrageous moves.
And with the guarantee of Color Fixers…
Arthur quickly walked out of 23rd Alley as a victim. During this time, after verifying Arthur's identity, the Hana Association merely took a statement and let him go….
As for whether the record keepers would verify the content of his statement, he expressed serious doubts.
"So… you want to treat us to a meal because of this?"
Two days later, Angelica sat in a restaurant in W Nest, smiling at Arthur.
"Mm…" Arthur nodded. "Although I can't explain the reason yet, thank you for helping me cover it up…."
"Alright. As Fixers, we all know people have secrets."
Angelica waved her hand, indicating it was unnecessary to worry. In fact, she truly didn't care. Her other hand was now pulling Roland.
"By the way, we managed to get what you wanted."
Roland placed something that looked quite old on the table.
It was a card reader, a tool used in the past to read camera memory cards and import them elsewhere.
But in today's City, there aren't many places that still use camera memory cards. And in the limited free time he had, Arthur could only entrust Roland and Angelica to ask around in the Backstreets if there were any of these 'old relics' left…..
"Are you going back to the company?"
Seeing Arthur putting things back into his bag, Roland roughly analyzed his urgent matter based on the entrusted date.
"Yes. Once you enter that damned place, it's hard to get out…"
"You still have troubles in Wings of the World?"
Roland was a little surprised. In his opinion, just entering a Wing and gaining residency in a Nest was a tempting enough benefit.
"So that's how you all see us at Wings of the World…" Arthur sighed helplessly. "Then our suffering is probably beyond your imagination."
"..."
Roland and Angelica didn't speak. They truly couldn't imagine.
"Then, if there's a next time, let's catch up when we meet again…."
Arthur stood up, checked the time on his watch, and saw it was almost Supervisor Lentz's deadline. He said with a smile,
"I won't disturb your date. Please enjoy the rest of your meal…"