The Saint's Drop-off

“This is as far as we can take you, Saint.”

The car stopped.

It was the same when they first picked me up, and it’s the same now.

The Labor Advocates seem to really like trucks loaded with vegetables.

I brushed off the tomato peels clinging to my body and jumped down.

“Thank you, Amur.”

“I’d like to assign a few escorts, but...”

I shook my head at his words.

“This was something I started knowing the risks from the beginning. If I wanted to be safe, I shouldn’t have left the Empire in the first place.”

“...”...