Reimian Empire

— Well, I understand. So, come back for your friend and the money in a couple of hours.

— Alright. Don’t die here, old man. — Jack and his companions left the estate, leaving the Dog to fulfill his duty to modern science. The Dog was nervous, but he consoled himself with the thought that things couldn’t get much worse, and maybe Jack would let him keep at least some of the money.

— Maybe we shouldn’t have done that? — Joe asked hesitantly.
— Shut up already, you’re annoying me. Everything will be fine, — Jack replied carelessly, already looking forward to receiving five pieces for a minimum of effort.
— Even if he dies, we’ll still get paid, — One-Eyed concluded the conversation on such a cheerful note and began to smoke his pipe.

Jack and Joe went for a leisurely stroll around the city, and One-Eyed, having finished his pipe, followed them.(skipping 2 hours)