Rhemic Empire (2)

Long legs carried the girl outside and led her to the office of “Chronicles” at a very brisk pace.

After learning why Nano came to “Reimian Chronicles,” one of the employees invited the author of this request to talk with her. They sat down on a sofa in the lobby, facing each other.

“I am Vaas Artichoke,” said the man, “a journalist. Would I be right if I assumed that you have come to help me with a survey and interview?” He asked this as if he already knew the answer, but still asked it for some reason.