Rhemic Empire (2)

Arita beamed with a smile. Finally, some leads! However, this did not rule out the previous two options. Still, this was the first person she had found pleasant to cooperate with.
"Thank you very much for your small assistance. Perhaps we shall meet again; I hope that meeting will be just as pleasant. Farewell!"
The girl left the shop and felt a slight disappointment that she would not be able to buy new own weapon here. Despite the fact that Sarek's spear had never failed her yet, Arita always feared that one day it would be destroyed in battle.
Thus, same destination was chosen: Reimeport.

The person in Reimeport whom Arita needed to speak with was the Reimeport consultant — a specialist in airships and Reimeford products in this field. According to the plaque on his desk, the Reimeport consultant was a young man named Anteros. Currently, however, he was busy talking to someone else.

— The matter is settled: Lord Larian Twice has allowed me to take one of the ships for the duration of our joint vacation.
— Really?! — The young woman was genuinely surprised. — That's wonderful! Be sure to pass on my thanks to him when you can.
— Certainly. I can only thank the heavens for such an understanding and generous boss. It is quite ironic, if one thinks about it: he holds the same title as his father, but they could not be more different, even if they wanted to...
— Anteros...
— Oh, let's finish talking at home, — The Reimeport consultant only then noticed Arita, — alright?
— Of course, — the woman headed for the exit and blew the young man a kiss as she left, — see you this evening!
— My apologies. Can I help you with something?