This wasn’t a mission Bly anticipated. True, he had seen his fair share of varied assignments, but this one was particularly daunting. He had been tasked with protecting an individual marked with a bounty so staggering that anonymous hunters relentlessly pursued them.

Initially, Bly was hesitant to accept the mission. The mere association with this person posed risks he wasn’t eager to embrace, and he certainly didn’t want to find himself targeted as well.

Yet, upon learning that this individual was a valued member of the Republic, his choice was made for him. Loyalty to the Republic meant an unwavering commitment to this mysterious figure…

Even if it meant that they were late.

Bly shifted his weight, hands clasped in front of him, scanning the surroundings. This was the designated meeting spot, yet no sign of them. Where were they? They certainly weren’t making the best first impression.

Perhaps they perceived themselves as too important to bother with him. He wouldn’t be surprised; many individuals seemed to adopt that mindset around clones.