54 Splitting up

While they were having breakfast, something occurred to Moxinke. "You said you were bullied. By whom? Bailey and his companions?"

"Ha… I was just kidding," Sylner shouted with dancing eyebrows and a radiant face. "Who dares to bully me? I..." She stopped when she found that Moxinke's face was turning ghastly pale.

"I should have known… I shouldn't have asked..." Moxinke heaved a deep sigh and placed his hands on his forehead. His fingers grabbed his head so hard as if he wanted to crush it. It was such a disgraceful day for him.

The rest of them didn't know what to say. They just looked at Moxinke with sympathetic eyes. Suddenly, the door opened, and Little Joseph walked in.

"Good morning, my lord," he greeted them with a smile.

"Little Joseph, you said you would stay with us for the entire day and night."

"Yes, but Miss Sunier sent me back to have some rest," the boy explained.

"Oh, I thought you had sneaked out to sleep with another woman." Han Jin laughed.

"You... you're kidding." Little Joseph blushed.

Upon hearing the words 'sleeping with a woman', Sylner's eyes suddenly lit up. She turned around and waved at Little Joseph. "Come here."

"Eat... your... food..." Moxinke said it word by word, like a man suffering from constipation trying to defecate the insides of his intestines.

"You are so annoying," Sylner murmured in a low voice. She pouted, picked up the fork, and stabbed it into the bread in front of her.

Crack. The plate couldn't bear the strong force of the stab, and broke into pieces.

The others just kept eating as if nothing had happened, but Sylner felt sorry, so she immediately explained herself, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it!" But no one replied, and so she repeated, "I really didn't mean it!" 

"Have you heard about the Morgan Commercial Corp, Little Joseph?" Han Jin gave a dry cough and changed the topic.

"Morgan Commercial Corp?" Little Joseph lowered his head and pondered. "I might have heard about it. They are a large corp down in the south."

"How about Sunier, you head over to the market today, sell some of our magic crystals, and buy a few third or fourth-grade magic crystals with the earth element. If there aren't any in the market, you can issue a task at the Association of Mercenaries." Han Jin thought for a moment. "Get as many as possible. These magic crystals won't cost us much. Besides, we've got enough money."

"No problem," Sunier replied.

The others didn't ask why he needed so many useless magic crystals. But unlike a few months ago, Han Jin was now the most important role in their team, and he must have his reason for doing so. Plus, none of them were blind. They knew that Han Jin was consuming the magic crystals, and the hundreds of black raven magic crystals that had disappeared was the best proof.

"Cessacioun, Keeley, and I will try and look for Morgan Commercial Corp together." This said, he let out a light sigh. "No matter what has happened within the Corp, the situation must have been cleared by now. We need to find out what is happening over there."

"I see." Cessacioun and Miss Keeley both nodded.

"Keeley, no matter what has happened to the corp, you must remain calm even if things have turned out the worst way possible. Impulsion solves no problem. Whatever happened, at least you still have us."

"Yes, I know," Miss Keeley replied softly.

"Michelle and Steelberg, both of you stay in the hotel. Don't go out unless necessary," Han Jin said. Then his eyesight fell upon Moxinke. "Do you have any plans for today?" he asked. "If you don't, then come along with me."

"What do you think?" Moxinke answered with his face full of bitterness and helplessness.

"Ho ho... Then we will leave you alone."

Sylner looked Han Jin up and down. It was obvious that Han Jin was the leader of the team, but she was really confused. Usually, the strongest among them would get to decide everything. Judging by their strengths, Han Jin did not look like someone who was supposed to be the core of the group.

"Is there anything else you guys need to say?" Han Jin asked.

All of them shook their heads. A moment later, he turned and said to Sunier, "Sunier, what did your friend talk to you about? If you are willing to tell us..."

"She just asked me things about Wild Willow City. She also told me that if I need help, I can turn to her," Sunier said with a low voice.

"Will her teammates help us too?"

"I suppose so. She is the leader of… the team." She vigilantly skipped the words 'Red Vanguards'.

"They allowed an elf to be their leader?" Cessacioun exclaimed.

"What do you mean?" Sunier said in a huff. "She has been here for over ten years, and the team was built single-handedly by her. Why can't she be the leader?"

"You've misunderstood me, Sunier." Cessacioun explained with a bitter smile, "Elves are too kind to make decisions in critical moments. You are always irresolute, for as far as I know..."

"You are judging us with an opinion from two hundred years ago," Sunier coldly stopped his words.

"Well, let's stop arguing about this. It clearly has got nothing to do with race," Han Jin stopped them helplessly. "Give me some money, Sunier. I have only a dozen silver coins left."

"Bang!" A fabric bag appeared in Sunier's hand and was placed on the table. Han Jin picked it up and placed it in his space ring.

"Eh... Wow!!" Sylner suddenly stood up with her teeth bared and hands outspread as if she was triggered by something. "The space ring! Show me the space ring!" she shouted.

Moxinke's face turned pale again. He grabbed Sylner and dragged her upstairs. Sylner was still struggling desperately, as she was a woman full of curiosity. If she couldn't have a play with the space ring, she felt extremely itchy in her heart, because she had never seen a real space ring up-close before.

The brother-sister duo scuffled and moved upward while the others were all rendered speechless. After a long time later, Cessacioun spit out two words, "My God..."

"I finally understand why Moxinke didn't want to come back," Sunier agreed with Cessacioun's opinion.

"How did she find us?" Han Jin asked smilingly.

"You can ask her later. She's not someone who's good at hiding things."

"Right. Let's get down to business first and meet back here at noon," Han Jin stood up and said. "By the way, Cessacioun, you are a high grade warlock now. Do you need to apply for a new badge from the Association of Mercenaries?"

"No need. Have you ever seen any high grade mercenary wearing his badge all day long?" Cessacioun laughed. "If we need to give anyone a good scare, Moxinke is sufficient for that."