This was definitely a huge fortune that would make anyone jealous. Not to mention the seized fleet, Léger and Sassoux also found the shipping point of the goods. They seized three large underground warehouses and found a lot of military supplies, which were all given to Rudolf by Woodrow. They were preparing for the future expansion of the army and war.
Rudolf was killed, Ninth Town fell into Léger's hands, and the four castellans were about to send troops to fight against Zagunéd. Time waited for no one. Chazeaux had no choice but to try to transport the military supplies out. Unfortunately, he gave the wrong person and ruined his plan.
As for Morgan & Co., it was now Woodrow's property. Dismark in the Holy Crown City cleaned up the headquarters of Morgan & Co. When Woodrow heard the news, he followed suit and took over several branches of Morgan & Co. No matter the former or the latter, they all knew that this kind of thing was taboo and would arouse the disgust and hostility of other business groups. Dismark was forced to do it, and Woodrow had no other choice. Rebellion was supposed to go against the current, so it was inevitable to do something like drinking poison to quench one's thirst.
However, Qi Li suffered a great blow. Fortunately, Han Jin and the others protected her and looked forward to the future for her. After occupying Black Raven City, she could rebuild Morgan & Co., there. Since her ancestors could create such a big situation, so could she.
However, Han Jin and the others ignored the pressure on Qi Li.
People could only mature faster under pressure and adversity. This saying sounded pretentious, but it was still reasonable.
At dusk, everyone gathered together to chat. This was a habit that they had developed when they were on the move. They would spend some time chatting every day because they had nothing to do at that time. Now that they had settled down, this habit had become an inexplicable habit. Léger and Langny, who had joined later, had also adapted to the habit. It was undeniable that chatting could also improve the relationship between the members of the team. It could not be ignored. For example, Lei Zhe and Lang Ning had become very familiar with everyone and could joke around naturally. This was the effect of chatting.
Han Jin sat at the table and flicked his finger. A black beetle about half the size of a melon seed quickly climbed up along the table.
"Raphael, don't waste your magic power!" Morrisons stared at the little beetle. "Why don't you help me?"
"I've already said it. Write down the lesson you've been taught. Write it a thousand times, and I'll cast another spell on you," Han Jin said without raising his head.
Low chuckles sounded around them. This kind of request was nothing to Qi Li, but to Morrisons, it was enough to take his life.
"What are you laughing at?" Morrisons raised his head and yelled. The moment he looked up, the little beetle jumped onto Morrisons without making a sound.
"Raphael, do you still not have enough magic power to cast that substitute spell?" Sunier asked softly.
Morrisons' experience had greatly affected everyone. Previously, everyone was more or less suspicious of the effect of Han Jin's spell, but the facts had proven everything! What was a person with a dream most afraid of? It was a mistake! Mistakes in judgment, reactions, and so on. Mistakes could often lead to disastrous consequences, or even death. Han Jin's spell gave everyone a chance to make up for their mistakes. There was nothing more precious than this in the world!
Sunier had a special identity and was knowledgeable. Even she was looking forward to Han Jin's spell, let alone the others.
"Hmm …" Han Jin thought for a moment. "Tomorrow should be enough."
Morrisons suddenly became silent. The others also shut their mouths, their expressions complicated. When Han Jin was unable to cast the spell, or when they did not know the exact effect of the spell, everything seemed simple. But now, things had become complicated. There was only one spell for the time being. Who would benefit from it? To put it bluntly, who did not want to be protected by Han Jin? Accidents could happen at any time. Perhaps, because Han Jin did not choose them, they would die in an accident not long after!
This had nothing to do with unity. There was no such thing as a complete altruist in the world. This was determined by the law of evolution!
Morrisons pestered Han Jin every day to ask for magic buffs. However, when he knew that Han Jin would be able to cast the spell tomorrow, he had a strange feeling in his heart. This was because Han Jin had only helped him before. No one else had received Han Jin's protection. If the spell was cast on him again, he would be very ashamed.
The atmosphere was a little awkward. Han Jin sighed in his heart. In fact, he could already cast the Faked Earth Corpse, but he was worried that something like this would happen. When it came to leading an army, he was definitely not as good as Lang Ning and Sunier. When it came to fighting skills, he was definitely not as good as Morrisons. When it came to human nature, Han Jin's understanding was much deeper than Sunier and the others.
If a private investigator was hired for a matter, it would definitely be tricky or not. Han Jin had seen many strange and bizarre things. He was very clear that if it was handled well, everyone would be more united than before. If it was not handled well, there would be estrangement in everyone's hearts. In one word, it was difficult!
Choosing to be an autocratic leader might be a good idea. The problem was that although his special magic and some misunderstandings had allowed his position to rise like a rocket, the time they had spent together was still too short for him to be a leader.
That little beetle had already climbed onto Moxinke's shoulder, but Moxinke was thinking about something and didn't notice it at all. All of a sudden, the little beetle jumped and drilled into Moxinke's ear.
Morrisons was shocked. He quickly reached out to grab it, but the little beetle had already crawled into his ear. Morrisons' fingers were very thick. They could not even be used to pick his nose, let alone his ear.
Morrisons was so anxious that he slapped and scratched at the little beetle. After a while, he finally understood and looked at Han Jin with a bitter face.
"A little beetle is difficult for a seventh-grade fighter like you?" Han Jin said with a half-smile, "Don't underestimate little things, understand?! Is an ant small? But an ant can turn a thousand-year-old tree into rotten wood, turn a tall building into ruins, and even make a dam burst! A little bit of selfishness and dissatisfaction might not sound like much, but it can destroy a team in the end. Take the incident a few days ago for example. If Chazeaux did not have any selfishness and reported the news to Woodrow immediately, what would have happened? "
Sunier, Sassoux, Léger, and Lang Ning were not idiots. They immediately understood what Han Jin was trying to say. They looked at each other and smiled.
"Itchy …" Morrisons did not have time to think.
Han Jin smiled. The little beetle crawled out of Morrisons' ear. Morrisons looked as if he had seen a demon and swept the little beetle to the ground.
Sunier looked at the little beetle curiously and then bent down. But when she squatted down, the little beetle suddenly jumped up and bumped into her neck. It slid down her chest and slid into the soft armor.
"Raphael!" Sunier covered her chest with her hands and shouted in a tender voice.
Han Jin was stunned. With his personality, he would never take liberties with Sunier. Even if he wanted to, he would not do it in front of everyone. He originally wanted to let the little beetle jump onto Sunier's leg armor, but there was a time difference when using telepathic thoughts to control a fey. Moreover, the little beetle was too small. Plus, he did not expect Sunier to suddenly squat down, so this happened.
"I … didn't do it on purpose!" Han Jin hurriedly explained.
"Let it out first!"
"You are holding it so tightly. How can I let it out?"
"…" Even though she was wearing a mask, he could see that Sunier was gritting her teeth. If it was just a normal little beetle, Sunier would not be so serious. But Han Jin had just bragged that he could use the puppet monster's perspective to observe the scenery. This meant that wherever the little beetle ran to, Han Jin could see it clearly. It would be strange if Sunier let go.
"Ahem …" Léger coughed. "I have something to do. Let's go out and talk."
"I understand!" Morrisons suddenly shouted. His face was full of wisdom. "I finally understand why Raphael made such a small puppet monster! Do you think Sunier and Qi Li would notice if there was such a little beetle in their room? Hehe … "
"Don't talk nonsense!" Han Jin glared at Morrisons. Seeing that Sassoux and Léger were both surprised, he hurriedly explained, "Don't you think that this little puppet monster is very useful for scouting?"
"Yes." Sassoux and Léger nodded at the same time. Both of them said in a strange tone, "It is indeed useful for scouting."
Morrisons added, "So is it scouting or peeping?"
Han Jin was stunned and speechless for a moment. He suddenly realized that there was still a long way to go before he could make a decision.
"Don't talk nonsense. Raphael is not that kind of person," Qi Li suddenly said.
"I don't care if he is that kind of person!" Sunier said word by word, "Let it out! Right now! " She had a special identity and experience. Most of the people who knew her true face knew her identity. She had always been respected by others. No one dared to make fun of her, or even pursue her. Because most men cared about their reputation, they were unwilling to be the toad who wanted to eat the swan's meat, in case they would be laughed at. As for those who didn't care about their reputation, it was hard for them to climb to a high position in this troubled world. Strength was the foundation. How could they improve themselves if they didn't care about their self-esteem? They had no chance or qualification to do anything.
Because of the lack of similar experiences, Sunier didn't know what to do. She felt both ashamed and angry. Although she could see that Han Jin didn't do it on purpose, she had to protect her reputation. She was in a dilemma.
"Ah?" Morrisons looked at Qi Li as if he had discovered a new continent. "No … No …"
"What's wrong?" Qi Li blushed.
At this moment, a soldier's voice came from outside the door. "Young Marshal, there are some people outside the camp who want to see you. One of them said she was the granddaughter of Woodrow, the chief sheriff of Beit City."
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