"Here you go." Yalina only found six or seven fifth-grade magic crystals in total, including the ones in Gail's pocket. She handed them all to Han Jin.
Han Jin took the magic crystals and didn't know what to say. At this moment, he felt that the magic crystals were a little hot. In fact, he didn't need these magic crystals. Isolated Cliff City was the largest magic crystal distribution center in the surrounding area. Now that they were back, as long as they had enough money, there was no need to worry about not being able to buy magic crystals. However, as the saying goes, the thought is more important than the gift. Yalina remembered what he had done for her. When she saw her own brother, she began to help him extort magic crystals after only a few words. Strictly speaking, the magic crystals were passed from one hand to the other, and there was no change. It was this kind of concern that made his hands burn.
Edison suddenly thought of something. He looked behind Han Jin and said, "Yalina, I heard from Winston that there was a powerful dragon slayer fighting side by side with you. Didn't he come back with you? "
"Dragon slayer?" Yalina was stunned.
"Yes." Edison saw that Yalina's expression was a little strange. He asked tentatively, "Did you have a conflict? Don't tell me … you're throwing a tantrum again? " Edison grew up under his father's tyrannical power. He instinctively thought that a powerful dragon slayer should have a frightening aura and pressure, just like how his father made others feel. Therefore, he didn't pay attention to Han Jin and the others.
Winston and the others looked at each other, while Scott whispered something in Edison's ear. Edison's expression changed greatly. Only then did he notice Han Jin. He coughed awkwardly and said, "Ahem … Master Raphael, please forgive my rudeness. I didn't expect you to be so young."
Yalina and the young sorcerers didn't know how the title 'dragon slayer' came about. Seeing that Edison had mistaken Han Jin as a dragon slayer, they couldn't help but feel suspicious. Then, they remembered the massive and powerful super magic circle!
Of course, Han Jin's individual strength was far from enough to kill a dragon. However, the magic array he controlled was simply too terrifying. They had participated in battles under the protection of the super magic array, and the feeling of being completely integrated with the world was so carefree. Their fighting spirit was incomparably high, and they were not afraid of any opponent. Even if a dragon came to attack them, they would have the courage to fight back. Moreover, who could guarantee that Han Jin only knew one type of magic array? It was not impossible to slay a dragon!
But Morrisons and the others couldn't figure it out. They stared blankly at Edison. Raphael was a dragon slayer?
Majordomo Gail, as well as the warriors named Nildac and Myron, were all looking at Han Jin with shock and confusion, the latter far outnumbering the former.
"Let's not talk in the courtyard. Come, let's go inside." Winston smiled. "Coincidentally, there was a farce a few days ago. Let me tell you about it, hehe … You'll definitely be interested."
Under Winston's lead, the people who were either enlightened, thoughtful, or confused walked into the hall. The furnishings here were very simple, or even shabby. It seemed that Winston and the others were not fastidious people. The tables and chairs in the hall emitted an old smell, but they were very clean. There was not a single servant in the hall, and only two children were busy. According to Saxon, they had adopted a few orphans, and the household matters were all taken care of by the children.
Winston used the fastest speed to tell them about Dwightsteel's Mercenary Conference. Han Jin couldn't help but frown. This disaster had to be dealt with, or it would bring trouble to them sooner or later.
Sassoux sneered. "Who does he think he is? The mercenaries of Isolated Cliff City will listen to him? "
"The point is, will we have a chance to explain?" Léger said calmly. "Also, what if someone bleeds before we can explain?"
Sassoux sighed. Léger had hit the nail on the head. If someone bleeds on both sides, then even if they know it's a misunderstanding, they can only carry on with the misunderstanding. Perhaps this was the effect that Manteco wanted!
"Chipango, do you have many friends in the city?" Han Jin asked.
"Not many." Chipango thought for a moment. "Only a few, but I'm very close to them. If I need anything from them, they'll help me."
"Then I'll leave it to you. Go out and talk to your friends. You must find out where the Abyss Mercenary Team is staying."
"Raphael, what are you going to do? Don't forget that the Mercenary Association of Isolated Cliff City forbids mercenaries from killing each other. " Léger said, "It's okay to fight, but if someone dies, the Mercenary Association will definitely intervene."
"Who said I'm going to fight?" Han Jin smiled. "I just think that waiting for someone to attack us is too passive. This time, I'm going to take the initiative."
"Understood, sir." Chipango stood up.
"I'll go with you," Gibran said.
"Do you have friends outside?" Julia was talking to Gibran, but her eyes were looking somewhere else.
Gibran froze and smiled bitterly. If there was anyone in the world who knew him best, it would be Julia. He really didn't have many friends, only a few brothers who went through thick and thin with him.
"You're too big of a target," Léger said softly. Lei Zhe said softly, "If you ask about the whereabouts of the Abyss Mercenary Group, it may arouse suspicion. Even if they know, they won't dare to tell you. If something happens, they will have to take responsibility."
"Chipango can go alone," Gibran said. Han Jin said. He didn't want Gibran to alert the enemy either. "Chipango, Manteco should remember your face now. Be careful, understand?"
"Don't worry, sir." Chipango puffed out his chest and ran out excitedly. But when he got outside, the excitement on his face gradually disappeared. His attitude just now was just to show that he was happy to work for Han Jin. But if he wanted to do a good job and do it satisfactorily, he couldn't just put on a front. Who should he look for? Chipango thought to himself.
"What's wrong? Can't take it anymore? "Winston smiled.
"I used to think that as long as I didn't provoke anyone, I could avoid trouble." Han Jin laughed self-deprecatingly. "Now I see how childish I was. Sometimes, when you meet someone, you have to fight to the death."
"I can't compare to you in anything else, but when it comes to friends, you can't compare to me." Winston thought for a moment. "Give me three days, and I'll send you news about Manteco."
"No need," Han Jin shook his head. "No one knows what will happen in the end. It'll drag you down."
"If you really think of me as a friend, then don't say things like that," Winston said seriously, then turned to his side. "Saxon."
"Understood." Saxon jumped up and laughed evilly. "I've always disliked that guy. Who would've thought he'd end up like this?! Hehe … "
Han Jin wanted to stop him, but then he realized that it wasn't appropriate to refuse Winston's kindness. As the saying goes, one more friend means one more path, and one more enemy means one more wall. Plus, he didn't know anything about the situation in Isolated Cliff City and needed help. In the end, he chose to remain silent.
"Right, Sir Raphael, there's something … I want to discuss with you." Winston looked hesitant.
"Since we're friends, you can just call me by my name," Han Jin said with a smile. "Do I have to call you Sir Winston from now on?"
"Haha …" Winston laughed. "It's like this. The leader of the Dragon Singer Mercenary Group, Dwightsteel, would like to meet you. If you don't think it's too abrupt, how about …"
"I don't have anything else to do right now. Just give me a time." Han Jin said without hesitation. He suppressed his suspicions and didn't show anything unusual on his face. The situation was very strange. When he walked out of the square, the mercenaries' expressions made him suspicious. Then he became a dragon slayer. Now, the leader of the top mercenary group in Isolated Cliff City was taking the initiative to make friends with him. To borrow Morrisons' words, when did they become so popular and famous?
"That's great!" Winston was overjoyed.
Seeing Winston's joy, Léger and Sassoux couldn't help but look at each other. Finally, they turned to Gibran. Because they were on different levels, they couldn't guess what Winston was thinking. Perhaps Gibran could give them an answer.
Gibran had been in a daze until Kane nudged him with his elbow. He coughed dryly and said, "Is Dwightsteel planning to abandon Manteco?"
"It's not really abandoning him." Winston sighed. "Actually, you should know what kind of person Manteco is. No one wants to have anything to do with him. In the past, they were just pretending to be friendly on the surface. You have to bear the consequences of your own actions. He wants to drag everyone down with him. What's the meaning of that? If it were up to me, I would have taught Manteco a lesson back then, but Dwightsteel didn't agree. He said that he was taking advantage of the situation and making himself a laughing stock. This guy … he cares too much about his reputation. He won't explode unless he's forced into a corner. "
"Dwightsteel will explode?" Kane laughed. "That was ten years ago, wasn't it?"
"He's old," Léger said flatly.
"Yes, I'm getting old …" Winston let out a long sigh.
"Pardon me for asking, but this Manteco you're talking about … is he the one who instigated the mercenaries to attack the Lady?" Majordomo Gail suddenly asked.
"That's him."
"Why didn't you tell me before?" Edison was furious and stood up abruptly. "Where is he?"
Winston smiled bitterly. He didn't tell him before because he was afraid that this second young master would cause trouble. Isolated Cliff City had its own rules. Although accepting a black mission was immoral, it still had to be resolved internally. If an outsider came to Isolated Cliff City to cause trouble, it would incur the wrath of the public. Han Jin hadn't registered yet, but Morrisons and Léger were registered mercenaries and had a record of them in the Mercenary Association. If they did something, the Mercenary Association could turn a blind eye, but outsiders couldn't.
"Second Brother, this is my business. It's none of your business!" Yalina said.
"Your business is my business!" Edison said anxiously.
"No! That Manteco guy, I have to take care of him myself! "Yalina said resolutely.
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