"Your magic is much stronger than those light magic." Guevara leaned back in his chair and squinted his eyes. Judging from his expression, he seemed to be extremely comfortable.
"Looks like you used to deal with priests often?" Han Jin smiled. His hands gently tapped on Guevara's back, and then he gave Stillberg a look.
Stillberg muttered something and drew a few lines on the bowl of water in front of him with his fingertips. Spots of light appeared out of thin air and seeped into the water.
"Mm." Guevara nodded. In the past, there were priests in his army. Of course, he knew the abilities of the priests very well.
"For you." Stillberg held up the bowl of water.
Guevara took the bowl and drank it in one gulp. Then, he leaned back in his chair and sighed slightly. "I used to think that my life … would be like this. I didn't expect to meet you guys again. Hehe … fate? By the way, Raphael, what do you want those Black Crystal Threads for? "
"To make a magic tool," Han Jin said slowly.
"What kind of magic tool can the Black Crystal Threads be used for?" Guevara was stunned. "Don't experiment recklessly. Those are very precious! If Zagunéd didn't have the Black Crystal Threads, he wouldn't have … "
"I know. Don't worry." Han Jin smiled and sat beside Guevara. "Your body is recovering very quickly. It looks like Stillberg didn't slack off during this period."
"Young Master, how could I?!" Stillberg cried.
Guevara looked at his hands, slowly clenched into fists, and then slowly released them. He said softly, "If this continues, in a few years, I will be able to regain the strength I had when I was young. Hehe … if I can live for a few more years."
"Your body is so good. Not to mention a few years, even decades won't be a problem." Han Jin smiled. "Right now, I still can't release powerful healing magic. Otherwise, your recovery speed would be much faster."
Guevara suddenly frowned. In terms of foresight, no one here could compare with him. Although Han Jin repeatedly used "magic" to cover it up, Guevara could feel that the "magic" that Han Jin mastered was completely different from the mainstream magic on the continent! He had the melee ability of a warrior, terrifying mutated fireballs, "teleportation" with no cooldown time, long-range attacks, more effective healing effects than light magic, and so on. With all these added together, it was enough to destroy the various power systems on the continent. Not destroy, but destroy!
Currently, Han Jin's strength was not strong enough, and his influence was not big enough. As time passed and Han Jin gradually matured, the alternative power system that he mastered would sooner or later alarm some powerful existences, such as the Dragon Realm, the Holy See, the Magic Guild, and the Knight's Alliance. There would be a lot of trouble in the future.
Guevara wanted to talk to Han Jin in detail, but when he saw the relaxed smile on Han Jin's face, he swallowed his words. After all, Han Jin was still young, and his burden was already heavy enough. If he saw the world clearly too early, it would not be good for Han Jin. Let's talk about it in the future. At least now was not the time.
"By the way, I want to ask Yalina to make you a war spear, a real dragon spear." Han Jin suddenly thought of something.
"Oh?"
Han Jin waved his hand, and a dragon horn that was almost two meters long appeared in front of him.
Guevara squinted his eyes and looked at the dragon horn. After a moment, he smiled and said, "I'm already very old. Do you have the heart to see an old man like me fight with his life on the line?" A normal Knight would be overjoyed to hear that they would have a war spear made of dragon horn, but Guevara was thinking about the future.
"You really don't know how to appreciate kindness." Han Jin smiled.
Guevara grabbed the dragon horn and gently stroked it with his hand. He said casually, "I forgot to tell you. Prepare yourself in these two days. Hallman wants to see you."
"Hallman? The president of the Chamber of Commerce? When you went to see him last time, wasn't he not in the city? "Han Jin was surprised.
"He was."
"Then what did he mean?" Han Jin was stunned. "Was he avoiding you on purpose?"
"Not on purpose. He didn't want to see me because they haven't reached a consensus yet."
"Do you think … the chances are high?"
"If it was before, I wouldn't be so sure." Guevara pondered for a moment. "However, the emergence of Cold Shadow City must have made them nervous. If they want to continue living like before … Haha, it's impossible. If Cold Shadow City is allowed to develop, Isolated Cliff City will become a juicy piece of meat in Chesam's mouth sooner or later."
At this moment, Gibran hurried in from outside. His expression was terrible. "Raphael, Charles is missing!"
"Missing?" Han Jin was stunned.
"Yes, he didn't come back last night. Today, Julia, Winston, and I searched the entire city but couldn't find him."
"Could it be … that he was delayed by something?"
"Impossible! Even if he was busy, he should have come back at night. "Gibran shook his head.
"What about Hayden and the others? I don't know where Charles went. "
"I don't know."
"Don't think too much." Han Jin stood up. Although he was trying to calm Gibran down, he had a bad feeling about this. But logically speaking, this shouldn't be the case. Charles was a grade-9 warrior. Even if something unexpected happened, he should be able to handle it. The weather was getting colder, and the city was filled with mercenaries who had returned to the city to rest. It would be very difficult to subdue Charles without alerting anyone.
"No matter how I think about it, it doesn't make sense," Gibran said coldly. "Could it be … that Eva brought people back? Manteco isn't dead? "
Han Jin pondered for a moment. "What were you all doing yesterday?"
"Julia and I went out in the morning yesterday. Hayden helped Saxon inspect the slaves, and Edwina stayed in her room the whole time."
"When was the last time you saw Charles?"
"When we had breakfast. You were there too."
Han Jin recalled in his mind. "At that time … Charles looked normal."
"That's why he wouldn't disappear for no reason. It must be …" Gibran couldn't help but grit his teeth at this point.
"I'll go find Juventus from the Mercenary Association. You go to the Association to register the mission. Set the reward high." Han Jin said slowly. "There are so many mercenaries in the city right now. I don't believe that no one has seen Charles."
"Okay."
"Manteco? That Abyss Mercenary Team? "Guevara asked.
"Yes." Gibran's mind was in a mess, and he forgot to use honorifics.
"Where are they? They're all outside looking for Charles? "Han Jin suddenly asked.
"Yes."
"Don't! Tell everyone to come back! " Han Jin's expression changed. "If Eva really brought people back for revenge, Charles won't be the last."
Gibran's expression changed as well. Julia, Edwina, and the others were all searching the city separately. This was undoubtedly a great opportunity for Eva! Gibran didn't have time to talk. He turned around and rushed out as fast as he could.
The atmosphere in Isolated Cliff City suddenly became tense. The Dragon Singer Mercenary Group, the Red Vanguards, the Reapers, and Han Jin were getting closer and closer to the Association of Mercenaries. As the saying goes, a slight move in one part will affect the whole situation. Charles' disappearance wasn't the fault of a single mercenary team, but of all of them.
Juventus of the Association of Mercenaries was an expert in this field. He was usually in charge of the city's security. In a very short period of time, Juventus issued one order after another. A large number of mercenaries rushed out of the Association of Mercenaries' headquarters, and some of them locked down the three city gates of Isolated Cliff City. The inns in the city were the focus of the search. All the guests who stayed there within ten days had to be thoroughly investigated, especially the high-grade professionals. Eva's helpers must be very powerful to be able to make Charles disappear without a trace.
Even the 'landlords' who relied on renting out their houses for a living were in Juventus' sights. Anyone who had rented out their house within the past month had to immediately register with the Mercenary Association. There were also many mercenaries who rushed into the bar, and they didn't miss the upstairs either, startling pairs of 'lovebirds'. Of course, they were here to look for clues, not to catch prostitutes. If they found nothing, they would apologize to the person involved.
Magical images of Charles, Eva, and Manteco were plastered all over the city, and anyone who provided clues would be rewarded handsomely.
Han Jin's horizons were broadened. Juventus was usually very ordinary, and there was nothing special about him. But when something really happened, Juventus's arrangements could be described as swift and decisive. He had already thought of what others could think of, and he had also thought of what others couldn't think of.
However, the search lasted from evening until late at night, and they still couldn't find any clues.
Early in the morning, Han Jin, Sunier, and Edwina walked out of a bar. The members of the Association of Mercenaries wanted to rest, but they couldn't sleep. They split into several groups and searched for an entire night, but the results were still disappointing.
"Isn't that Hayden?" Edwina suddenly yelled, pointing at the other end of the long street.
Han Jin and Sunier hurriedly turned their heads and saw Hayden rushing over from the other end of the street, holding a sheathed longsword tightly in his hand.
"Why are you alone? Where's Gibran and Julia?! "Han Jin said sternly.
"They … they're chasing after him!" Hayden panted.
"Went after them? What for? "
"The sword! This is Charles' sword! " Hayden waved the longsword in his hand and took a deep breath. He said hurriedly, "We ran into a caravan leaving the city at the city gates. One of the horses was startled and flipped the carriage over. We didn't pay attention at the time, and we only found this sword in the snow after the caravan was far away. This is Charles' sword! Gibran told me to come back and tell you that he and Julia went after them! "
"Nonsense! Why didn't you tell the mercenaries of the Association of Mercenaries? Aren't they in charge of guarding the city gates?! "Han Jin said anxiously.
"Gibran said that there were several high-level professionals in the caravan, and he didn't want them to die for nothing. Also …" Hayden pulled out the sword. "There's no blood on this sword, so Charles was probably subdued before he could draw his sword. Gibran guessed that Charles was still alive, so he wanted to secretly follow them and find a chance to save them!"
"Lord Raphael, we …" Edwina had an anxious look on her face. Gibran and Julia were in great danger because there were several high-grade Professionals on the other side.
Han Jin wanted to ask for more details, but every second was precious. He paused and said, "Sunier, go back and tell Yalina to come back immediately. Hayden, Edwina, you two come with me!"
"Sir, what if there are still enemies in the city? It's too dangerous for Sunier to go back alone. Let Edwina go with her! "Hayden said hurriedly.
Han Jin paused. He felt that Hayden's words made sense, but Edwina said in a firm tone, "No, I want to go with you!"
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