Because there were still many wounded soldiers, the speed of the army's advance was very slow. It took them six days to finally see the city walls of the Holy Crown City. The people in the city also noticed the black mass of troops. When the God of War approached the city walls, the city gates opened and a group of people walked out from inside.
This was an army that had returned after a great victory. Of course, someone had to come out to welcome them. However, the number of people was a little small, less than a hundred. Other than Jedis, Amijay, and a few Cardinals, there was also a group of strangers.
Guevara looked down from above and saw everything clearly. His eyes suddenly lit up. Before Harley could land the God of War, he had already jumped down from the ship and landed on the ground. Then he laughed loudly, "Hallman, what a miracle! You are finally willing to leave your kennel? "
"I haven't seen you for so long, and you are still so rude. I didn't want to mention it … but you forced me!" The old man opposite him seemed to be very dissatisfied with Guevara's rudeness. His tone was also very tough, "You owe me, and you should pay it back!"
"You got the wrong person, I don't owe you anything," Guevara turned around and shouted, "Raphael, come down quickly, your creditor is here to collect your debt!"
"Creditor?" Han Jin was confused. He cast a Shrinking Spell and appeared beside Guevara, looking at him.
"Are you Lord Raphael? I have heard so much about you. "The old man bowed.
"Raphael, let me introduce you." Guevara smiled, "This is Hallman, the president of the Chamber of Commerce in Isolated Cliff City. Hallman, you can talk to him directly about your debt."
"President Hallman, I have heard so much about you." Han Jin suddenly realized, "When did you arrive at the Holy Crown City? Why didn't anyone inform us? " Back then, Han Jin only had a small reputation, and he only had Riptide, which had never really been used on the battlefield. Because Lang Ning needed a large number of magic crystal cannons but had no military funds, Guevara personally came to Isolated Cliff City. In Guevara's words, he was ready to sell his old face and establish a friendship with Hallman in the hopes of getting help. From Guevara's attitude, it was clear that he had no confidence. He was no longer the all-powerful Guevara of the past. If Hallman could help him, of course he would be grateful, but if Hallman didn't help him, it was reasonable and normal.
As a result, Hallman warmly received Guevara and granted him all of his requests. After Han Jin and Guevara left Isolated Cliff City, Hallman was still actively sending supplies to the Holy Crown City, even when the elves were at their most strict.
Therefore, Han Jin's attitude was very polite. One had to know that the significance of providing help in a time of need was far greater than adding flowers to a brocade!
"When we arrived, you had already led the army to battle," Hallman replied with a smile. Holman replied with a smile. Han Jin's attitude was far beyond his expectations. He had thought that Han Jin, who had achieved great things at such a young age and had returned with a great victory, would be arrogant and domineering. However, seeing him in person was better than hearing about him. Han Jin's smile was gentle and bright, just like a big boy full of sunshine. Compared to the fierce reputation he had in the legends, it was a huge contrast. Of course, with Holman's experience, he would not underestimate Han Jin just because of an external impression. Han Jin's battle achievements were real. Holman paused and said, "Besides, we are just taking a stroll. How could we delay your military affairs?!"
"Just taking a walk?" Guevara chuckled. "You never go out. I've been looking for you many times, but I've never seen you stand up from that broken chair of yours. Did you really come all this way just to take a walk?"
"Master Guevara, I don't think I have done anything wrong to you." Hallman smiled bitterly. His round face was almost scrunched up. "Why are you always targeting me?"
"I am doing this for your own good." Although Guevara was still smiling, his eyes were not smiling. "Raphael is not a person who likes to pretend. If you really have something … it is best to talk about it openly." In fact, Guevara was indeed thinking for Hallman. Hallman had helped Han Jin a lot in the past and had already taken the first step in the right direction. But if there was a first step, there would be a second step. According to Hallman's style and character, he was very worried that Hallman would do something wrong or say something wrong.
Hallman's expression was slightly stunned. After a moment, he nodded. "Don't worry, I understand."
"Mr. Guevara is right. I hate beating around the bush. You are tired, and so am I. Let's just talk about it. We are all friends." Han Jin smiled. "Of course, this is not the place to talk. Let's go upstairs and talk." He was not clear about the relationship between Guevara and Hallman. There were some things that could not be said casually. Then, Han Jin's gaze fell on Jeddes. "Jeddes, these days … how have you been?"
Jeddes had been staring at Han Jin. He stared at Han Jin without blinking. After a long time, he let out a long sigh.
"What? Hard to explain? Haha … "Han Jin laughed." Let's go upstairs and talk. After all, I have time. I can be your best listener. "
"Raphael!" Following this voice, an old man in his fifties stepped out from the crowd.
"Dwightsteel, you are here too?" Han Jin immediately recognized him.
"Yes." Dwightsteel's gaze swept over the crowd as if he was looking for someone. "I am not the only one here. My brothers are here as well."
"Your Dragon Singer Mercenary Group?"
"There are also many high-grade mercenaries. They are all willing to serve you, sir!" Dwightsteel said in a sonorous voice.
Han Jin took a deep breath. He was pleasantly surprised. His army had suffered a great loss in the battle with the orcs. For the past few days, he had been discussing with Guevara how to deal with the situation. Who would have thought that someone would give him a pillow just as he was about to doze off? Moreover, the high-grade mercenaries were all very powerful. With a bit of training, they would become elite soldiers!
"How many?" Gibran asked.
"A lot." Dwightsteel said with a smile, "They heard that Winston and Saxon were both promoted to Legion Commanders. Our brothers aren't convinced!"
"Our brothers are not convinced?" Gibran laughed. "I think you are the one who is not convinced!"
Dwightsteel's expression stiffened, and his elegant smile turned into a dry one. Of all the mercenaries who were not convinced, Dwightsteel was one of them. He was stronger than Winston and Gibran, but he had been forced to stay in Isolated Cliff City all this time. Every time he thought about this, he felt wronged because it was Han Jin who had asked him to stay in Isolated Cliff City. He said that if a large number of mercenaries left, the city would be too empty, and if there were any accidents, the consequences would be unimaginable. If he had been able to follow Han Jin, he would definitely have been one of the two Legion Commanders! The leader of a mercenary group was also called a Legion Commander, but compared to a Legion Commander of a regular army, the difference was too big. The former could only live in the memories of the mercenaries, and as the memories faded, people would slowly forget him. If he could serve under Han Jin, he believed that there would definitely be a place for him in the history books. After living for so long, he had enjoyed all that he could, and had accepted all that he could. His last wish was to leave something behind.
"Dwightsteel!"
"Sir?"
"Take our brothers and find a place to rest first. I need to take care of a few things first, then I will find you immediately." Han Jin thought for a moment. "How about this, you guys go directly to the Night of Bliss and find Hallister. Just tell him …" Before he could finish, he saw Jeddes's expression change, and only then did he realize that Hallister was still being held captive by the Holy See.
"Gibran, take Dwightsteel to the Night of Bliss, and tell our brothers to do whatever they want. It's my treat today."
"Okay." Gibran grinned. "Does that include me?"
"Julia, did you hear that?" Han Jin asked in a seemingly careless tone.
"I … heard … you!" Julia replied word by word.
"Julia, I was just joking." Gibran immediately lost his temper. Although he always looked cold and gloomy in front of outsiders, he was not angry at all in front of Julia. "It's not my first time in the Holy Crown City. Do you think I've been to that kind of place before?"
"You used to hide in the basement with Julia. You couldn't go even if you wanted to." Sassoux continued.
"Yeah." Morrisons University said casually. "If you could still run out and fool around in that kind of place, then I would really admire you! In the whole continent, I don't think anyone could do it except for Raphael. "
"What did you say?" Han Jin felt that this was not the right thing to say.
"Ah …" Morrisons also realized his own weakness and hurriedly explained. "I meant that he couldn't come out. Only you can come and go as you please."
"I thought you meant that only Raphael could go out and fool around whenever he wanted." Léger smirked.
On the other side, Hallman's eyes were a little dazed. He had seen many lords who did not put on airs, but he had never seen one like this. Han Jin did not put on airs at all, so there was nothing wrong with him. Moreover, the other young people all looked indifferent. They must have often joked with Han Jin.
Ever since Han Jin made a name for himself in Isolated Cliff City, Hallman had also started to pay attention to Han Jin. However, he did not get much information. Han Jin rarely came out. If he watched too closely and was discovered, it would cause unhappiness. The people he sent out could only watch and listen from afar. Plus, his people would only send back important information. Boring conversations like daily gossip would be filtered out. Otherwise, they would just be asking for a scolding. Some things had to be seen with one's own eyes in order to get a feel for it. Listening to other people's words would often distort the truth.
"Let's go. We'll talk on the boat." Han Jin was too lazy to talk to Morrisons and Léger.
Hallman and Han Jin tried to be polite to each other. Seeing a flash of impatience in Han Jin's eyes, Hallman suddenly remembered Guevara's words. Without further ado, he cast a levitation spell and was the first to fly up.
Morrisons grabbed the ladder and was about to climb up when Han Jin grabbed his shoulder. "Don't go up."
"What … what?" Morrisons widened his eyes in confusion. In his impression, Han Jin was not a person who liked to hold grudges.
"What are you doing up there? Go and see Sylvia! " Han Jin's eyes showed a hint of a smile. Recalling the red-haired woman who called herself "Old Mother" every time, he wanted to laugh. Then he thought of Morrisons' helplessness in the hands of the devil, and he wanted to laugh even more.
"I …" Morrisons's body stiffened, but his hands were still tightly holding the ladder.
"What? What's wrong with you? " Han Jin was a little surprised. When they came back, Morrisons kept talking about how Sylvia was and how she had been wronged. Now that they were finally back in the Holy Crown City, why did he suddenly become so negative?
Moxinke looked around and pulled Han Jin aside. The others were all busy boarding the ship and didn't notice them. Even if they did, they wouldn't come over to eavesdrop, unless it was someone else. Moxinke was more likely to eavesdrop on them.
Han Jin turned around while following Morrisons and said, "Sassoux, Léger, don't go up yet."
"What's wrong?" Léger asked confusedly.
"Go and see Qi Li for me." Han Jin said, "Oh, and little Joseph."
"Got it." Léger jumped up from the ladder and walked towards the city gate with Sassoux. Dwightsteel saw Léger and Sassoux follow and waited for a while. The group of people laughed and chatted as they disappeared through the city gate.
"Raphael, if I tell you, will you laugh at me?" Morrisons looked at Han Jin with a serious face.
"Then don't tell me." Han Jin turned around and was about to leave.
"Wait," Morrisons grabbed Han Jin and said, "If you don't help me, then I'm really done for!"
"Is it that serious?" Han Jin found it funny.
"Raphael, I'm so annoyed that I'm about to die. How is it not serious?" Morrisons frowned and said, "When I can't see Sylvia, I really miss her. Sometimes I even dream of her. But now that I can see her, I … I suddenly don't want to see her."
"Why?" Han Jin asked in surprise.
"Because …" Morrisons scratched his stubble hard. "Because I hate her!"
"What do you hate about her?" Han Jin asked seriously. If Sylvia heard this, she would definitely die!
"I hate her temper," Morrisons shouted. "She's too irritable! If I do something that makes her unhappy, she always yells at me. Why do you think she's like this? If only her temper was like Yalina's! Even if she can't, Sunier would be fine, I … "
"Don't use other people's … examples! Do you understand? "Han Jin said angrily.
"That's what I meant. I didn't mean it."
Han Jin looked at Morrisons for a moment and said slowly, "I understand. Deep down, you still like Sylvia. After all, you two grew up together and have feelings for each other. But you can't accept Sylvia's temper. It's very painful. What you really want is someone like Dominique … Why are you staring? I'm saying that you want someone who's shy and can accept Sylvia. You're not satisfied and think that you can find someone better. You can't bear to abandon Sylvia and you don't want to hurt her. Is that right? "
Moxinke stared blankly for a moment and cried, "Yes! That's right! Raphael, tell me, what should I do? "
"Haha, I haven't even solved my own problem and you're asking me what should I do?" Han Jin smiled helplessly. "So … take care!" After that, Han Jin patted Morrisons on the shoulder and turned to leave.
"Hey! Raphael! "Morrisons shouted.
"No matter if you want to give up or accept, Sylvia is seriously injured now. You should go and visit her. That's what you should do, right?" Han Jin turned around and said, "Do I need to say more?"
Morrisons slowly lowered his head. Han Jin's words made sense and he couldn't refute them.
On the deck of the God of War, Guevara was making introductions to Gao Bin. The first person he introduced was Gao Bin. Seeing the highest leader of the elves smiling and drinking wine, Gao Bin's expression didn't change. As the saying goes, the business world is like a battlefield. In the first business, you have to fight with others until you bleed. Later on, you have to work together sincerely. Guevara had seen many examples like this. In his opinion, there was nothing to be surprised about. Instead, it was Han Jin, who didn't put on airs at all, that made him feel strange.
Next was Yalina and Sunier. Of course, Guevara couldn't tell them about the conflict between them, so he only briefly introduced them. Next was Stillberg, Hogan, and Harley. With Stillberg's strength, there was no room for him to speak here, so there was no need for a formal introduction. However, he was Han Jin's "little playmate". In name, they were master and servant, but in reality, they were family. This identity was enough. As the saying went, there were seven ranks in front of the prime minister's door. No one dared to offend Stillberg.
After everyone was seated, Han Jin appeared at the side of the ship. Guevara asked, "Morrisons is being mysterious. Why did he look for you?"
"Haha …" Han Jin shrugged.
"Where is he?" Guevara saw that Han Jin didn't want to talk about it, so he changed the topic.
"He went to find Sylvia," Han Jin said as he sat beside Jeddes. "I say … can you smile? Look at your sad face. "
"Jeddes, what's wrong?" Sunier asked with concern, but Yalina looked away. She had a guilty conscience and didn't dare to talk to Jeddes. She was worried that he would see through her.
"Can I have a little of your time?" Jeddes slowly stood up.
"I told you, I have plenty of time today." Han Jin smiled. "Can't you say it here?"
Hallman was trying to find the right words, but when he saw that Han Jin cared more about Jeddes, he tactfully looked away and whispered to Guevara.
"It's best not to say it here." Jeddes slowly walked up the stairs.
"What about you? Amyjay, aren't you going? "
"I'll wait here," Amyjay said with a smile. Amij laughed. When Jeddis's figure had disappeared below the deck, he added in a low voice, "Sir, these days … His Holiness has been in a bad mood. If he has offended you, please forgive him."
"Don't worry, it'll be fine." Han Jin paused. "Amyjay, tell me, how is Hallister now?"
"He's not very good, but he's not very bad either. When it first happened, the Pope didn't know, so he couldn't stop it. Since then, he's been trying his best to protect Hallister," Amyjay said.
"It's been hard on him." Han Jin smiled and slowly walked up the stairs.
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