"There's no rush." Frank waved off Silverbell, chuckling. "I'm waiting for the other party to make contact anyway. Since I have the time, I can go with you." "Okay." Silverbell did not reject Frank, since she knew the depth of his abilities.

If anything, she felt more confident with his involvement.

With that, Frank booked the room beside Silverbell so that they could stay close, while Mickus stayed in the room opposite Silverbell's.

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Late into the night, a blond foreign businessman was seated in his room, sipping wine as if waiting.

A cool breeze suddenly gusted into the room, and the window unwittingly opened.

By the time the foreign businessman turned to look, a towering shadow had arrived.

He sat opposite the foreign businessman, snatching the bottle of wine from the table and chugging it before snorting in displeasure.

shadow and spoke in crude Draconian. "So you kept true to your word, Mr. Shrode.

of money to flee the country. So pay me, and I'll give you the spiritron vein. Do you have any

issue, but the authenticity of your spiritron vein is the key issue here. Would you allow me to appraise

suspecting me,

Shrode. "The Lionhearts were the ones who asked me to steal this spiritron vein, but Titus Lionheart broke the agreement and tried have me killed. It took me

here, Mr. Shrode," Mobius said, shaking his head. "I've already given you my word-if the spiritron vein you gave me is the real deal, my master shall grant you immunity, and no one would lay a finger on

words were blunt, leaving Mr.

chuckled. "Heh. I'm surprised you have such influence even in

precious, Mr. Shrode. The spiritron vein,

"Fine."

did not hesitate to take out what appeared to be a stark-white phalange

left Mobius frowning. "That's...

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