"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.

spoke in crude Draconian. "So you kept true to your word, Mr. Shrode. But don't you

money to flee the country.

shrugged. "Money isn't an issue, but the authenticity of your spiritron vein

suspecting

request actually annoyed Mr. 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 great lengths to escape the Lionhearts' pursuit and flee here

you gave me is the real deal, my master shall grant you immunity, and no one

blunt, leaving Mr. Shrode a little

you have such

Mr. Shrode. The spiritron vein, please," Mobius insisted, focused

"Fine."

take out what appeared to be a stark-white phalange from his pocket and place it on his

unassuming object left Mobius frowning. "That's... a spiritron

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