Chapter 58: (2)
Mr. Banson, Kaiyan called out to Banson, who was sitting on the roof of the carriage, quietly observing the front.
Whats the matter, Kaiyan? Banson asked.
By any chance if there are any unknown variables at the destination, please dont let your guard down, Kaiyan warned.
Haha! Our contract ends once we reach the destination, so whats there to worry about? Banson dismissed the warning.
Kaiyan thought it was important to know the n to be prepared in advance.
However, Banson seemed unfazed, either naturally or because he trusted Jansen, and didnt pay much attention to Kaiyans words.
You need to know the n to be prepared in advance
Even if the workers of Therian merchant considered themselves allies of Jansen, at least the nine mercenaries other than Kaiyan had no reason to think the same. If any variables arose, they needed to ensure their survival.
Should I make use of the shop, perhaps?
Huh! Its Gami-an! I can see Gami-an! one of the mercenaries shouted, interrupting Kaiyans thoughts.
Kaiyan stood up and looked ahead. Indeed, he could see the edge of Gami-an Great ins in the distance.
Wow, its true. Does that mean the mission is over now? one of the mercenaries eximed.
Bisel! Quickly tell Mr. Jansen that weve reached the destination! Banson instructed.
The mercenaries rejoiced in unison and stopped the carriage. If Jansens daytime words were true, then this ce was undoubtedly the destination.
Knock, knock.
Mr. Jansen! Weve reached the destination! Bisel knocked on the door of Jansens carriage, but there was no response.
Knock, knock.
Mr. Jansen? Bisel called again, but there was still no answer.
Thud, thud!
Mr. Jansen! Pleasee out! Weve reached the destination! Bisel, unable to contain herself, began pounding on the door.
Even if Jansen was asleep, the noise should have been enough to wake him up.
Jansen is definitely inside the carriage.
Kaiyans expanded senses allowed him to perceive that there was someone inside the carriage. Thats why he waited, even if Jansen was ying some kind of game.
However, Jansen didnt show any intention of getting out of the carriage and didnt respond at all. Btedly, Banson, who hade down from the carriage roof, approached Bisel.
Bisel, step aside. Something seems to have happened, Banson said.
What do you n to do, Banson? Bisel asked.
Well I guess Ill have to break down the carriage door.
What? Bisel was taken aback as Banson raised his small axe and swung it toward the carriage door.
Crack!
Hey, hey! What is he doing, breaking the carriage like that?
Oh Please! Has Banson gone mad?
Seeing this scene, a surprised Katina and the other mercenaries rushed to stop Banson, but the carriage door was already broken.
Through the broken opening, they could see a person sitting in a chair.
Ah, so its not Jansen Then who is this?
Kaiyan wondered who it could be, as he had initially assumed it was Jansen, who hadnte out of the carriage for six days. But upon closer inspection, it was someone else. Why was there another person in Jansens carriage? Where did Jansen go?
For a moment, the situation didnt make sense. And it seemed the other mercenaries were just as perplexed, expressing their confusion.
Huh? Jansen? No, its not Its not Jansen.
What are you saying, Banson? Wait Thats true.
What is going on here? Who are you?
After forcefully opening the broken carriage door, the mercenaries dragged the person out and Banson grabbed him by the cor, lifting him up.
Who are you?
I I just did as he was told
What? Who told You to do what?
T-the higher-ups They said to just do as they say
So this person was in the carriage instead of Jansen all this time?
It was Kaiyans mistake. He relied too much on his senses.
He only realized there was a person in the carriage, but he didnt confirm if it was Jansen. He naturally assumed it was him.
However, there was one strange thing that couldnt be overlookedthe voice that had been answering the mercenaries questions as Jansen.
What about the voice they heard from Jansen until now?
Banson seemed to have the same thought as he cautiously pointed inside the carriage.
The voice of the higher-ups ising from that bead over there. Its true!
A bead?
As he said, there was indeed a small bead ced inside the carriage.
It wasnt perfectly shaped like a toy, but it had a transparent color and gave off a slightly mysterious vibe.
Thats Amunication bead?
Yeah, youre right. It seems like Jansen used themunication bead to speak with us.
Amunication bead
Kaiyan had heard of it before. It was a magical artifact that allowed people to hear each others voices even when they were far apart. To think he would see it like this.
So, this guy and that Jansen guy conspired and deceived us?
Bisel, who had an angry expression, threatened him as if she would kill him on the spot. The person kneeled on the ground and opened his mouth, seemingly expressing his grievances.
I just did as I was told, for the money! And not just me, all the workers of the Therian merchant caravan knew about it!
What?
As they looked at the workers of the Therian merchant caravan to see if his words were true, they avoided eye contact. This fact made the mercenaries even angrier, and they approached the workers aggressively.
Whats the reason for ying with us like this? Whats the reason for bringing us here?
Wheres that Jansen guy? Tell us now!
Hmmm
As Kaiyan watched them from behind, a strong vibration echoed in his head.
It warned him that it was dangerous and that he should escape from here immediately.
Why?
He trusted his senses, but at the same time, he had doubts. What kind of danger could be so severe that he had to run away from here at once? In this ce, at the edge of the Louis ins.
It didnt resonate so powerfully when he faced Kaes, the strongest at the mercenaries branch.
Just how significant was the danger that it was warning him about?
Escape again?
If it was about running away, he had done it enough times already. But to be told to run away once again It wasughable.
I wont run.
He forcefully suppressed the strongly resonating warning.
Running away ends here.
No matter whoes at him, hell fight and ovee it.
Thats why I have grown.
With a firm grip on his weapon, he resurrected the memories of fierce battlefields, and the suppressed rage surged up, staining his eyes red.
Predator.
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