The six of them continued to laugh and have fun.
To be honest, they were not that worried about Arnold’s enemy. Unless he had also beco a magic warrior rank 4, then they might have to face a lot of troubles. But even in the military, there were not many people who had reached rank 4.
The amount of resources that they needed to invest in order to reach that rank was enormous.
It was not sothing that a single person could obtain in such a short period of ti.
After enough talking and laughing, they all wen their separate ways to rest.
...
The next day, Ruben and Stephen handed over the information through their phones to Arnold. So Arnold, who was training, received information in the afternoon.
"They’re very efficient." Alia was stunned when Arnold said that both of them had sent him the necessary information.
"Of course." Arnold chuckled. "So businesses are ti sensitive. If they can’t grasp the chance at the right ti, the profit they can obtain will be reduced. For these businessn who valued money more than their lives... it’s unacceptable."
Alia: ???
"No, I don’t think that my brother and his friends are people who value money more than their lives."
From what she had seen, they were simply using money as a ans to obtain their goal.
After all, for the business to keep going, the money had to continue flowing from one side to others. There were also employees that he had to pay and so on. Though, the profit that he accumulated over the years would be more than enough to make him live comfortably.
That was if the world hadn’t changed like this.
"I know." Arnold chuckled. "And I don’t really talk about them specifically because I know that they will not be blinded by profit. The most important thing is to use the resources you have in hand to live the life you want."
Alia nodded blankly.
She didn’t quite understand what Arnold ant. Besides, it didn’t seem to be that important for her?
After all, Alia didn’t really manage her money herself and most of it was handled by her parents. She only has a portion of money and resources that she used to train herself.
"Can I see the information now?" Alia asked curiously.
"Yes. It’s just detailing their activity," Arnold replied and handed over his phone to Alia. Yer has been staying in City I Base in the past four days and busy selling various resources he managed to obtain through hunting and so on.
Not everyone wanted to live in the base and people like him who used to be a rcenary was even less likely willing to stay in one place.
Because all of them knew very well that they would be restricted by the rules and laws.
rcenaries were used to live freely.
They didn’t want to be controlled by others and would rather take things into their own hands.
Back then, rcenaries were basically people in the grey area. Their existences were acknowledged by the officials and as long as they didn’t commit cris, they were basically let off.
Many of them could even be called bounty hunters.
After all, there were also bounties released by the officials in the dark web. If they could finish the task, they could receive a remuneration and so on.
"Hmm, they’re outside right now," Alia comnted when she saw the last line of the information.
"Yes and unless I keep on paying attention to them, it’ll be hard to track them down," Arnold replied.
He used to be a rcenary himself, so he knew that it wouldn’t be so easy for others to track their whereabouts when they didn’t want to be found. After all, many rcenaries have blood in their hands and they didn’t want to be controlled by others.
In this chaotic world... it was simply the best place for them.
"Do you plan to co to them?" Alia’s expression changed.
"Yes." Arnold nodded.
"But it would be..."
"Dangerous? I know," Arnold replied calmly. "Since they can carry sniper rifles around and have enough ammunition, they should have made so dealings with so people or even the officials. Even if I have Samuel as my backing, they can still make trouble for ."
So rcenaries would cooperate with the officials and even Arnold did the sa back then. At least, before he chose to retire from his position and took a long break to stay with his friends.
Arnold has never been a coward.
"So I plan to take risk and trap them in turn... besides, so of their mbers have died in my hands and Yer would not be willing to let off easily," Arnold said calmly.
From the mont he took them out, he had been prepared that they wouldn’t be able to live peacefully with each other.
Facing people who killed their n... how could one calm down?
At least, Arnold couldn’t do sothing like that.
And he didn’t think that Yer could do it either.
"Then I’ll follow you," Alia said without hesitation.
Arnold frowned. "That will be inappropriate. My life might be in danger and..."
"No matter what, I’ll follow you. When fighting against the magic beasts, when did our lives not be in danger?" Alia retorted and crossed her arms. "I don’t want to see you go forward on your own again."
Hearing Alia’s words, Arnold’s hands trembled for a mont. He looked at the young woman in front of him and wanted to persuade her to stay back.
Yet at the sa ti, he had the feeling that it would be impossible.
In the end, Arnold sighed. "Alright. But you should stay close to and if the situation turns to the worst... you have to go."
"I know, I know." Alia pursed her lips.
As for leaving when the situation turn for the worst?
No way!
She didn’t want to run away on her own.
Arnold looked at Alia’s expression and sighed in his heart.
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