Jack went inside the hall and found John was sitting behind a table by the side of the hall. He was reading so papers that spread out on the table. Jack ca to him.
"Hey, are you still saying bad things about ? So of our mbers are terrified of ," Jack said to him.
"Isn't that a good thing?" John replied without looking at Jack, he was still reading the papers on the table.
"Good thing my ass, how am I supposed to make friends if guild mbers are avoiding ?"
"Then don't. A leader should act aloof. Away from the reach of the common mbers. That will make them respect you more."
"They will?"
"Sure, don't you trust ?"
"Is that a trick question?"
"Mm…" the guy mumbled. Jack could see that he was distracted. Jack then asked, "What's the matter? Why do you call
back?"
John finally looked up at Jack. Jack saw so tiredness in the guy's eyes. He wondered what could probably bother this person who usually wore the devil-may-care attitude.
"We have two problems," John said. "Saint Edge and Wicked Witches."
"Oh? Are they attacking? Just point
in their direction. I will whoop them no problem," Jack said.
"This is not sothing that can be settled by whooping asses. You got an update from Bowler about so big guilds to have managed in crossing countries, right?"
Jack nodded.
"Wicked Witches and Saint Edge had both reconnected with their true leaders. Wicked Witches' leader ca into this world at Aurebor Dynasty, the elven country. So of their mbers had crossed over to this country and established teleportation links. The sa goes for Saint Edge, they ca from…"
"The Sangrod Empire. Specifically Vacharest, the capital of that country. Their guild headquarters was there," Jack cut in John's words.
"So you know."
"William of Wellington told ."
"Yes, it is so. The true leaders of both guilds had just teleported to Thereath yesterday," John inford.
"So what? Their true leaders are also just players. What's so troubleso about them? If they want to make trouble, I will gladly et them in combat."
"Can you please stop trying to solve everything with violence?" John said with exasperation. "What is troubleso is not the leaders. Yes, they are rather capable players. They also bring several lieutenants who are both famous players and long-ti key mbers of their guild, but that's not the problem. The issue is with the intentions they bring."
"What intentions?"
"They requested their heirs to co with them and rule their guilds together with them."
Jack was baffled hearing it. "What does that got to with us?"
"Jeanny was the daughter to the main leader of Wicked Witches," John said.
Jack took in a deep breath. Jeanny did tell him about her family having a share in the workshop behind Wicked Witches, but she never ntioned anything about her mother being the main leader.
"Jeanny was currently on her way to et her mother for a talk. She did say she was going to reject the request but I'm not sure. She didn't look so well when she left, and I don't peg her for a disobedient child. The talk might not go as smooth as she hopes it will be."
"Where are they eting?"
"In a VIP room of Ellie's Restaurant."
'Good, it should be easy for
to find out which room they are in then,' Jack thought.
"What about the Saint Edge, you said Saint Edge has the sa intention? Does that an their heir is one of our mbers as well?"
"Yes."
"Who?" Jack asked.
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