Jason’s eyebrows shot up, his expression turning unfriendly.
Human?
He was certainly human.
And the purest kind at that.
The air grew colder as a chilling breath began to emanate from Jason’s body.
The newcor shuddered, their hood falling away to reveal a relatively young face.
Hair that should have been golden but was slightly white, a handso face marked with crow’s feet, and heavy dark circles under the eyes that made the otherwise clear eyes appear muddied. Two tal earrings adorned his left ear, one silver, one gold.
At this mont, the person was staring at Jason, panic evident in their eyes.
Just now, in that instant, their soul had trembled.
It was a fear that stemd from the depths of the soul.
His soul kept telling him not to resist, not to resist, not to resist, or else... he would be devoured!
This was the first ti he had felt such a sensation in his soul.
Even when facing individuals from ’Copper’s Resilience,’ ’Silver’s Glory,’ ’Golden Wind,’ and ’Undying Diamond,’ he had never felt such a shiver.
Not even the official mbers among them induced such a feeling.
But looking at Jason, he felt it.
Tel involuntarily tried to swallow, but his dry throat only made his Adam’s apple bob up and down, failing to provide the expected moistness, and instead grew even drier.
Looking at the hockey mask, Tel laughed awkwardly.
"Sorry, the information I received indicated that you were human,"
"However, it now appears there was an error in the information. Are you one of the ancient species?"
Tel straightened his robe, trying to address Jason with as much grace as possible.
According to rumors, the ancient species rarely showed themselves, even during the invasion of the Sabie Aliens, preferring to stay within societies like ’Golden Wind’ and ’Undying Diamond.’
They only sent out so of their younger mbers to be active on the battlefield alongside the warriors and knights of ’Copper’s Resilience.’
As for ’Silver’s Glory’?
Those who called themselves ’Hunters,’ aside from one or two surviving Masters, hardly had any young people left. With the death of those one or two Masters, the entire organization was destined to decline.
Therefore, Tel had never imagined he would encounter an ancient species here.
He felt uneasy inside.
After all, the ancient species were rumored to be powerful but also capricious.
The latter rumor was far more prevalent than the forr.
Hence, Tel was even more ceremonious in his deanor.
But Jason furrowed his brow.
Ancient species?
Was he being insulted?
Jason watched Tel bow before him with utmost respect and couldn’t help but be reminded of soone in the Nightless City who had a smiling face but spoke insultingly about one’s maternal relatives in vulgar language.
Those unaware of its aning would take it as a common greeting.
Jason didn’t know at first either.
Latter, after that person had their tongue cut out and stuffed into a flower of a particular X, Jason understood.
Tel’s doubtful gaze made him increasingly uneasy.
However, as an excellent mber of the Clock Tower’s ’Extraterrestrial Surveillance Bureau,’ being adaptable was a fundantal skill. Tel first raised his head slightly, showing a smile full of etiquette, and then spoke, "Your Excellency, you slew eleven Sabie Alien scouts and one Assaulter. This is a rit that will be recorded. Of course, these corpses can also be used for trading. I know so from the Mystical Side are very interested in these alien bodies. Would you like to make an introduction?"
"That would be acceptable,"
Jason’s brows were still furrowed, but that didn’t stop him from agreeing.
Exchanging these bodies for better things was sothing Jason was happy to do.
For instance: food.
Even though he had just eaten, Jason didn’t mind eating more.
"What kinds of things can they be exchanged for?"
Jason asked.
"It seems you have sothing in mind to exchange for, Your Excellency? Aside from the secret techniques of various societies and barracks, these scouts can be traded for one or two quite nice items. As for the Assaulter’s body, it is quite uncommon, and so Your Excellencies would have great interest in it. If you wish, I can make contact for you right away,"
Tel answered with a smile as he faced Jason’s inquiry.
In an effort to quickly close the gap between them, the Clock Tower mber not only spoke honestly but also actively sought to facilitate Jason’s needs.
No!
It was more like courtship!
Jason could clearly sense the other’s ’enthusiasm.’
This confird to Jason that the other party likely wasn’t insulting him just now.
Similarly, Jason realized the situation he was in was even worse than he had imagined.
Otherwise, the other party would definitely not have such an attitude.
"Good, thank you,"
Jason expressed his gratitude and then took out his phone to call John again.
"It’s ; tell everyone to head back to the ’Safe Haven’ right away,"
"Understood,"
"I will,"
Without needing many words or any doubt, John acted imdiately.
This was why Jason preferred to call John.
Brian and McCaul would have complied too.
But both would ask why, especially McCaul, who always had a strong sense of curiosity.
And now was not the ti for explanations.
Jason’s gaze returned to Tel.
The latter had already taken out a scroll and was writing sothing on it.
"You know, many of Your Excellencies still adhere to traditions to this day and are not very good at using modern items. But you really surprised , being able to operate a cell phone so proficiently,"
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