Compensation?!
Adi, who was already prepared to close his eyes and await death, imdiately widened his eyes when he heard this.
There was still a chance!
No need to die!
The joy in his heart made the vice-captain of the exploration team's breathing beco hurried.
He began to think about what his team could offer as compensation.
Money?
They had so, but the "Spirit dium" in front of them would certainly not be interested.
Secret techniques, for the sa reason.
Even the secret technique of their leader, "Storm Sword" Deljo, was inferior compared to the "Spirit dium" who had already reached the Entry level.
What about props?
From years of exploring, they had indeed accumulated a good number of props.
But they were all of the common Arcana Level.
The real quality items were few.
And even such quality items would hardly impress the "Spirit dium" before them.
Being an archaeologist and a part-ti mysticist, Adi's judgnt was quite discerning.
Therefore, with just a glance at the "Spirit dium," Arthur, he quickly deduced that the value of the props he possessed far exceeded their own.
What was left for them to offer then?
People!
Themselves!
Upon this thought, a bitter smile erged on Adi's face.
"To express our apologies, we are willing to serve you..."
The vice-captain of the exploration team said this while stealthily observing Arthur's expression.
Adi wanted to ntion the "number of services" based on Arthur's deanor.
In his heart, twice was most appropriate, and even thrice was acceptable.
But...
When the vice-captain saw a distinct look of disdain on Arthur's face, he just couldn't bring himself to ntion the number.
The vice-captain's words ca to an abrupt stop.
What was supposed to be "a few tis of service" beca just "service."
Missing two words, the aning had changed dramatically.
The forr was temporary employnt, the latter was akin to an indenture contract.
The vice-captain wanted to explain, but he just couldn't find the words.
Because after showing disdain, the "Spirit dium" also furrowed his brow.
His deanor clearly conveyed utter contempt for them.
"Let Deljo demonstrate his full strength before tomorrow. If he passes, I will accept your service. If not, I will give you a suggestion."
Arthur said indifferently and then brushed past Adi to enter the tent.
This patronizing tone left the vice-captain of the exploration team with a wry smile. He glanced towards the direction of the tent and then went to his teammates.
He knew they were in big trouble.
If their leader could not pass the test tomorrow, it was highly likely that they would all be killed, right?
No!
They would definitely be killed!
Although the "Spirit dium" had only ntioned a suggestion!
But this suggestion was surely filled with death!
And all along, the vice-captain of the exploration team never once thought that Arthur was after their lives—
Firstly, because of the reputation of the "Black Cat Faction."
Secondly, because of Arthur's attitude of disdain, looking down on them as if they were beneath him.
If it were only for the first reason, the vice-captain might still have had so doubts.
But with the second reason, the vice-captain was completely out of ideas.
And this was exactly what Arthur wanted!
Arthur needed a team of explorers like Deljo's to find various relics and to replenish XP.
A sincere invitation is naturally the best.
But to impress soone of the "Great Arcana Level" is not an easy task.
At this stage, Arthur had many things that could do the trick, but those were things that Arthur himself needed and simply could not be offered as bargaining chips.
Therefore, Arthur chose another thod to "invite" the other party.
He wouldn't go and invite the person.
Rather, he would make the person beg him.
The reversal of their relationship directly changed the troubling situation at hand.
'I don't want to pay for the goods, but I still want them, what can you do?
Little Arthur, rember, we are not robbers, we are "Spirit diums," we can't just take other people's things at will!
So—
We have to make the person and their belongings all ours!
Taking one's own things isn't robbery!' Old Charlie's words were etched in Arthur's heart.
And now?
He was simply applying what he learned.
According to the original plan, Arthur was prepared to use Marinda a bit to help her get into the ga smoothly, but who knew that their people would take the initiative to co to him.
Arthur naturally would not hold back.
And the results were good.
Of course, there were always unexpected events.
Once Adi returned, this exploration team might leave South Los overnight—although under the Deterrence of the "Death Hound" and the "Alert Line" he had set up in advance, this possibility was extrely slim. But just in case, Arthur still had Wuni follow them.
After finishing all this, Arthur picked up Pendragon and lay back on the soft couch.
Scott was still making the final adjustnts next to him.
Arthur, who pretended to rest with his eyes closed, focused his attention on Deljo's exploration team—
The match between "Storm Sword" Deljo and Lord Ernest's nephew had ended.
Deljo won with ease.
The "Storm Sword" didn't take it seriously at all and got his ticket to the semifinals with just a casual strike.
However, when the "Storm Sword" made his way to where his teammates were, he found his teammates looking a bit off.
"What's wrong?
Was the invitation unsuccessful?" the "Storm Sword" asked.
"Not unsuccessful, but unexpected," Adi replied without any concealnt, recounting what had just happened.
As soon as Adi finished speaking, the youngest, Little Winna, imdiately raised her hand to speak.
"Why don't we abandon this relic?
I have a feeling things are too dangerous this ti!
If we leave South Los right now, with South County being so big, even that 'Spirit dium' couldn't possibly find us!"
Pruitt, the chef, nodded in agreent with Little Winna's words.
But Winna's sister, Edwina, shook her head.
"That 'Spirit dium' keeps a 'Death Hound.' If we run away and he lets the 'Death Hound' loose, we simply can't Hide our tracks. Once the 'Death Hound' finds us, it ans the 'Spirit dium' has found us, and we're no match for an 'Entrant'."
The tall redhead Riddle Solver, a Mysticist, shook her head.
"I'm sorry, it's my..."
Adi imdiately stood up to apologize, but before he could finish, Deljo interrupted him.
"The decision to have you negotiate was agreed upon by everyone. Besides, who would have thought that the beach would belong to His Excellency?"
Deljo said with a bitter smile.
Everyone around him appeared helpless.
Each person felt the play of Destiny.
Then, all eyes turned to Deljo, waiting for him to make the final decision.
After looking at his teammates, Deljo's expression beca serious.
The expedition team captain suddenly asked a surprising question—
"What do you think, does His Excellency hope we agree, or does he hope we don't?"
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