Sacrifice: Time of Mine

Of course, these people will remember or know what just happened earlier. Pieces by pieces, they will understand and that was when their secondary target became the Bottom-Eaters.

At that moment, the three were already caged by daydreaming men. They were too scared to ask the miss themselves so they went to the three that were partially a part of the guild.

Although they are the Bottom-Eaters, one of the sources of motivation to the guild, the Risker didn't have any bad intentions. They just wanted to ask for some information, there's no harm to that.

Except that the Rank Cee, Streson doesn't think that way. He looked at the Bottom-Eaters as incompetent rather than respectable.

The three looked at each other and remembered that Miss Mettany said to them that Avion was with the Guild Master. They couldn't complicate the miss and say that these men could just ask her. Also, that's not necessary!

"Miss Mettany only said that Avion is with the Guild Master." Naron said as he sweated.

The Riskers began to whisper, "Oh no, he's with the Guild Master?" hesitation formed in them.

They love to have a chance to court the princess but they absolutely would not like to offend their Guild Master. Streson knew the men's dilemma and said;

"That doesn't mean that the Guild Master will protect him."

"Yeah, that's right!" one man shouted upon realization, "Even if Avion Teller is with the Guild Master, the Guild Master would not protect him now that his guild had made the guy wanted."

"No, no, didn't you hear? It was the princess that issued the bounty."

"But I always see Avion Teller always with the Guild Master."

These people were not blind. Avion Teller was eye-catching and also a person who was casual about the Guild Master who is Rank Bih. If that kind of person doesn't attract attention, no one does.

"Then, doesn't that mean that the Guild Master had already captured Avion Teller?"

One said and this was not questioned. After all, even though it was the princess that issued the bounty which represented the Crown Council's decision, the Guild Master has to agree to it as well.

"No, that shouldn't be possible." Streson then took the attention, "If the Guild Master had already taken action then why is the bounty still up? If the Guild Master wanted to capture Avion Teller by himself, why would he still choose to put up the board with Avion Teller's poster still on it?"

"Then how do you explain Avion Teller and the Guild Master's disappearance?" one asked in the crowd, not wanting to step forward. However, he asked what the men wanted to ask.

The crowd internally commended the one who asked. After all, only Houei, another Rank Cee Elementalist could act that way in front of Streson.

Hearing this, Streson became aggressive, "Who said about them disappearing?!" which the crowd of men went silent. After a glare, he then looked back at the three and said, "I'm sure Miss Mettany said something more about that."

Naron gulped, not wanting to tell that Miss Mettany said that the Guild Master and Avion will come back sooner or later. If they learned that, they will surely form a plan to ambush. They will even wait for Avion to separate with the Guild Master by then.

So he only shook his head, "That's everything I know."

Streson was indifferent as he replied, "Is that so?" and then continued, "Mahon, tell us what you heard."

A man stepped in past the encirclement. He had a paled expression and was sweating. His name was Mahon and he was the one always talking to three. He was near when Mettany came to relay the message and even asked that Avion Teller was close to the miss and the Guild Master.

'I shouldn't have told about it to the leader.' Mahon clenched his fists. Since he was a part of the Heavy Sword, contributing is a must. So he told the group about what he heard earlier this morning. The others also testified what he said but since Mettany's voice was quiet back then, only Mahon heard what Mettany had said.

He didn't know that what he heard was already everything, he thought there was more to it which he said to Streson. Now, because of him, the three were placed onto the hotspot.

Mahon was the closest to the Bottom-Eaters but that doesn't mean he should go against his leader, Streson.

Afterwhich, he said, "Miss Mettany said that Avion Teller was with the Guild Master and they will come back shortly. I was stunned and didn't hear if the miss said something more or not. I'm not sure..." he timidly said to the public which incited buzzing whispers.

"Is there more?" Streson asked. He acted tough while hiding the fact that he was pressuring the three because he doesn't want to ask Mettany herself. But since they were at the open and were overly conspicuous, he wanted to finish it quickly.

However, what more could Naron do instead of shaking his head? He then said, "No, Sir Streson, that's everything Miss Mettany said to us."

Streson's eyes became sharp and intimidation was formed from his aura, sharp and pressuring to the soul.

Just like a sword on top of their head like a guillotine ready to decapitate them. The three in the middle were pressured to the point that their faces went green and paled.

Under the pressure, the three eventually couldn't avoid kneeling on the ground, begging for Streson to believe them.

"S-sir, that's all that we heard, nothing more."

"Are you saying that my companion is a liar?" Streson snorted and lifted his chin up.

"But leader, I am still not sure about it." Mahon said in the background but Streson just ignored. This was witnessed by many but nobody rebuked or even commented against him.

This is the domineering aura of a Rank Cee Elementalist.

"Oh, I've been wondering what's happening, if it isn't Sir Streson." but then, a confident voice came out of nowhere.

One part of the crowd's outer circle looked back and saw a carriage parked behind them. As of that moment, a man with short hair and a handsome face just came down from the carriage. He wore a noble's outfit that everyone noticed, giving him a path.

Streson, at first, have an indifferent expression but when he looked around and saw who it was, his expression became mild, intimidation disappeared, and he respectfully greeted;

"Ah, yes, greetings to you, Young Noble Van."