Anyone related to the 'Ship Slayer' is worth his effort.
When he heard that two ordinary people were strolling with the 'Ship Slayer' on 'Memory Street,' he knew what he had to do.
As for 'Memory Street'?
Although 'Memory Street' protects its own, after what he had done, the elders of 'Memory Street' certainly wouldn't mind exchanging his head for a genuine friendship with a 'Ship Slayer.'
He didn't want to die.
So, his attitude must be 'correct'!
What's more important, face or life?
Everyone has different answers.
But for the middle-aged man, face couldn't be more important than life!
He had finally become a person of the Mystical Side, and his good days had only just begun; he naturally wanted to enjoy them.
The more he thought , the humbler his smile became.
It could even be said to carry a tinge of servility.
"Young Master Bolun, Miss Emily, my apologies,"
"I was too reckless before."
"Please don't resent a blind fool like me."
As the middle-aged man spoke, he took out a notebook and placed it in front of Bolun and Emily, bending over and continuing, "This is a beginner's notebook for the Dufol Language, suitable for the two of you who wish to understand the Mystical Side. Of course, with Lord Ship Slayer here, my actions are unnecessary, but this is a token of my sincerity, please accept it."
"Of course, there's also this money."
"It was entrusted to me by Young Master Bolun before."
"I hereby return the principal in full!"
"As for the interest... I think it's reasonable to triple the original principal, what do you think?"
After speaking, the middle-aged man took out a card and placed it next to the notebook, then anxiously looked at Bolun.
Bolun looked at the notebook and bank card but did not move.
This young man certainly hadn't forgotten why this scene was happening.
Without Jason, the other party would never have come to apologize and offer compensation.
"Accept it, you deserve it,"
About the notebook and the bank card, Jason could not judge their value.
But the aroma of the 'food' inside the two boxes informed Jason of the value of these two 'oddities.'
Jason didn't know what Bolun and Emily had encountered before, but the fact that the middle-aged man was willing to pay such a heavy price meant that their past experiences must have been exceedingly agonizing.
Compensation, of course, was only fair.
Moreover, it seemed the task of finding 'oddities' to replenish his satiety had been half-resolved.
This immediately brightened Jason's mood quite a bit.
"Indeed, food can bring me good luck!"
Jason thought, his lips curling upward involuntarily.
Seeing Jason's smile, Bolun nodded and accepted the notebook and bank card.
He was acutely aware of the importance of learning the Dufol Language.
With Jason's translations of the 'Leviah Notes,' naturally, there was no issue, but he couldn't always go to Jason for translations.
The 'Ship Slayer' was no interpreter.
So the next moment, he respectfully placed the bank card in front of Jason.
"I've already gained much more than I expected,"
"I can't face taking any more."
Bolun said quite seriously.
Jason, seeing the young man's earnestness, didn't refuse again and accepted the bank card.
'Bastion' still needed some weapons for defense.
As a guest of 'Bastion,' if he wasn't paying rent, then acquiring some weapons was a fine thing to do.
The middle-aged man, having witnessed the entire process, bowed deeply in relief.
"It's almost time for late-night snacks; I won't disturb you any further,"
"Welcome, Mr. Jason, Young Master Bolun, and Miss Emily to visit 'Memory Street' again when you're free."
"We certainly won't let you down again."
After saying this, the middle-aged man kept his bow and backed all the way to the entrance of 'Food and Drink Pavilion.'
Amidst the sound of the wind chime, he disappeared behind the door.
Emily, who had been silent all this while, couldn't help herself at this point.
For Jason, this was an unexpected pleasant interlude.
But for Emily, it was too exciting to contain herself.
"That guy just now actually, actually!"
Emily tried to say something, but excitement made her words incoherent; she only could grasp Bolun's palm and shake it vigorously, standing up from her chair.
"So, let's thank Mr. Jason again."
With that, the young man stood up and bowed to Jason.
Emily was startled for a moment and quickly bowed as well.
"We thank you for everything you've done for us, Mr. Jason."
The girl said sincerely.
After all, the previous ridicule had long become her most embarrassing memory,
These days, every night she went to sleep alone, she would wake up shocked.
Naturally, she had thoughts of revenge.
But she knew more than anyone that she couldn't do it alone.
Even in a lifetime, she might never get the chance.
Resentment was certainly present.
But reality was even crueller.
And just when she was ready to forget it all, things took a dramatic turn!
Therefore, at this moment, Emily's gratitude towards Jason was heartfelt.
Jason could clearly feel such emotions.