The face was smeared with blood, and the features were so fierce that the original appearance could not be discerned.
But the more it was like that, the more it instilled fear.
The young Finch was momentarily intimidated.
Jason, however, raised his ‘Winchester Brothers’ gun, while Bondi was also ready to pull the trigger of his revolver.
But just at that moment—
The face plastered on the glass, as if it had been there too long, began to slide down as if running out of strength.
And halfway down, it just dissipated into smoke.
If it weren’t for the residual bloodstains on the glass, no one would believe that a face had been there moments before.
At this time, Holle had clearly received Bondi’s order and was preparing to leave.
“Let me use your office.”
Jason said as he pointed to his own room.
Holle, who had worked with Jason more than once, immediately understood.
The detective used gestures to ask Jason if he needed to deal with anything.
Jason waved his hand.
Holle nodded at once and then, opening the door, ran downstairs.
Just as Jason was willing to trust in their professionalism, they also believed that Jason could handle things related to the ‘Mystical Side.’
As for Jason wanting to use the room?
After all, there’s nothing shameful in a middle-aged bachelor’s dorm.
The smell being a bit strong and somewhat choking.
Jason opened the window and ventilated for a few minutes before he walked into Room 303.
There was no significant difference from Room 305.
There was just an additional filing cabinet.
After scanning the filing cabinet, Jason pulled out a chair, didn’t touch any documents on the desk, and began to organize his spoils of war and trading items.
The trading items given by Taniel were easy to organize.
Because, apart from the Gold Crooks, it was a ‘Mystical Side’ common knowledge book.
Although this young teacher from Deer Academy wanted to trade for more monster corpses, the previous set of trades had already cleared out everyone’s stock at this ‘gathering.’
That would have to wait until next time.
Taniel had given a total of 55 Gold Crooks, a lot more than Jason had expected, evidently Taniel’s ‘trading Talent’ was at play.
After counting, Jason put all the Gold Crooks into his purse.
At this moment, he had a total of 71 Gold Crooks, 12 Silver Crooks, and 14 Copper Crooks, without any Copper Corners.
Looking at the bulging purse, Jason felt a sense of satisfaction.
However, he knew all too well that the Gold Crooks in the purse wouldn’t keep him safe.
“This money should be able to buy some ingredients.”
The person to buy from?
Who else but Taniel could be better for that?
With this thought in mind, Jason picked up the ‘Mystical Side’ common knowledge book given by the other party.
According to the other party, such books were precious to ordinary people, but not so valuable to those of the Mystical Side, as they all knew these things. What they cared more about were Secret Techniques, rituals, and everything related to the Power System.
But to Jason, it was invaluable.
Because these were the common knowledge he lacked.
As he flipped through the book in his hands.
Jason also opened the bag of spoils collected by Finch.
Inside were various weapon and tool Fragments.
Though broken, a perceptive person could still sense a hint of their unusualness.
Before broken, these weapons and tools had ‘mystical materials’ incorporated into them, making them class Secret Technique weapons and tools of no insubstantial value.
Jason took out a Fragment and placed it lightly to his lips.
A sensation of deliciousness bloomed on the tip of his tongue.
Yeah, braised with chili.
Then, he flipped a page of the book.
Next, another Fragment to taste.
This one was like beef marrow.
Also braised and flavorful.
Was it because of the ‘explosion’ processing?
Jason couldn’t help but think.
And seemingly, it wasn’t just an illusion; Jason found that his reading speed significantly increased as the taste of food blossomed on his tongue.
Could this be my correct way to read?
Such a thought involuntarily sprang up in Jason’s mind, but he temporarily set aside the book.
Because he had already heard Finch’s familiar footsteps.
Clearly aware of Jason’s room change, Finch knocked directly on Room 303’s door.