Jones turned his head and glanced at Adelle, speaking softly, "If he looks for me, I’ll be on the lookout. Thank you."
"No, not just on the lookout," Adelle hurriedly said, "I hope that if he looks for you, you can tell me. Because of his connections, I’ve gotten into some trouble, so I’m desperate to find him. I have to find him."
*"Did my behavior just now make Adelle think I don’t believe him? Maybe I should go find Adelle tomorrow and ask for more details?"*
Due to working with the dwarves, Jones’s schedule had gradually changed. He worked during the day and rested at night. After a busy day, he dragged his tired body back to his room door.
Looking at a large array of armor and weapons, the two liches, each thousands of years old, were as excited as boys seeing their favorite toys. Hugging each other, they screamed and cheered exaggeratedly.
"A few members of the Blood Clan have gone missing. Not under my command, but with some notoriety. They’re basically Hilde’s thugs. Anyway, I need to handle this; otherwise, there will be problems. It will affect my standing in the Sambo family. Do you understand what I mean?" Adelle widened his eyes and looked at Jones expectantly.
This counted as Jones’s first income, but he couldn’t feel happy at all because of Adelle’s words. His mind was a mess.
After a while, Adelle left with his men.
"What kind of trouble specifically?"
When the door opened, Jones’s eyes widened.
"With this, next time our display will definitely be more impressive than Lucy and the others!"
Jones finally breathed a sigh of relief.
*Thinking about it now, it was all a tangled mess.*
*If that were the case, then his father’s words were right. The Cappadocia family was truly wiped out...*
Jones had considered the possibility of Adolf wanting to get close to him long ago, but he never thought Adolf’s identity was fake.
Thinking this, Jones reached out and pushed open his room door.
Perhaps because of his guilty conscience, Jones had forgotten to ask in detail just now. Logically, if Adelle said there was evidence, he should at least ask, "What evidence?" Yet he asked nothing.
*"Adolf’s identity is entirely fake? His purpose was to get close to me?"*
"Okay, thank you, my brother Jones!" said Adelle, opening his arms and hugging Jones tightly, "I’m counting on you!"
No sooner had Adelle’s men left than Bruto and Simon arrived. Jones even suspected they had been there the whole time, just waiting to collect the goods. Not exactly "just arrived." Stay informed at
These might be the least picky customers in history. Well, after all, they’re not the ones who will be wearing the armor when they take it back. As long as it looks good and cool enough, it’s fine.
After a slight hesitation, Jones nodded, "If he looks for me or if I find him, I’ll definitely tell you."
After chatting a bit more with the Hydra and amusing it, Bruto and Simon left, using spatial magic to take all the armor and weapons away.
Crimson moonlight slanted through the window, casting the entire room in red.
"But we need more! When we go to war with the Dragon Clan, we should be the vanguard! The Dragon Clan has money! With money, we can have even more armor!"
Adolf sat silently in a chair in his room, watching him. Smiling, his face was deathly pale.