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    Lennok and his party gathered themselves from the completely ruined villa and organized the harvest they had obtained.

    Many of the artifacts the exploration team had were damaged due to the reflux caused by Lennok but surprisingly there were no useful items left.

    There were some high-end products that were not damaged simply by an explosion due to overload.

    Nyx’s insignia used to confuse the vital reaction and presence of Irina Fesfield’s corpse.

    A dagger with a twisted blade and a baton with a gold brush on the end.

    Only after removing the small soles on her shoes and the jewelry hanging above her shoulders did Mila stick her tongue out.

    “What kind of moving treasure trove are you hanging around like this?”

    The fact that it was not damaged by reflux in the first place is proof that it is a fairly high-level artifact and since other members of the exploration team were hanging bundles of items that would be difficult to hold it was natural for such noises to be made.

    The harvest would be the heavy rocket hammer held by the fat man the glass sword held by the skinny woman and three rings that remained intact from the hands of other exploration team members.

    “Considering that the only artifact taken out during the battle was a greatsword most artifacts would basically provide additional effects when worn.”

    Dylan said looking down at the figure.

    He seemed to have gotten used to the large sword at some point and was standing with the blade skillfully placed on the ground.

    “It was a smart choice and in a way you could say you knew the subject well. “I knew that I wouldn’t have enough time to take out other weapons during close combat.”

    Dylan’s face looked a little bitter as he said that.

    However it seems that he didn’t feel good about killing a member of the same Guido Church.

    “good! “It’s all sorted out!”

    “great job.”

    When Lennok who was sitting against the wall said that Mila ran up to him and said:

    “Hey didn’t I do a good job this time? No matter what they’ll give you some incentives…?”

    “……”

    It was obvious even without looking at what she was hoping for when she said this.

    Among the artifacts from Irina Fesfield’s belongings was there anything that was desirable?

    Lennok pretended to think for a moment and then nodded slightly.

    It would be fun to see Mila’s reaction when she refuses here but there is no reason to be greedy even though there are quite a few artifacts obtained through this work.

    Like Dylan giving up at least one item she wants will be a big help in controlling her in the future.

    Not only her superpowers but also her unique and witty fighting sense are more helpful than you might think.

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    The boldness of jumping without hesitation into the prosecutor’s range with a short-to-mid-range firepower projector weapon called a shotgun was in Lennok’s opinion a very great weapon.

    In the end the fact that Dylan won the battle with Irina by a narrow margin was also possible because Mila got on Irina’s nerves by drawing her attention here and there.

    The fact that Irina Fesfield who had buffed herself with all kinds of self-assistance techniques including Archangel’s Compassion and went into battle collapsed more in vain than expected may also have been thanks to her fighting style that exceeded Mila’s expectations.

    Of course I don’t like the fact that he’s hiding his specific superpower while only using a single shotgun… but that’s his decision so I have no choice but to respect it.

    As soon as she received Lennok’s permission Mila’s face brightened and she quickly ran over and grabbed a brooch.

    “This this!! “This is all I need!”

    “I think it’s an artifact that has the effect of making your feet lighter. Hmm I wonder if half of it is too precious an item to be handed over to someone like you…”

    “Shut up you bastard!!”

    The two mercenaries worked together without saying a word to each other and whenever they faced Irina they started bickering and swearing again.

    In a way these two people best fit Lennok’s image of a mercenary.

    It is easy to say that there is a strict distinction between public and private affairs but how many people can actually keep that in a battle where life is at stake.

    Being able to divide the realms of instinct and reason meant that one was already capable enough to prove oneself.

    While he was looking at Mila who approached Lennok again and repeatedly pressed her palm against him Dabi suddenly appeared in his ear and said to Lennok.

    [The posture of bowing your head is excellent. Master I like this person.]

    “……..”

    Everyone is insane.

    In this chaos even Lennok had no choice but to come to his senses.

    The three people and one spirit came out carrying the artifacts they had obtained.

    It would have been better to act a little faster but waiting for Lennok’s magic to recover wasn’t a bad thing.

    Although the magic consumption due to activating the area was extreme it was a good result because it was able to handle the exploration team’s power at once.

    In addition we were able to confirm that Dabi’s hacking and computing power could be borrowed and used only within the area.

    “…..half.”

    “know.”

    A narrow alley leading out of the dense forest where the villa is located.

    Five black-painted sedans were blocking the road waiting for someone.

    Considering what has happened here so far there is no need to think about who it is.

    The door of the sedan at the back of them opened and an old man slowly walked out.

    “I was waiting.”

    He checked the faces of the three people with his keen eyes and laughed with a humane expression.

    “The fact that the three of you walked out first like this means that the matter has been roughly sorted out right?”

    The old man in the photo we confirmed during the briefing with Sebastian. An old gentleman who bid for the Archangel’s Compassion at the auction house.

    Vincent Mayblack appeared here a little late.

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