In the hole, the raid team had already taken control of the fight. They could defeat Karm in a matter of minutes. As a result, he needed to inform Radmilo of his decision before they killed him.
'I think I'll follow you. But I don't want to be directed. You only help me get out of this dungeon. Therefore, I'll also only give you one favor.'
Radmilo responded with a smile. Even though Karm agreed to make a contract with him, the mummy still wanted to keep his dignity.
'Deal. I'll ask Clem to send our contract information through the system. The current situation doesn't allow us to talk about it, right?'
Karm agreed to receive contract information from Clem, an Instrument he was unfamiliar with. He did not have time to respond because Jim slashed his body into several pieces.
A moment after that, Harold shot his flaming arrows at Karm's body. The mummy caught fire in an instant. Unlike before, Karm could not regenerate anymore this time.
The raid team's hour-long effort was not in vain. Jim looked relieved when he picked up Karm's core from the ground. "Excellent work, team! Good job defeating that mummy!"
The raid team, which had been nervous at first, began to relax. They followed Jim, who led them out of the hole. As soon as they arrived there, Radmilo greeted them with a smile.
"Wow, you guys are incredible!"
Radmilo congratulated the raid team on their success in the dungeon.
"Thank you for your patience," Carl said, smiling at Radmilo.
He appeared to be more tired than the others. No one knew if his blood could be reduced by using the <Vessels of Blood> skill. That was what made him look so weak, even though he did not move often during the fight.
Jim noticed Carl's condition and decided to get out of the dungeon immediately so his friend could get recovery.
"We're finally done with Karm. Let's get out of here. We need to report about our raid to the Guild Union."
Everyone exited the dungeon, with Jim leading them. The Guild Union building was their destination now. Once there, they had to fill out the logbook to ensure the success of their raid. The Guild Union logbook would record their names.
"Wow, we really did it!" Bond was overjoyed and forgot to keep his cool. When Jim looked at him, he fell awkwardly silent. "T-There's something I want to say."
"What's that?" asked Jim, crossing his hands over his chest.
"Thank you for helping me. Please accept my apologies for causing trouble. I should have spent more time practicing before going on a raid. I became arrogant because I got a higher rank than another hunter," Bond apologized to the raid team.
Everyone agreed with a nod. They did not think they needed to argue about it because the raid went well.
"All right, let's go home!" Dianella, who had been silent all along, finally spoke up. Her body was drenched in sweat, and she had imagined taking a shower.
Jim paused for a moment, as there was still work to be done at the Guild Union. Nonetheless, he forgot about it when he noticed that his team members were exhausted. "All right, you guys just go home. Let me handle the items we receive. Give me the items you collected, Radmilo."
"May I help you with dungeon items?" asked Radmilo, holding out a bag containing all the items he had collected.
"No need. You must be shocked from facing a high-level dungeon."
Radmilo was about to respond when Dianella tapped him on the shoulder. Before he could ask what was wrong, the girl cut him off by asking, "Do you want to come home with me?"
"I appreciate it, but—"
"Good! Then let's go home together."
The remaining raid team members became dumbfounded when they saw Dianella leave with Radmilo. They appeared to have known each other for quite some time. However, Jim realized Keith was related to Dianella's actions. He had to tell Keith not to bother his team anymore.
Meanwhile, Radmilo could not break Dianella's grip on his hand. If he did, it would only draw attention to himself. He decided to follow Dianella, who took him to a car.
"I'm sorry. But I never said I wanted to come with you," Radmilo spoke after being forced into the car.
"I know," Dianella answered as she started her car. "I just wanted to talk to you."
"Then do it."
"Are you Italian?"
Radmilo raised his brows because he thought the question was unimportant. Even so, he still answered. "My parents and I were living in Italy before we moved to another country. So, yes, I'm Italian."
"But you don't look like an Italian."
"Should I transform into a pizza?"
"Nice joke, haha!"
Dianella's laughter sounded strange to Radmilo. He found out the girl was just making small talk. "What exactly do you want to talk to me about?" he asked in a serious tone.
"I just want to know what you did to me and everyone," Dianella replied while still focusing on driving.
"I'm sorry. I don't understand what you're talking about."
"Did you know I moved into your apartment to spy on you?"
Radmilo had known Dianella in his previous life. Because of that, he was already suspicious when the girl asked him to go home together. Dianella ended up revealing her intentions.
"I also knew you were aware when I followed you to the supermarket that time," Dianella said, glancing briefly at the Radmilo, who remained calm. "Something strange happens whenever I'm around you. I believe it's your power that causes me to feel this way."
"How much do you know?"
"Not much at all. I only noticed that you manipulated everyone's memories. When we first met at the Guild Union, I had the impression that something was wrong with my memories. It happened again when I moved into the apartment and followed you to the supermarket. You also did it to everyone else."
"Then?"
"You managed to keep people from suspecting you of Gordan's death. Those in the dungeon swear you weren't there because you were chased out. Their statement set you free. But I believe you're the one who murdered Gordan and the other Spiny Anteater guild hunters."
Radmilo sighed. Even though he was slightly surprised by Dianella's sudden action, he still wore a calm expression. "How come you say that so boldly? Are you threatening me?"
"No way," Dianella chuckled. "To be honest, I don't like Gordan either. Bastards like him only fill the human population. Even though he had bullied others, Keith has always wanted to be a hero and protect everyone. I'm not sure why he's so obsessed with that nonsense."
"So you want to talk to me because of your older brother?"
"Exactly. He promised to stop spying on you. But I'm sure he wouldn't. I don't care what you do. Still, keep it quiet. I don't want my country to be in trouble because of one person."
Radmilo looked at Dianella who had not looked at him since they got into the car. "You could die if you talk like that, you know."
"Well, you won't kill me. My family has connections with the IRO and you will be Keith's first suspect. I have no intention of revealing your secrets or threatening you. That's useless. Is that clear?"
"Yes. Thanks for the information."
Dianella and Radmilo had no further conversation after that. They appeared calm because they were lost in their thoughts. Nonetheless, Dianella actually was terrified because she had no idea what kind of reaction she would receive.
The man was calmer than she had anticipated. He did not even look shocked when she revealed his secret. Most people would freak out if they were in his situation. Dianella hoped Radmilo would consider her words because she did not want to be bothered by new problems.
***
Flint had teleported to the hotel where the delegates and the IRO representatives were staying. For the time being, he could not target important people because they frequently gathered after the unexpected meeting.
If he turned into one of them, then they would notice it quickly. Flint had camouflaged himself as a lizard to investigate the people in the hotel.
He finally decided to target Geovanni's bodyguard. To launch his plan, he deliberately waited for the bodyguard to go to the bathroom. There was nobody besides him and the bodyguard there.
"W-who are you?!"
The bodyguard asked in surprise when he saw a lizard on the wall transforming into a human. Before he could pull his weapon, Flint had already lunged at him and pressed a vital point on his neck.
"Damn it. Why do I have such a horrible trigger?" Flint cursed as he drew a dagger and scratched the bodyguard's hand.
To use his power, he had to swallow any part of someone or something he wanted to camouflage. Flint decided that drinking the bodyguard's blood would be the best option. He could not poke his target's eyeball out and eat it.
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