�It is because the White Star cannot dominate both the underworld and the Mercenaries Guild. That would destroy the balance of things.�

The underworld and the regular Eastern continent.

The Mercenaries Guild stood in the middle of the two.

If the balance broke because of Arm, then it would put many spots around the Eastern continent in danger.

�And I can�t let mercenaries be sacrificed for no reason like that.�

Some mercenaries liked to work alone while others moved in teams.

The only place they trusted and could rely on was the Mercenaries Guild. The Mercenary King had the responsibility of protecting that guild.

��Haaa.�

The Mercenary King reached toward the bottle.

He ended up taking a sip because he felt his insides boiling. Drinking alcohol might make that worse, however, he could not do anything about it.

The alcohol flowed in from the bottle to his mouth.

�Friend.�

Cale started to speak.

�My name is Cale Henituse. I am the trash of the Henituse household in the Western continent�s Roan Kingdom.�

�Ohhhh. I�m a trash too.�

The Mercenary King could not respond as he was drinking and instead motioned with his head for Cale to continue. Cale continued to speak.

�I plan on making you two offers.�

Bud, who remembered Cale saying he was going to kill the White Star, nodded his head.

It was his signal for Cale to continue.

Cale continued to speak as Bud just continued to drink.

�First of all, the directory.�

��The Mercenaries Guild�s directory?�

�Show me the directory.�

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