Beacrox had a bag in each hand.
The Alchemist smiled and responded.

�You don�t need to worry about that. You can just have someone take it for you.�
�Ah, that won�t work.�
�Excuse me, guild leader-nim?�

Plavin put on a sly smile as he whispered to the Alchemist.

�These are things to show my sincerity to those important individuals.�
�Ah.�

The Alchemist grabbed someone and had them guide Beacrox as if he understood. He then told them the location of the room Plavin Singten would be staying in.

�Sir, I will be back soon.�

Beacrox bowed ninety degrees toward Plavin.

�Nonsense!�

Plavin sharply criticized Beacrox at that moment.

�Do you know how precious those things are? Stay there and guard them. You got that?�
�Yes, guild leader-nim.�

Beacrox moved away from the others while holding two large bags and headed for Plavin�s room.
Plavin motioned to the Alchemist with his chin before whispering to him.

�I didn�t tell him to guard it because I don�t trust the people here. You know that, right?�
�Ah, of course. I am fully aware. I know what you are thinking.�

�Thanks. And this.�

Plavin quickly handed something to the Alchemist. It was a money pouch. The Alchemist flinched before smiling brightly and respectfully gesturing Plavin forward.

�Please come this way.�
�Sure.�

Cale nodded his head to Plavin who walked toward his destination with light steps.

Cale heard Raon�s voice in his mind at that moment.

� Human! Our Beacrox who is very good at cooking will do a good move moving the magic bombs! You don�t need to worry!

Cale�s mouth underneath the mask curled up to a mischievous smile.

There were precious things in the two large bags Beacrox was holding. JrNovels.com