Firefly Journey

"Is this all the business acumen you have?!"

Sheila Brown, who had stopped crying, roared at Lin Yuanran, and her mother and brother also looked over, their expressions filled with grief and indignation.

Lin Yuanran was startled, and then felt confused.

Yes, the security work was inadequate, which was indeed a dereliction of duty on the part of the guild. But why are you yelling at me? The person in charge was almost killed and ended up in the hospital, which shows that the other side is powerful and far superior to us. We are also desperate, okay?

Just as Lin Yuanran was at a loss, Tong En Fernando stepped forward.

"I am the guild leader of the Neon Guild. Please accept my condolences, Miss. It's not that we didn't take good care of you, but that the opponent was too powerful. The power they used almost reached the level of 'god'."

The tall vampire woman spoke in an emotionless tone.

god?

Sheila Brown is not a superhuman, but for a noble lady of this caliber, "god" is not an unattainable concept. It is common knowledge that people in the world possess superhuman powers, and she has a certain understanding of this in her mind.

Encountering a superhuman in normal times is already quite remarkable, so for an assassin to be suspected of being a "god" seems a bit far-fetched.

Because, in Sheila's mind, her family hadn't done anything heinous, so how could they possibly attract the attention of a god?

She then spoke with her mother, but Mrs. Harry knew nothing about her husband's business dealings and could not provide any clues.

“The mission failed, but as agreed, we should receive half of the commission. This is stipulated by the relevant laws of the Principality, Madam,” Tong En said.

Sheila frowned, though she had calmed down, she was still somewhat reluctant.

However, that's how the law stipulates that as long as the guild does its best, it must pay half the reward even if the mission fails, since it has put in effort even if it doesn't achieve anything.

"Shameless." Before Sheila could speak, her boyfriend, Noah White, sneered.

Lin Yuanran, who had been scolded again, looked up and scrutinized the young man whose household registration was in Sugra Province.

He still has long hair and exudes an artistic aura.

But in Lin Yuanran's eyes at this moment, he seemed like a demon.

Suspicious... still very suspicious...

Miss Sheila returned after Mr. Harry's death, and during that time she was with Noah White. What were they doing? Were they being affectionate?

Perhaps this is true for Miss Sheila; finding a secluded space to be alone with the man she likes during a party sounds like a very romantic thing.

But perhaps not for Noah.

Lin Yuanran couldn't understand it again. If the assassin was Noah, he also possessed the power of the evil god. When he made his move, he could have stunned Miss Sheila as well. Why did he need to send her away separately?

Faced with Noah White's sarcasm, Tong En said frankly, "Our employer is Mr. Harry, and the first in line to inherit his property is Miss Sheila. It has nothing to do with you."

If Miss Sheila refuses to pay, we will use the law to protect the guild's rightful interests. If you are interested, you can leave the matter to the judge.

“No need, I will pay.” Sheila Brown said after regaining her composure. “Not only will I pay, but I also want to continue employing you. There’s nothing else to it but to find the murderer of my father. And I know, Miss Tong, that you are a superhuman, and a very high one at that.”

Tong En nodded: "I'm sorry I couldn't complete the request. If you still trust our Neon Guild, we'd be happy to help."

Hillary tugged at La Noah's sleeve, signaling him to say less, and then went to do some proof with Simpson Bud.

Tong En called Lin Yuanran and some other guild members, and they returned to the guild headquarters located in the Champs-Élysées district.

……

A day later, there was a meeting at the headquarters of the Neon Guild.

"yours."

Tong En sat in the president's seat and tossed over a rectangular, silver-white card.

"What is this?" Lin Yuanran asked in confusion, his eyes scanning the shape. "Could it be a bank card?"

"A silver card containing your reward for this trip: 50 silver coins."

"Huh..." Lin Yuanran was greatly puzzled. Wasn't it said that if the commission failed, the reward would only be half? How could he still get 50...?

Tong En looked at his expression and explained, "Our guild has a rule that as long as a superhuman participates in a mission, they will be paid an equal reward regardless of whether the mission is completed or not."

So that's how it is... Lin Yuanran was overjoyed. The privileges of extraordinary beings... This is too useful!

However, the president just handed me the bank card like that. Doesn't it need to be verified with my real name? What if it gets lost? Wouldn't everyone be able to spend it?

When Lin Yuanran voiced his doubts, Tong En patiently explained, "You don't need to worry about that. The bank card system for superhumans is different from that for ordinary people. As long as you infuse your magic power into the card, it's equivalent to authentication. You don't need to worry about losing it or misusing it."

Ordinary people simply cannot unlock the card of a superhuman. Other superhumans, due to their different sources of magical power, are also unable to use it. If forcibly activated using secret methods, as a mature product of alchemical technology, it will explode on its own.

"Awesome." Lin Yuanran gave a thumbs up.

“Alright, let’s talk about Mr. Harry now.” Tong En Fernando rested his elbow on the table and his hand on his cheek. “Since Miss Sheila trusts us, we can’t let her down. I’ve learned about Mr. Harry’s death from the Vatican, and I’m pretty sure it was the work of a follower of an evil god.”

The opponent excels at mental intrusion, but is limited by the carrier, namely the believer's own strength, and cannot sustain it for long, nor can it be effective against those with a higher level of cultivation.

The Vatican speculates that the person who initiated the attack is at least at the second level of enlightenment, or even higher.

So I'm 100% sure I've been infected... Lin Yuanran thought to himself.

A bearded man said, "We should use all the resources of the guild to deal with this matter."

His name is Byron, nicknamed "Raging Axe," and he is a first-level "Weapon Master," a professional in the Fighting Arena.

“Yes.” Tong En affirmed, “Miss Hilla has also set a price: ten crystal coins.”

She hoped we would assist the Principality's police and the Vatican in bringing the assassins to justice.

Lin Yuanran slowly raised his hand and said, "Um... I have some guesses."

"explain."

"Miss Sheila's boyfriend is highly suspicious..."

Lin Yuanran explained in detail that Noah might be Hayden, providing evidence, motives, and all the details.

"This possibility cannot be ruled out. In any case, all the superhuman members in Yicheng should put aside all their work and do their utmost to investigate this matter."

"Yes!"

All the extraordinary members, including Lin Yuanran, expressed their acceptance of the order.

As the meeting was drawing to a close, Tong En glanced at Lin Yuanran and said, "Alio, there's an auction in a couple of days. Come with me. The reward is the rest of your tuition fees."

Lin Yuanran was wondering where to get the rest of the tuition fees, but Tong En said he would cover it all, which was a wonderful surprise.

After all, that loan... is far from enough to solve the immediate crisis.

"Ah? Oh, yes, yes, yes!"

The other members had no objections. Lin Yuanran would be going to St. Louis soon, a place not easily accessible. With someone like him in the guild, it was perfectly reasonable to spend some money to keep him there.

The kindness of being recognized and appreciated, and the timely help provided, are things that are hard for anyone to forget.