Chapter - 5435

Some of them had women they liked, but these women were often engaged in an unsavory line of work.

When they finally had time to see the women they loved but they were taken by other customers, they would get angry and cause trouble.

Although Manta was exasperated, he could only put up with it. After all, there was nothing he could do.

These people had a special status. He had to please them if he wanted their help to complete some questionable tasks.

He quickly shared the details of the mission. Then, Byron took his weapon and left Jewel Hill with a smile. With Manta’s token, he could leave Jewel Hill without a hitch.

After leaving the mountain, Byron breathed in the fresh air around him.

“The air doesn’t seem that good. I think Jewel Hill is better. The land is vast and sparsely populated with outstanding people,” Byron marveled.

Manta just glanced at him silently. He did not like such talkative people.

“Hurry up and complete the mission. He’s in that room. You can have your fun after killing him.”

After saying that, Manta left the guild and went to Imperial City.

***

Harris was recuperating in peace and had no idea what was happening. He was chatting with Lark.

They were always assigned the same tasks, so they had a lot to talk about what just happened.

“Harris, why is that guy so powerful? He looks very young, but every move he made gave me a weird feeling!” Lark asked curiously, wondering how Philip became so powerful.

More importantly, he could not figure out Philip’s movements. He had no idea how Philip turned an ordinary cleaver into such a powerful weapon.

“I know there‘s a skill called engraving, but I thought it was carving spells on the human body. How could he do it on a weapon?”

“Does this Philip belong to Dustin? Only Dustin’s people should know this trick!”

As they chatted, Byron stood at the door and heard everything clearly. He was shocked to hear that someone had such a powerful ability. It was simply Midas’ touch!

It would be amazing if someone could turn an ordinary cleaver into a spiritual weapon.

As far as he knew, all spiritual weapons had to be tempered over and over again. Few people could do this, so such weaponsmiths were very popular.

If he could master this ability, he would not have to be locked up in Jewel Hill anymore. Maybe even the guild leader would treat him like a distinguished guest.

He entered the room with this thought in mind. This place had been enchanted, so no one within the barrier could hear them.