As I got such a nice thing that I craved for, I claimed my dear bones.

That dude was generous to give me black graded bones on top of everything else. Yet it was a waste. After all these bones would only be used for fueling my techniques or to use them in trades.

Recalling trading… Didn’t I have a few things to do with that nymph? I opened my messages between her and me, to find her sending many messages about the weapons.

She got them! And she wanted to finalise the other deal about races and soulers as well.

I looked around. If I brought this batch here then it would stir up trouble.

After all I knew in this batch, many Hectares would be there. I agreed to let these elites work for me as personal army trainers. But for the regular ones, I’d prefer to use them in the upcoming battles.

So I had to wait until I sent these boys home.

Just send me the total sum and I’ll pay. But keep everything with you for now. And keep looking for more races

Oh, the fight is over already? Damn fast! And as you are still speaking to me and alive, that means you ended up winning… Or… Did you run away?

I never run away from any fight! I gave her such swift and firm answer, Just send me the sum and keep things at your side for now

I can keep everything, except those soulers! Those damn hungry beasts are really hard to keep alive

I realised what she was talking about. Alright, send them over, I can handle them for now

On it!

The next moment I got a message from the system about the trade. I paid the asked price without even questioning it. Then the next few minutes I got lots of soulers in my inventory.

I expected something like twenty thousand of them. But when I checked my inventory, there were more than fifty thousand there.

“She did a great job,” I understood what happened. As I didn’t answer her, she didn’t stop gathering the soulers.

So instead of twenty thousands, I got fifty.

That was good. After all, during the last hours in this hectic fight, I nearly lost close to ten thousand soulers thanks to the Bulltors.

Recalling Bulltors, I decided to ask her to look for these later on. These behemoths were really terrific to fight against any army at the frontline.

In the next hour, my dragons started to come back with the dead bodies of all the Hector elites. Their number was initially twenty thousand. I gained two here, so I expected to get eighteen thousand.

But so far they only managed to get close to five thousand. This wasn’t even close to one third of what I should have gotten here.

Yet I didn’t lose hope. After all, most of the elites who died came from that crazy action of that paragon.

So it wasn’t that weird for my boys to not find as much in such a time.

And as one hour passed, I finally saw my teammates.

They looked greatly different from before. At least their faces, body, and even gears were all crushed and covered in deep layers of mud, dirt, and blood.

They were exhausted. It was apparent without a doubt that this fight really took a great toll out of them.

I watched them all board my chariot, feeling much worse for two; Karoline and Hilary.

But from the first moments of our meeting face to face after all this period, I noticed something different in Karoline.

She was shy, but no matter what she always stood near me.

But this time she moved and stood in the opposite direction of me, crossing her arms and looking in a weird way towards me.

In her eyes I could see something different. Something… Must have happened.

“What?” I ignored all, even that jumper and Hilary, “why are you standing that far from me?”

“You don’t know?” and from her tone I confirmed my early guess. Something happened, something I wasn’t aware of.

“If you don’t tell me, how the hell do I know?” I met her challenging glares with a calm tone and smile.

“If you don’t know then why not ask your girl?” she motioned her head and I knew without the need to look whom she was speaking about.

“You know you are my girl…”

“No, that was a history,” she took a deep breath before adding, “I don’t this to continue between the two of us.”

What heck just happened? Last time I saw her she was acting as docile and warm as my girl.

But this one here wasn’t my girl. I didn’t even look at Hilary. If there was a root for all this, then it was by the jumper for sure.

“Don’t look at me,” as I looked at his ugly mask, he raised both hands, acting all innocent, “this time it’s not my doing.”

“Then who?”

“Let’s not speak about that,” Karoline said in a decisive way. I couldn’t even feel any remorse in her voice as if she didn’t even care at all about breaking up with me. “If we are going to speak about that then it’s better for me to return to my army.”

Yes, something was indeed fishy with her. I looked at the jumper and that bastard shrugged in a powerless way.

“She just acted like that since the start of this fight,” he gave me such a useless excuse, making me want to punch him in the face.

“That’s it?” I looked not at him this time, but at others.

They gave me weird looks. Few looked like they were blaming me, while motioning with their eyes towards Hilary. Few didn’t show anything but agreement over what the jumper said.

Only Hilary showed a calm and happy expression over her face. “I didn’t do anything, she just decided to drop the race with me.”

“Did you two talk together?” I asked in doubt and she shrugged.

“I didn’t meet her until we grouped here,” she looked at the jumper, “even asked that jerk. He will confirm my words.”

“She was with me all this time,” the jumper said, “but since the battle started, she started to hate you out of reason.”

“Interesting…” I looked up at Karoline. My shyness and not the fan to challenge me looked me directly in the eye.

She… wasn’t Karoline, she… Was like someone else.