ival of the fittest," but I want to know how you recognized us?" Anfey said.
"I saw your magic images." Clark said.
"Which magic union sent out those magic images?" Anfey asked.
"It’s the magic union in the Country of Mercenaries," Clark said.
"Suzanna, take him down." Anfey shook his head.
Suzanna slowly took out her sword. Clark yelled, "Don’t kill me. The intense combat power will attract the patrol’s attention."
"We will be fine. I can just tell them we were cheated by an innkeeper and fought with him out of spite. I think it is you who will have to explain to the patrol. Magic unions are independent in each country. Some of them are even hostile towards others. How could magic images sent from the magic union in Maho Empire arrive here? Phillip should not have any influence over the Country of Mercenaries. I do not want to hear your lies anymore, Mr. Clark," Anfey said.
Clark did not say anything, but smiled bitterly. He had mixed feelings about it. To be honest, he was so worried about Anfey and his legion’s safety that he exposed his hidden identity. How could Anfey and his legion take advantage of his kindness?
"Feller, take a few people with you to check around. Don’t miss any place that looks suspicious. I will find it out no matter what." Anfey gave the order.
"Don’t move!" Clark yelled. "Some areas are protected by magic arrays. If you move the wrong stuff, it might explode."
"Explode? I did not know you are a man of sacrifice. They are all mages. They know how to control magic arrays. You don’t have to worry about it. Do you want to tell me what you are?" Anfey smiled.
"Don’t do this to me. I am just a nobody." Clark smiled bitterly.
"Are you saying you do not have the authority to make a decision?" Anfey saw Clark passively agree, so he knew he had guessed right. He thought a little bit and said, "You can tell your supervisor that I would like to see him in private. You don’t have to worry about it. Niya is the daughter of Professor Saul. We are all students of his. We would not do anything to harm the country’s safety. After learning about the invasion from Shansa Empire, everybody wanted to go back to fight for the country. I thought we could help more if we stay here."
"How do you know we are working for the king?" Clark’s face changed.
"There are only a few types of people who are interested in us and also know about us. I just took a guess. Can you take a message to your supervisor? We have common interests that we could talk about," Anfey said slowly.
"I am nobody," Clark restated, with a bitter smile on his face.
"Is one day enough?" Anfey acted like he did not realize he had put Clark in an awkward situation. He pushed him even further. Clark hesitated a little bit and nodded. He was just a liaison for the contacts. He was in charge of passing the information inside the organization but did not have any authority to make any decision. His experience was far less than the frontier spies. He had freaked out when Anfey had discovered his identity.
"Ok, let me know when you know about it," Anfey said.
When Anfey and Suzanna walked into Hagan’s room, he was engaged in various jars. He stood up quickly when he saw Anfey and Suzanna coming in. "Suzanna, here you are. Anfey, how are you?"
"Hagan, what are you doing?" Suzanna smiled.
"Didn’t you give me a few pieces of wyvern magic crystals? I am thinking of making you a magic sword," Hagan said.
Anfey did not pay attention to who was greeted first by Hagan. He simply glanced around and asked, "Hagan, how is your alchemy?"
"What about it? Do you think I am not good enough? Then don’t invite me to your mercenary!" Hagan got mad quickly again when he heard Anfey’s question.
"Don’t get mad. I only wanted to give you something. I was just afraid you would make some mistakes when you transform them into something else," Anfey said.
Hagan sneered, "What is it?"
Anfey took a few things out of his Dimensional Ring and passed them to Hagan. Hagan looked closely at them for a while and asked in surprise, "Is this a manticore’s tooth?"
"Yes, can you make me a few blasting arrows with it?" Anfey asked.
"Sure," Hagan nodded without any hesitation.
"You can let Feller know if you need other materials. He can purchase them for you," Anfey said.
"Thank you, but I am an alchemist, not a blacksmith. I need ingredients instead of materials," Hagan corrected Anfey’s inappropriate terms. "Vonmerge can help me collect ingredients. He is familiar with Blackwater, but…"
"Money is not a problem. Don’t worry about it," Anfey smiled.
"That is great," Hagan nodded. He got mad quick but forgot about it in a second as well.
"I have two more items. Do you think you can make a suit of leather armor for Suzanna?" Anfey took out the unicorn and manticore furs from the Dimensional ring.
"Manticore’s fur, hmm, is this unicorn’s fur?" Hagan suddenly raised his voice. He threw himself onto the furs and touched them gently with excitement on his face.
Anfey waited a second and asked quietly, "Can you make leather armor?"
"Of course!" Hagan unwillingly moved his eyes away from the furs.
"Which one is better for leather armor?" Anfey asked.
"The unicorn’s. Suzanna needs armor that can protect her from magic power." Hagan stared at Anfey. "Do you have any other good stuff? Take them all out together."
"And this one. I need a short-shaft spear." Anfey took out the manticore’s tail stinger.
"Spear? I am afraid it would take too long to make. Do you want its paralyzing effects on the spear? Even if I could make a spear for you, you would be disappointed anyway," Hagan said slowly.
"Why?" Anfey asked.
"A manticore is a senior magic beast and very hard to catch. However, countless of them throughout history have been killed by human beings. Weapons with paralyzing effects are everywhere in the world nowadays. In fact, its paralyzing effects will disappear in two or three years after their death. It could also be affected by the amount of usage. It will be a regular spear by the time I finish making it."
"So…" Anfey was disappointed.
"If you do not want a spear, I can break the tail stinger and make it into a knife quick. Aren’t you a swordsman? A knife should be helpful," Hagan said.
"Knife?" Anfey’s eyes lit up with excitement. He hurriedly nodded. "Sure, I will have a knife."