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"Y…Yes, bounty hunters from beyond the west".

Timon and Neuj clicked their tongues in unison.

"Beyond the West? Those salvaged?" Timon said with venom in his voice.

Neuj sighed while he rubbed his temples.

"You know all those from beyond the Kingdom and empire have different customs from us. It'll be difficult to trust these men".

"Wait?! Did you say they were after the Werewolf girl?" Timon asked as he glanced at Yael, who quickly nodded in reply.

Timon shifted towards Neuj. "And the werewolf girl is with the Blind Swordsman, you say?"

"Yes, My Lord. We confirmed it this evening. Some men saw them walking towards the Rugged Coin district".

"Rugged coin?" Neuj muttered with a raised brow, but then his thoughts clicked for a moment. 'Didn't he say he had something to do here? Is it perhaps located around there' he wondered, but then again…

He looked up at Timon, who was staring at him as well.

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" He asked.

"I hear Werebeast are extremely sensitive to smell and the Blind Swordsman seems capable enough to defeat those bounty hunters…..but with our help". Timon muttered to himself but stopped midway as a glint of excitement sparked in his eyes. "...would you look at that, it seems like the good gods are on our side".

Neuj scoffed and looked away at his statement. "Yes. That is one way of putting it".

Timon stood up from his desk, his chair dragging against the floor as he did so. He walked up to the door where Yael stood and glanced back at Neuj.@@novelbin@@

"What are you waiting for? If we want him dead, then now is a good time when he's alone".

Neuj nodded in agreement and stood up as well. "I'll send some of my girls to track his movements for now until the bounty hunters get to them".

His two subordinates, Rafi and Sora both walked after him as they all left the room. Yael closed it behind him, being the last to leave and walked quietly after them as they continued their conversation.

"You do that. Though, I wouldn't need to convince you to stay out of their way, right?" Timon said with a chuckle as he glanced at the girls beside Neuj with an amused expression.

He looked away and continued his trip upwards to the exit of the building with Yael and the large guard that stood by his door.

It took them some seconds, but by tracing their way back, they had gotten to the gate of the large building where their guests were waiting.

Timon and Neuj stepped out in unison, while the evening wind suffused around them. Soon their subordinates came out, their gazes filled with curiosity at the sight before them.

"Yael?" Timon called as his gaze was fixed at the sight.

"Yes, My Lord?" He responded nearly instantly, walking up beside him at the same time with his head lowered slightly.

The loud laughter of the people gathered and the occasional grunting of their mounts projected in the air, calling for attention even if they didn't want to.

The seven people gathered, in similar attire and cowboy hats, were seated on rocks in an opening in the middle of their mounts. They laughed and conversed in excitement, almost like they were at home. Though, it did seem like they had made themselves white comfortable.

"Why are these men here, and not outside the gates?" He asked with a stern voice but Yael muttered, unable to respond.

Timon snapped a glare at him. "Be careful with your words, now". He said with an annoyed tone.

Yael stammered for a moment, before falling to his knees and bowing, with his body flat on the ground.

"Please forgive me, My Lord. This–They threatened me, My Lord. They were savage about their threat! There…There was no better way I could respond, My Lord".

His loud voice caught the attention of the bounty hunters, who were a street away, in front of another empty building.

Most around the main building were empty, so the people present in this corner of the town were mostly Timon's hench knights, or as the people call them, Knights in stolen armour.

Neuj sighed while his two subordinates watched in silence. There was enough commotion for the day, but this just increased his headache.

"Are these the bounty hunters?" He asked as the seven men approached them.

"Ye–Yes, Sir", Yael replied with a startled yelp while Timon sighed as he looked around.

His guards, who were meant to patrol the external building, were still in their posts, and some others hidden in two watchtowers found atop the building were also present.

He shook his head slightly as the stench of wild wilderness invaded his senses. He sniffled a little before turning towards the suspects, the Bounty hunters that arrived from Beyond the West.

"I heard y'all just ask this little fella if we're the bounty hunters?" one of the seven men asked as he rubbed his nose slightly with his finger.

The other gave him a quick glare before turning towards Timon.

"You have my werewolf?" The man in front of the group asked with a chuckle as he leaned in on Timon. "Huh?"

Timon clicked his tongue in annoyance and took a step back. "You are an invader from Beyond the West. You don't have a right to own anything in this part of the world". He said with a dismissive tone.

A tense silence suddenly suffused in the air as the bounty hunters stared at the people gathered dead in the eyes. For a moment, it felt like they were actually lost in their thoughts, but in the next, their mounts suddenly sprung up to their feet with loud cries while they all pulled out a kind of gun.

"Y'all must think I'm playing yah?" The man in front asked as Timon and the others took brief steps backwards while the guards pulled out their weapons in a hurry.

"What do you think you're doing? Didn't you come to make a deal?" Timon asked with a startled tone.

"Deal? What kinda deal ima supposed to get from y'all scammers? Get me, my werewolf," the man asked as he swung his revolver pistol around before raising it in the air and shooting out a bullet.

A piercing sound like a sonic boom exploded in the air causing the people gathered to clasp their ears from the shock. Well, all but the seven men gathered.

"Wa–Wait?! Before you fire that thing. We should talk properly. I don't have your werewolf, but I know where it is".

The bounty hunters remained silent again, and for a moment, they glanced at each other. In the next second, they withdrew their weapons and their mounts sat back.

"Y'all should have said that. Now, where is it?" The man asked with a careless smile on his face, almost like he had not threatened them a minute ago.

Timon and Neuj glanced at each other with knowing looks. They did not approve.

Well, of course, both were level 100, even if they weren't at the same combat prowess, they had something similar. A Transcendent Skill and that was more than enough to deal with these bounty hunters. If only their weapons weren't state-of-the-art gun-type weapons that use magic-imbued elements and handy craftsmanship to make it easier for everyday usage.

They could very much die from a bad gunshot if they weren't careful, and as much as they were being rude, they were the only hope they had.

"I'll tell you, but you have to take care of someone that it follows"

The bounty hunters clicked their tongues In annoyance.

"I told y'all it had an owner!" one said with a victorious tone in his voice. Discover exclusive content at My Virtual Library Empire

The man who led the group sighed and shook his head. "Who else laid their bet on her being owned?" He asked.

Three more of his teammates raised their hands, and he slumped his shoulders in defeat.

"We–Well, yes. She's owned, but we have a plan to help you take her from him" Timon explained.

'....I'll just take the werewolf from them once they get it from him'.

"Plan? Just tell us where our beast is. We'll take care of the rest" the man said with a chuckle as he whistled loudly.

Their mounts growled and grumbled as they walked over to the group of seven, ready to begin their quest.

Timon glanced at them and then at the man.

"You may not obtain it on your own".

The man clicked his tongue and pulled out his gun, het again. "Do y'all want me to put this in ya head?!" He asked with a slight chuckle as he grabbed the reins of his raptor-like mount.

The beast snarled and then growled slowly as it was led towards the street.

Timon glanced at Neuj with an annoyed expression.

"North from here, the Rugged Coin Tavern".

"Now, that's a good boy. Woulda made ya mama proud, ey," he said with a light chuckle as he jumped onto the mount, his crew following behind him.

He glanced back at them, held the tip of his cap and nudged it downwards with a slight bow.

"HEE YAAAWWWW" he chorused, before charging off with his beast, while his crew followed after, reciting the same chant.