After leaving the office, the Yi siblings quietly trudged through the hallway.

Being pushed around left and right, they obviously weren’t pleased with the situation.

“Noona.”

While silently walking, Yi Sungjin spoke all of a sudden.

“I… really want to help Mom heal.”

A strong determination could be felt from his voice.

“So don’t hate me too much.”

Yi Seol-Ah turned her head at his out-of-the-blue words.

“Sungjin?”

However, Yi Sungjin didn’t say anything else and walked to his room. Putting on his armor and shield, he left the building immediately.

Yi Seol-Ah put on her own armor and quickly chased after her younger brother.

They arrived at the pub.

Three people were waiting for the siblings.

“You couldn’t bring anyone?”

“No, everyone was busy.”

Sergei Romanchev furrowed his brows. He seemed nervous like something happened in the meanwhile.

“Shit, I was betting on you guys…”

“We’ll work hard. You can use us as porters if you’d like.”

“Our team doesn’t need porters. We’re busy feeding our own mouths…”

“You don’t have to give us a share either. Just let us follow you around.”

“Huh? Aren’t you guys from Valhalla? I don’t want any problems later.”

The burly man looked back at his companions with a dumbfounded expression.

“…Why don’t we just bring them along?”

The scrawny man fiddling with a dagger gave his opinion.

“We discussed it before, didn’t we? That we should go by ourselves if we can’t recruit a High Ranker. They’re Level 3s, so they should at least carry their own weight. Plus…”

Trailing off, the scrawny man carefully scanned his surroundings.

Sergei Romanchev spat on the floor.

“Damn it, I shouldn’t have brought it up before.”

“That was your fault for being careless. It’s not these kids’ fault.”

“I know.”

“Anyway, it’s not like they’re asking for a share of the loot. It looks like other teams have caught on and are on the move. Shouldn’t we get going as quickly as possible?”

Sergei Romanchev repeatedly squeezed and opened his hand at his...