"Brother Bob, I hope you're bringing me good news this time. You know, I suffered heavy losses just to cooperate with your damn plan of pressuring your sister to reveal the truth."
"Five! Five elite of my brothers of our Gang were taken out by your stubborn bi*ch of a sister."
It was clear that the vice-leader of the Bloody Hand Gang was in a very bad mood.
As soon as Bob pushed the door open and entered, he was met with a fierce glare and a barrage of foul language from the vice-leader.
"Those five men weren't killed by my sister. I know Lisa well; she doesn't have any hidden tricks up her sleeve."
"Then who was it? Did they die for no reason!?"
"It was a mage from Ilinor."
Upon hearing Bob's words, the vice-leader immediately sat up straight, furrowing his brows.
"Wait, what did you say? Ilinor? How does this involve another country!?"
"It's like this..."
Bob then briefly recounted Shermen's story to the vice-leader. After listening, the vice-leader finally breathed a sigh of relief and sat back down.
"Your sister is really lucky to have encountered such a thing. But you're sure that even if Ilinor's reinforcements come by mistake, it will only be around two hundred people, right?"
"Yeah, and my sister was even foolish enough to make it clear to that mage, telling him the truth. So don't worry, those reinforcements won't come."
"Hahaha, even if they do come, it doesn't matter. It's just killing a couple hundred more weaklings from a small country. It might even add to the excitement."
Seeing that Bob had been passed the leadership by his sister, Brien was also a little puzzled, but he quickly shook his head and said firmly, "The magic oil mine definitely exists. If you don't believe me, do you not believe the Empire?"
"To tell you the truth, this information comes from the Great Sage of the Empire. Do I need to tell you what kind of existence the Great Sage is?"
Since the influx of outsiders into the Syndicate, these desert people naturally learned about the outside world, so Bob was certainly aware of the "Great Sage". The five Great Sages were not only high-ranking and important in the Empire, second only to the "Emperor", but they were all renowned and powerful mages who could even cast the legendary seventh-tier spells.
If that wasn't enough...
The vice-leader's next sentence shocked Bob.
"The reason I'm in such a hurry is that the Seventh Prince of the Empire, His Highness Olba, has personally set out on an expedition and is on his way to our Syndicate. If he's fast, he might arrive this week."
"At that time, if we can directly present the magic oil mine to the prince, from now on, you and I will be able to join the Empire and become followers of the Seventh Prince! Then we won't have to stay in this godforsaken place like the Syndicate anymore.
We won't have to breathe in a mouthful of sand, but instead embrace the fresh air of the Empire and enjoy the most abundant resources in the world. Can you understand that!!"
Following the vice-leader's words, Bob's eyes also became a little fiery, and his breathing quickened.
Such a beautiful future should be what everyone in the world dreams of.
That's right, what's so good about the desert?
The love for the desert is all bullshit!
Since you're so enthusiastic about the desert and like the Syndicate...
Bob's eyes gradually turned cold.
"It doesn't matter. Even if my sister really doesn't know the location, these desert people from the Ghost Tribe are all high-quality resources that His Highness the Seventh Prince needs."