Chapter 194: Ah? My Bad...

"Hmph," Diana snorted. Even so, she still listened to her father's words and stopped. At the same time, her hand stealthily picked up the potion bottle behind her and grabbed onto it.

Seeing these gestures, Vesta shook his head and walked towards his desk. There he took out a leather parchment to which a royal ribbon tied it.

Vesta stared at this scroll with mixed emotions; he glanced at his daughter, who was still secretly trying out her new spell. "Sigh ..."

Vesta put the parchment in the drawer of the work table and at the same time took out the other parchments along with the ink and pen made of bird feathers...

Holding the pen, Vesta muttered to himself, "One of his predictions has now proved correct ..."

Vesta recalled, where Sanders predicted that a Dire Wolves would attack small villages, many did not believe it because all this time, all the roaming beasts had been killed on the spot after the Sky-Hunter incident.

But it was unexpected that now before his eyes, there was clear evidence that those beasts had even attacked this village twice, "No wonder, he sent me to check on this, even after people doubted his abilities."

Rumors about Sanders' credibility have spread so far that he has been unable to find the main culprit of the Tavern incident many years ago, and now he suddenly dispatched a Guardian to check out several small villages.

This caused the other upper-echelons displeased about his decision simultaneously; this also reaches the King's ear.

If it weren't for Sanders managed to find the last clue of the tavern incident, perhaps the king would have stirred his position

"Sounds ironic, but nobody knows the truth." Even though the rumors about Sanders were nasty, Vesta believed in his judgment as a Guardian after seeing those eyes and a light-emitting from Sanders. He really devoted himself to the kingdom.

"Father!" His daughter's voice resounded on his mind causing him back to his sense. And then he saw his daughter stood in front of his eyes.

"Yes, princess?" With a slightly dazed, Vesta replied, glancing at his daughter curiously.

"Your ink!" Diana screamed in a panic. Because of the experiment earlier, the energy in her body had not fully recovered, which made she didn't notice her father's ink.

As he was in the state of dazed, his hand that was holding a pen accidentally nudged the ink box beside, which made the ink spill on the table, falling to the floor.

"Ah .." Seeing this, Vesta gasped in surprise for a moment and immediately took his handkerchief.

Luckily the parchment with a royal ribbon had already been put in the drawer, so only his clothes and empty parchments were stained with ink.

Diana was also not stood still watching this as she ran, took a white cloth from the cupboard and helped her father. "Duh, what are you doing, father?!" Diana grumbled as she helped wipe her father's desk.

Vesta smiled wryly while wiping the stained floor with ink; only in front of her daughter could he show his careless side.

After they finished, now Vesta and Daina's clothes looked dirty with ink marks. "Thank you, my princess." He put the empty parchment back in another drawer and took out another empty parchment as well as refilled the ink.

"Hmph, " With a bit of snort, Diana continued," Also, why didn't mother give us permission to bring along a servant! " Diana complained, crossing her arms while looking at her dress which was soiled with ink.

Vesta didn't dare to answer as he pretended not to hear and refocused his mind to write the report. Seeing her father's attitude, Diana knew she had to stop.

Out of curiosity, she wanted to peek at the contents of the parchment but only had her vision suddenly darken. "Father!"

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Accompanied by the darkness, a sudden pain appeared around her forehead, "Uch!" Diana threw away her father's hand and took a step back, holding her rosy forehead.

"Peeping is something a proper lady should not do," Vesta said sternly, staring intensely at his daughter.

"Ye..s father," Diana replied meekly as she turned around and sat quilty on the sofa with a book in her hand.

After seeing his daughter's behavior, Vesta could calmly write. "She still young, like her mother." Vesta's gaze softened when he saw Diana.

Even though his daughter was a little naughty, she was still obedient and just needed a little education.

"Then ..." Recalling the incident earlier, Vesta wrote a report seriously. His hands are not fast or slow, but each of his words contains detailed information and his opinion using word games as riddles.

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On the other side, near the village entrance gate, the soldiers and mercenaries gathering near the corpses of beasts that had been piled up to form a small hill.

The royal soldiers just stayed on the sidelines watching the mercenaries doing menial labor, mutilating every part of the beasts they received.

"This one." Meanwhile, the captain was sorting out the beasts to be given to the mercenaries.

Mercenaries are present with complete members only from the Corps of Teleknights; each member has experience in this field, including their leader.

As for the mercenaries from Steel Legion, there were only Raina along with the female Witch who was just standing to the side, observers, not wanting to interfere.

Loong at this situation, the limited knowledge possessed by the royal soldiers expanded. They just found out that not all groups of mercenaries can mutilate bodies as reliably as Ray's mercenaries.

Most of them simply handed over the whole corpse directly to the guild and received payment in coins. Whereas a mission requires a part of beats, they only need to pay people to do it.

This information was shared voluntarily by Raina as it is also not a secret of the guild; she doesn't mind giving them a bit of knowledge.

Also, everyone who lived close to the guild building had at least seen one or more of the mercenaries carrying the whole body of a beast inside.

Surprisingly, Ray, who looked very clean and gave the impression of a prince-alike, was sitting on the ground swiftly dividing every part of the beast's body without disgust or displeased.

"Captain, please give me that one." One member of Ray said, pointing at the larger than the rest of the Dire Wolves with sparkling eyes.

They have been doing this from afternoon till evening, the sky almost dark with a slightly warm light shone from the evening sun without stopping.

And have mutilated about ten or so more Dire Wolves. Rather than tiring, their expression was excited, tireless.

The captain frowned; he did not immediately agree and was silent for a moment before replied. "No."