Although Constantine's body followed Schiller onward, his soul seemed to have already flown away. Even so, Schiller had to take his body with him; otherwise, Professor X would definitely send his soul flying in a very literal sense, and Magneto could finish off his body.
Getting involved with those two was hardly a good idea, but Constantine happened to be a terrible person, and he had never come up with many good ideas in his life. Everyone knew that provoking them meant death. Coincidentally, Constantine was not afraid of dying at all. All one could say was that Charles's beauty exposed him to far too many dangers like Constantine. Fortunately, his powerful mutant abilities kept him safe.
Even Schiller was not particularly concerned about Magneto and Charles's condition, but if the few of them started fighting here, he would not be able to buy the intelligence he wanted. Besides, every market in Centaurus would blacklist humanity completely, and the mission would be utterly impossible to complete.
Schiller spent quite some time dragging Constantine away. They quickly rented a small airship and began browsing the stalls suspended in midair while gathering information. Before long, they found an intelligence broker.
"I need reports on the recent incidents caused by Cosmic Demons, including specific times, locations, and final outcomes. How much?"
"You know we don't accept Universal Credits here, right?" the intelligence broker said. "But you're humans, so you probably don't have many Universal Credits anyway. Your local specialties will do as payment."
"What do you want?"
"Magical energy would be best, but you don't look much like a mage. Vibranium and gold will do too." The intelligence broker clearly knew his business.
Schiller had long known that gold was also one of the universe's commonly accepted currencies. The Cosmic structure dictated that