Caesar's appearance struck Morey and the Moon Apostle like a bolt from the blue. Their already none-too-bright minds were flooded with memories of what had happened back then.
"How... how much compensation?"
Morey was uncertain, but she still asked. They hadn't signed a contract at the time, yet she had no intention of shirking responsibility for losing the Sun Headgear.
It wasn't that Morey was especially trustworthy or foolish. As a Battle Angel, she often fought all kinds of Violators, so she was quite clever. By now, she had figured out one thing: the reason she and the Moon Apostle hadn't been butchered by a certain Hunter was that he coveted their Soul Coins.
Not long ago, the Moon Apostle had suggested that Morey change her appearance and act more ladylike in an effort to build a good relationship with Su Xiao—or at least avoid getting caught and robbed every few days. Morey had firmly opposed the idea, saying that her dignity wouldn't allow it. As a Battle Angel, she had her pride to maintain.
In fact, Morey had another reason for rejecting the idea so vehemently. In the Emperor of Sand World, she had once worked with Su Xiao as a Battle Angel of the Apocalypse Paradise, jointly cleaning up the Violators led by Scarlet.
The result was that Morey had coasted to victory. Coasting was comfortable, but she still remembered seeing the coldly elegant and stunningly beautiful Scarlet have her head chopped off in an instant—Su Xiao had cut it off with a single slash.
To put it bluntly, the Moon Apostle's rotten idea was for Morey to seduce him. Morey had retorted, Screw you, why don't you go? You're sending me to my death.
"Regarding compensation, we're leaving everything to Caesar. He's our financial manager now. Caesar,