This Dinner Isn't Cheap

Ms. Francis nodded; she made no attempt to hide anything.

"Yes, I used some tricks to get it back then. I thought I could get something from the notebook. I saw my fate take a turn here, so I came here."

Lynch:...

It was indeed a turning point; the Fool has come down.

Therefore, one should not presume to know one's fate.

"So can you help me? Fate tells me that if I keep waiting, I might die."

Of course!

Soon Ince Zangwill will be a demigod. Once he becomes a demigod, taking down a Sequence 5 will be a piece of cake.

"I can help you, but you must find an extraordinary object that can restrain yourself, or a God to bear witness that you will not reveal what happened here once you leave."

Ince Zangwill was afraid that this girl would go back and say something inappropriate, causing him trouble, which was why he was unwilling to let her go. So Lynch was thinking about whether they could sign a contract, which might persuade Ince Zangwill to let her go.

"I don't have it, do you?"

Ms. Francis looked at Lynch eagerly.

Lynch was speechless.

He's a Sequence 9, and he still relies on others for support. What could he possibly have?

"I have an extraordinary weapon here. It looks like a revolver, and its ability is 100% accuracy. It also fires a stealing bullet at random times. After the bullet hits, you will steal one of the opponent's abilities for ten seconds."

As for its side effects, it will cause you to lose your mind while you wear it. When you are holding it, it is best to pair it with an extraordinary item that will help you regain your sanity.

Want to!

Lynch felt an itch in his hands.

He doesn't need to worry about side effects with such extraordinary items. As long as the positive effects are useful to him, he can directly make the extraordinary item recognize him as its master and make the negative effects disappear.

Lynch really wanted to agree, but he hadn't discussed it with Mr. Azik yet, so he planned to go back and ask.

But he immediately knew he didn't need to wait.

Mr. Azik appeared at Ms. Francis's house.

It seems Mountbatten understood his intentions, knowing that he said that to get him to call for reinforcements.

The savior Lynch had previously told Mountbatten was Mr. Azik.

This was his only savior; in times of trouble, going to the captain was useless if he didn't turn to Mr. Azik.

As expected, Mr. Azik was very helpful.

He politely removed his hat and said courteously, "I'm sorry, I was more concerned about the safety of the younger generation in my family, so my visit is a bit unusual."

Ms. Francis gave an awkward laugh.

"No need to apologize. It was my fault. I should have just sent him back home—no, I should have taken him home in a carriage."

Lynch curled his lip, thinking, "Sure enough, strength is the only true measure of success."

This lady wasn't so polite just now.

"I can send you out. Give Lynch that revolver you mentioned, and equip him with an extraordinary item that can grant him reason. In addition, you must sign a contract that you will protect him even at the cost of your life!"

Mr. Azik said calmly.

Ms. Francis pursed her lips, hesitated for two seconds, and finally nodded firmly.

I agree to your deal!

It's uncertain whether Lynch will encounter danger in the future, but if she doesn't leave, she will be in danger soon.

After that, it wasn't Lynch's business anymore. Mr. Azik tossed Lynch the revolver and matching holster he had received from Ms. Francis and told him to go play somewhere else.

The gun holster is also an extraordinary item; wearing it can restore one's sanity, but it will cause one to feel hot all over. However, this is very useful for someone who has lost their sanity.

Of course, none of this mattered to Lynch. He had the Stone of Myriad Phenomena absorb the energy within, thus eliminating its negative effects.

After playing with the new gun I got today for a while, I saw Mr. Azik and Ms. Francis come out.

"Two days later, go to the dock. I'll send you out of Tingen. If you still can't escape after that, then it's not my problem."

Mr. Azik said coldly.

Then he turned and looked at Lynch with an annoyance.

"Will you come home with me?"

Lynch shook his head.

"This is my mission: to protect Ms. Francis here for two days."

Mr. Azik sighed, seemingly a little weary.

However, I still handed him a pen.

"What's this?"

"Use it to write me letters, and I'll be able to see them."

He hadn't originally planned to give Lynch his contact information so soon, after all, he wanted to see the guy more.

If this guy wants to find him, he'll have to go there himself. For an elder like him, isn't seeing the younger generation what he looks forward to most?

He had no choice but to give it to him now; he was afraid that if he made a mistake, the kid would be killed.

"Yes, sir, I will write to you."

Lynch tucked the pen into his pocket, much to Mr. Azik's dismay.

"Don't lose it."

He gave his instructions.

Lynch nodded.

He put the pen back into the spatial glove in a moment, worried that Francis would discover he had a spatial glove, and if he told others, what if they tried to steal it?

He can't possibly keep saying "Angel are my elders" all the time.

Mr. Azik shook his head, and then he disappeared from the spot.

"The mission was completed very well. Ms. Francis has paid a reward of one hundred pounds. As usual, the team will take half, and you will take half."

Two days later, Lynch arrived at the security company and heard Orianna's cheerful voice.

"Oh, I really love you! I think I'll be a little lighter now, so I've decided to treat you to dinner tonight!"

Lynch counted the money with a smug look on his face.

"No need. You'll have a team dinner tonight to officially join the team, but the team will pay for it."

Mrs. Orianna kindly offered this reminder.

Lynch remembered.

In the original story, Klein joined the team at a dinner party; he just didn't expect it to happen so soon.

He thought the earliest it would be tomorrow!

"Then I won't eat lunch!"

He made grand pronouncements, but he was starving at noon and ultimately broke his promise.

That evening, they went out for dinner. Lynch ate five steaks, three meat sandwiches, two ice creams, and half a bottle of wine. He felt stuffed for the first time.

Even so, Lynch shamelessly packed up a serving of lemon pudding, using the excuse that he wasn't full.

When he brought the pudding, he noticed that everyone looked at him with the same pitiful expression they usually gave him, as if he couldn't even get enough to eat, and he felt a little embarrassed for once.

Actually, he just ate an extra large meal today.

Of course, it wasn't just him who ate his fill; Klein also ate quite a bit. Faced with a free dinner, the two of them ate to their hearts' content.

So much so that the two of them walked back, not daring to take a carriage, for fear of getting nauseous from the bumpy ride.

This dinner wasn't cheap; if I throw it up, I'll lose a pound!