"We really will hire you to transport our wealth back to base, but not right now."
"Not right now?"
"Our Gold and Silver Island hasn't arrived here yet. It'll probably get here tomorrow morning, so..."
Jiang Han fixed Li Ai with an unfriendly stare.
Li Weiya was far more straightforward.
"We'll pay your transport fee once every eight hours, according to the standard rate, to keep your transport team here. You won't be joining the battle, and we won't issue any combat commissions. We can sign a contract—black and white. And for transporting the spoils back this time..."
She bit her lip so hard that her red lips nearly bled.
"We can allow a normal accidental-loss share of seven percent."
"That sounds reasonable."
Jiang Han maintained her reserve, refusing to let her kitty tail rise smugly.
She made use of her looks... Though they were hardly an advantage among witches, quite a few witches thought she looked pretty when she smiled—sunny, without any scheming air about her.
In any case, she put on a standard smile and said in a soft, delicate voice, "Then will you welcome me?"
"Of course," Li Weiya answered.
Li Ai had already wrapped her wings around herself and headed out toward the camp, her footsteps heavy and brimming with anger. If the servant troops saw her like that, they would certainly be frightened. Witches rarely acted irrationally, but True Dragon Witches were difficult to predict; brutality was one of their defining traits.
Drawing back her gaze, Jiang Han asked with a smile, "Are you family?"
Whether it was Kraken, Angelite, Eileen... or certain other scholar witches, they all possessed an intense curiosity regarding the ecology of other top-tier witches. Just as Angelite had said: "Every witch who reaches the top tier is no longer a