"But..."
Hunter paused. "I know my own limits. Whatever good stuff is hidden underground, it's bound to have nothing to do with a Sequence 4 like me. So rather than let greed get me killed, I'd rather help Intis get this done and receive what I want."
"Tsk, you haven't actually gotten greedy for the Tudor Dynasty's things and decided to stab Intis in the back, have you?"
Edward hurriedly waved his hands. "I don't even know who 'Intis' really is. I couldn't stab him in the back even if I wanted to."
"Hahahaha, I don't really care what you're thinking, but... I hope you'll at least wait until this commission is over. If the opportunity arises then, I might even be quite happy to help you kick him while he's down."
He waved. "All right, I'm off. I'll go look for the others."
With that, Hunter sauntered away and soon disappeared into the night.
Clink.
Edward gently flipped the gold coin. "The Black-Robed Man just now was Mr. Hunter."
He opened his hand. The coin lay heads-up in his palm.
"It really was him?"
Doubts involuntarily rose in his mind. No matter how he looked at it, there had been something probing about what Hunter had just said. Either he was simply bored and running his mouth, or... he might have something to do with that Demoness?
Or was he actually that Sequence 2 Demoness?
Who said someone with the code name "Hunter" couldn't actually be a Demoness?
Chapter 539: Hunter Is Dead
Elsewhere,
After leaving 11 Aden Street, "Hunter" leisurely strolled to a shopping street in the Market Borough. Unlike the quiet, late-night streets elsewhere, this street was still brightly lit and quite lively.
After strolling along the street and sampling some food, Hunter entered a bar, ordered