Kallen was curious. How had a rumor like that spread?
But soon, Kallen realized that the captain had most likely spread it himself. He might have wanted to build his squad's reputation to give them a greater advantage when competing for high-quality, high-paying missions in the future.
The captain really was capable of something like that. Sometimes he was cold, like an elegant pianist immersed in his own world; sometimes he was talkative and would pull you aside to tell you the story of the hounds and ducklings over and over.
Sometimes his appetite was enormous, and he would pursue the greatest possible profit at any cost during missions. Yet even after reaping huge rewards, he somehow had the nerve to give away worthless plastic rings by the box.
Kallen had thought before that the captain seemed to have schizophrenia. The portrait he had discovered in the Pottery Gallery's basement was the best evidence of the captain's condition.
Still, the publicity had genuinely worked. This younger cousin of his was determined to join Neo's squad.
Although the squad's official roster allowed only one captain and twelve members, there was no limit on Auxiliary Members.
Moreover, taking someone with Richard's family background into the squad, even in name only, would naturally give the squad greater advantages in its future development and earn it preferential treatment in many areas.
Not every team disliked privileged young men who came to polish their credentials. It mainly depended on whether there were enough benefits in exchange.
Meanwhile, Richard was still trying to persuade his grandfather.
"Grandpa, think about it. If you'd agreed to let me join that squad sooner, the child that princess of Dark Moon Island is carrying might have been your great-grandson!"
Kallen was speechless.
Yet amid his speechlessness, he suddenly felt there