Chapter 102: Traveling Together (Part 1)

In fact, after being almost ‘fatally struck’ by ‘Wild Fox’ Meeter, Jack was already filled with regret.

That feeling was something Jack had never experienced before—it was as if, in that moment, his most precious thing had been taken away and crushed.

Even when he was kicked out of his home by his older brothers and stripped of his inheritance rights, he did not feel such a sense of loss.

It was as if his heart had been hollowed out!

And now, having a chance to do it all over again, Jack naturally cherished it immensely.

And such cherishing was naturally not based on lies and hypocrisy.

Sincerity eventually replaced regret and unwillingness.

Dean saw this clearly.

In response, Dean nodded—in fact, Dean had never thought about doing anything to Jack; after all, the other party’s performance had already passed the passing mark.

However, to avoid some unnecessary trouble later.

Dean had to give the other party a warning.

But, from the current situation, it seemed that it was not needed—

“Do you know what you should do from now on?”

Dean looked down at the other party.

“I know!”

Jack nodded.

“Very well, then two weeks’ time. I will give you another two weeks. I need to see what I want—not a subordinate who acts like a wall-swaying grass, nor a situation like a pile of loose sand… I have already killed Meeter for you, and I do not want to clean up your mess again… This is the last chance!”

Dean said, and without waiting for Jack’s answer, he walked towards the secret room of ‘Wild Fox’ Meeter.

The regret and unwillingness shown by the other party had already given Dean the answer, so there was no need to hear the other party say it personally.

As for ‘Wild Fox’ Meeter’s secret room?

How could a gang leader like him not have a secret room? Moreover, in the memories of his previous life, the eldest son of the Bola Family had made a fortune relying on ‘Wild Fox’ Meeter’s collection.

For Dean, who was lacking in Gold Pulton, this was naturally not to be missed.

Inside the wardrobe of the bedroom, Dean found the passage to the secret room.

Passing through the narrow passage, a secret room hidden deep underground appeared before Dean.

It was very spacious, at least three times the size of the building overhead.

And several boxes indicated the richness of the collection here—more than half were Gold Pulton, a small part were gems, and some shady stolen goods.

There were over two thousand Gold Pulton.

Even Dean, who was prepared for this, raised an eyebrow.

Undoubtedly, this wealth, far exceeding the net worth of an ordinary Baron, was enough to shock Dean.

And gems of equal value, and gems of even greater value.

Made Dean have to admire the money-making ability of ‘Wild Fox’ Meeter—in fact, some boxes were empty; if these boxes were full, the wealth would certainly be even greater.

As for where that wealth went?

Dean could figure it out even if he thought with his toes.

When dying, ‘Wild Fox’ Meeter did not forget to bring up his backer, so in order to repair his relationship with the Marquis’ Second Son, throwing out any amount of wealth was worth it.

The bag containing the gems was put away by Dean—light, small in size, and high in value was the reason Dean chose this.

As for those Gold Pulton that would take seven or eight boxes to hold, even if Dean wanted to take them away, he would need more explanations when returning to the Knight Order.

As for those stolen goods?

Although they had greater value, that ‘eye-catching’ characteristic made them an existence even harder to explain than those Gold Pulton.

Moreover, the volume of these stolen goods was not very small either.

That tapestry the size of a whole wall, the crystal lamp taller than a person, and the collected armor representing the brave family style of a certain Noble all occupied a considerable area—in fact, Dean guessed that this secret room was made so large precisely because of these special collections.

“You can use one of the boxes… as for the rest, if you don’t want to die, you’d better not even touch them!”

Dean kicked a money box containing Gold Pulton and said to Jack beside him.

“What you left me before is already enough!”

Jack shook his head, rejecting such a proposal.

“What I need is for you to turn this place into a territory I can control as soon as possible, not the amount of Gold Pulton?”

Dean raised an eyebrow.

“You have already killed ‘Wild Fox’ Meeter, this place is already yours—I will do as you say and re-establish order here within two weeks!”

Jack said almost as if he were swearing an oath.

And the next moment, Jack did just that—

“I swear by my own name, Jack: I will become My Lord’s loyal follower, and, within two weeks, fulfill my promise to you, My Lord!”

Once again, Jack knelt on one knee.

“I will wait and see!”

Dean said after sweeping a glance at Jack.

For Jack, who swore by his own name, Dean did not mind giving the other party a chance; moreover, this was originally what he wanted.

Therefore, Dean would not refuse.

As for swearing by a fake name?

Dean believed that in the whole of Goedz, apart from him, no one was this special.

……

After Jack very calmly recruited another batch of subordinates, Dean then left ‘Wild Fox’ Meeter’s residence—he trusted Jack, but that did not mean he had confidence in Jack’s Strength.

Concerning the collection of ‘Wild Fox’ Meeter, worth four or five thousand Gold Pulton.

If he did not confirm it repeatedly, Dean could not rest assured to leave.

Fortunately, Jack did quite well—when he carried ‘Wild Fox’ Meeter’s head, leading those injured subordinates and supporters to ‘patrol’ around those neutrals, Jack’s back immediately returned to the grandeur he had in the room before.

And watching such a ‘grand occasion’, Dean believed that Jack would give him what he expected after he returned from Vauban City.

Along the shadows of the corner, Dean quietly returned to his room.

After taking off that coat, Dean heard movement outside—

The low complaint of the young lady of Baron Tier’s family.

The bitter laugh of his deputy, Huck.

Clearly, the welcome banquet of that Baron Janel had finally ended.

In this regard, Dean expressed his gratitude; after all, if not for the other party, he could not have so easily left everyone’s sight.

Of course, such gratitude was just that and nothing more.

If Dean were to thank them in person, that would naturally be impossible.

Tap, tap, tap…

Steady footsteps walked towards him—it was Dean’s deputy, Huck.

Dean quickly took off his coat, then took off his Boots too, and just like that, barefoot, he gently opened the room door a moment before Huck knocked—

“Keep it down, don’t disturb our young man!”

Dean said, Huck nodded, and just walked in.

“I’m glad you didn’t rest, Regiment Commander!”

Huck said with a bitter smile.

“Even if I had rested, the noise of your return would have been enough to wake me… speak, what exactly happened?”

Dean asked.

He did not believe that his Vice Regiment Commander would come to knock on his door for no reason in the middle of the night, especially after just attending a Baron’s banquet.

There must have been something the other party could not handle.

“Earlier at Baron Janel’s welcome banquet, we met the Nephew of Baron Defendi!”

Huck said with a slightly worried look.

The feud between Baron Defendi and Baron Tier was known to everyone in Vauban County, and the other party’s nephew suddenly appearing in Janel Territory, and precisely when the young lady of Baron Tier’s family appeared.

Such a coincidence, even an ordinary person would feel something was wrong.

“Don’t tell me, this Nephew of Baron Defendi is also going to Vauban City to attend Marquis Vauban’s private auction?”

Dean frowned and asked about the worst guess.

“That’s right, exactly so—this Nephew of Baron Defendi will head to Vauban City to attend that Marquis Vauban’s private auction after paying a visit to Baron Janel!”

Huck’s face now held nothing but a bitter smile.

“And, he also invited our Miss Lily to travel together?”

Dean asked again.

“Yes!”

Huck nodded again with a bitter smile.

Dean did not ask about the result—in fact, such a result did not need to be asked at all.

The young lady of Baron Tier’s family could not refuse such an invitation.

Because, this represented the honor of one’s side.

If she refused, then soon rumors of Baron Tier being ‘cowardly’ and ‘afraid of Baron Defendi’ would spread in Vauban County.

But once she agreed…

“The other party came prepared!”

Dean said in a deep voice.

“Of course, that Churde Defendi is just like Baron Defendi, both are guys full of bad ideas!”

Huck nodded very certainly.

And just as Dean was about to ask for more details—

Dong, dong!

After a burst of light footsteps, a knock on the door sounded.

The young lady of the Baron’s family stood outside the door, looking at Huck who had opened the door, and Dean who was sitting there, and said softly: “I hope I haven’t disturbed your conversation!”

“Of course not, we need Miss Lily’s advice right now!”

Huck shook his head, inviting the young lady of Baron Tier’s family to join.

After all, the young lady of Baron Tier’s family was also a member of the convoy, and moreover, the primary target of that malicious Defendi nephew should be the young lady of Baron Tier’s family.

“Did you rest well?”

Walking into the room, the young lady of Baron Tier’s family looked at Dean, who was only wearing an inner shirt and was barefoot, and asked indifferently.

Although it seemed like a simple inquiry, a peculiar, resentful aura rushed over, and of course, there was also a trace of resentment.