Raven waved his hand. “You betrayed your sister without hesitation, so that means you have the talent for our line of work. If you are loyal to me, I promise to treat you well.”
The three of them were blowing their own trumpets in the private room when Ernie Krog, a lackey, entered the room.
“Otis, Jennifer and the rest are here.”
“How many of them are here?” Otis asked.
Ernie replied, “Four. Two elderly people, Jennifer, and a man.”
Kevin sneered, “The man must be Donald Campbell. Otis, Donald might be a kept man, but he's quite capable and arrogant. Will he—”
“He's quite capable?” Otis glanced at the man sitting in a corner with a sword in his arms, who had been silent the whole while. “This is Percival Valentine, a Septet Stella Warrior. Is Donald a Stella Warrior?”
Kevin had also noticed Percival the moment he entered the private room but had no clue what brought the latter there.
After learning that Percival was a Septet Stella Warrior, he felt much more confident.
“Donald isn't a Stella Warrior. He's just skilled at fighting, that's all.”
“I'm glad he isn't a Stella Warrior. Let them in and close the door outside,” Otis ordered.
He wasn't about to let any of them leave. That was why he ordered Ernie to shut the door.
When Jennifer, Donald, Linda, and Leonard walked into the private room, they immediately saw Kevin lounging on the couch lazily.
“Son, weren't you kidnapped?” Linda blurted out in surprise.
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