Chapter 2090 - Bury Him or I’ll Bury You All (1/2)

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

“Kid, please stay calm,” the foreman tried to stop Mo Fan.

“Even though I don’t like you private contractors not following the protocols, I find these people more annoying,” Mo Fan replied.

“Young man, a piece of advice from me. I have spent a long time in society, I know who is putting up an act and who is vicious. You don’t want to mess with these people. They must have killed a lot of people before,” the foreman told him.

“Do you mean their murderous aura from doing a lot of wicked things?” Mo Fan asked rhetorically.

“Something like that, they must be murderers. My mine isn’t really legal, so if anything happens the government won’t even raise an eyebrow. They will just assume it was an accident and accuse me of being responsible for my workers’ deaths. Kid, I know you are hot-blooded, but please don’t go against their will. How can you possibly take on a group of Intermediate Mages?” the foreman tried to convince him.

The foreman had no idea that Mages had better hearing than ordinary people, especially those with the Sound Element.

The leader of the mercenaries was obviously a Sound Mage. He was amused by the words of the foreman.

“Intermediate Mages? HAHAHA!”

“Leader, that fatty thinks we are only Intermediate Mages!” a mercenary with blue hair burst out laughing.

The rest of the mercenaries were laughing too.

“The weakest in our group has at least one Element at the Advanced Level! You’re funny!” a bulky man whose upper body was naked despite the cold weather laughed.

The Battle Beast Mercenary Group had been blacklisted by the country. They were registered with the Magic Association, but they had done a lot of foul things that were against the rules. They were still free, however, as the Enforcement Union had failed to collect solid evidence on them.

The Battle Beast Mercenary Group was strong, but they had a bad reputation. Most Magic Associations did not care to have any ties with them.

The foreman was obviously unfamiliar with magical society, but the old Basic Mages among them had heard of these mercenaries before.

“I’ve heard every word you said. Young man… you might think you are impressive in this world, so you dare to provoke anyone you stumble into, but to be honest with you, the words you said might cost you your life. Idiot!” the mercenary with blue hair mocked him.

The leader of the mercenaries looked down disdainfully. He did not treat any Mages who were guarding a petty mine seriously. To his amusement, this young man had dared to oppose him.

“Foreman, I’ll give you a chance,” the leader said. “Bury that kid alive, and I’ll spare the rest of you. However, if you think he is one of you, I’ll bury you all!”