Chapter-18: Beginning of a Deadly Duo

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"Why are you all so shocked? Is he a king or something?" Kichu asked, looking around.

"Uhmm... Hey, soldier, give them the bounty," Sam said.

The soldier took the boss away and returned with a large box.

"Here," he said, handing it to Kichu.

Kichu’s eyes widened, a rich smile spreading across his lips.

"Kid, how did you do it? He had a tricky Sin. That bastard gave us a real headache," Hal asked, eyeing them curiously.

Kichu grinned and explained what had happened. As he spoke, Hal and Sam exchanged glances before bursting into laughter.

"I didn’t know you had an Elementia," Hal said, turning to Roco.

"You never asked," Roco replied casually.

"Haha, fair enough. Now, be cautious. Don’t try anything reckless, okay?" Hal warned.

"Yeah, yeah. We better head out—we've got a lot of work to do," Kichu said, already walking away.

As they watched them leave, Hal smirked. "What interesting kids, huh?"

"Yeah," Sam replied, his expression more serious. "One of them has an Elementia. That worries me. He’s got a long road ahead of him."

"Says the Elementia wielder himself," Hal chuckled, slapping Sam’s shoulder. "Come on, let’s go deal with that paper bastard."

Meanwhile, Kichu and Roco were making their way to the restaurant.

"Get the spaceship ready. We need to leave this planet as soon as possible," Kichu said.

When they arrived, Roco pushed open the door and called out, "Hey, old man! Come out!"

Mr. Goat emerged from the back. "Did you bring the money?" he asked.

Kichu opened the box.

"Good." Mr. Goat nodded and motioned for a waiter to count the money.

"Take what you need and give me my watch," Kichu said, arms crossed.

After a moment, the waiter finished counting. "This is about 150,000 Xe. The bill was 100,000, so here’s your excess money."

Mr. Goat handed over the remaining amount.

"50,000 Xe, huh..." Roco muttered, eyeing the counter. "Hey, old man, how much for that revolver?"

"Sorry, kid. Not for sale," Mr. Goat replied firmly.

"Name a price. Take this as an advance," Roco insisted, placing the money on the counter.

"Nope. I can't put a price on it. If you're done, leave," Mr. Goat said, already turning away.

Roco clenched his fists. "Hey, stop—!"

But before he could follow, Kichu grabbed his arm.

"What are you doing? We got the money and the spaceship—that’s enough. You can buy another revolver with this," Kichu reasoned.

"You don’t understand," Roco muttered before storming outside.

Kichu sighed. "Hah... what’s up with this guy?" He shook his head and followed.

As soon as Kichu stepped outside, a small figure appeared before him. A young woman, masked, with a black flower tucked into her hair.

"Hey, Kichu…" she said sweetly.

Kichu frowned. "Do I know you?"

"Oh, it’s really you!" She clapped her hands together. "When my master spoke of you, I dreamt about you every single day."

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