121: Space teleportation device, take Monterey

Inside the tightly shut office.

Monterey let out an unnatural dry laugh, his face filled with a look of feigned ferocity.

His earlier challenge, on the surface, seemed quite reasonable.

But in reality, it held no persuasive power whatsoever.

He couldn't even convince himself!

Sure enough, no sooner had he finished speaking than he heard Ron reply with a laugh.

"Oh, is that so? Are you sure? How about we make a bet?"

Ron stood with his hands behind his back, his attitude suddenly shifting, no longer the easygoing and indifferent manner from before.

Instead, he spoke to Monterey with an air of condescension and authority.

"To tell you the truth, before I came, I had already arranged everything."

"If, an hour from now, I haven't left the Adventurers' Association."

"Then the evidence of your frame-up of Nutley will be released in the name of the Thieves' Guild."

"It will appear on the desks of Nutley's father and the members of his adventurer group at the fastest speed."

"At that time, we will know whether a thief's words are truly worthy of their trust."

"How about it? Do you want to try?"

Upon hearing this, Monterey immediately clenched his fists, feeling utterly stifled with resentment.

He hadn't expected this thief to be so cunning, to still have such a contingency plan!

"Damn you, do you really think you've got me cornered?"

Monterey gritted his teeth, adopting a resolute stance.

"Aren't you afraid I'll just throw caution to the wind, even if it means my reputation is ruined and I have no place to be buried?"

"I'll kill both of you before that, and we'll all perish together?"

Monterey said, his face full of unwillingness, threatening in a harsh voice.

His only trump card now was that Ron and the other person were in his hands.

Once he truly disregarded everything and unleashed the peak strength of an Armed Knight.

Then killing Ron and the other person would definitely be extremely simple!

Therefore, Monterey was now on edge, waiting to see if Ron and the other person cared about their lives.

If the other party still had even a shred of fear of death, then there was still room for maneuver.

Conversely, if the other party was truly fearless, then he really had no other options.

At this moment, facing Monterey's threat.

Ron, however, burst into laughter, looking utterly dumbfounded.

Beruke, who had been acting as a follower and hadn't spoken, also had a strange expression, looking as if he wanted to speak but hesitated.

Monterey saw their peculiar attitudes and immediately felt a sense of bewilderment.

"Mr. Monterey, there's something I forgot to tell you."

At this moment, Ron spoke while reaching up to remove the mask from his face.

When Monterey saw the face beneath the mask.

He couldn't help but gape, stunned on the spot.

"A... a puppet?"

Monterey's eyes widened, staring intently at Ron.

"You're actually a puppet? No wonder you're so fearless..."

Monterey muttered to himself, no wonder he had always felt that this masked person didn't seem alive, had no breath, no heartbeat, just like a corpse.

Now, he finally understood, it was a puppet!

At this moment, Monterey suddenly thought of something and turned his gaze to Beruke.

"Kid, he's a puppet, but you're not!"

When the two were confronting each other earlier, Beruke had condensed a Battle Qi Shroud.

And most ordinary puppets' energy sources were magic crystals.

Only puppets above Fifth Tier might use Battle Qi as an energy source.

However, if the other party was truly a Fifth-Tier puppet, then its combat power would be comparable to an Earth Knight and a Five-Ring Mage.

How could a puppet of such a level not even be able to condense Battle Qi armor?

Therefore, Monterey was certain that Beruke was just an ordinary low-tier Armed Knight, with absolutely no other possibilities.

"Uh, I'm indeed not a puppet..."

Beruke admitted frankly, but then immediately added.

"However, have you heard of a spatial teleportation device?"

Spatial teleportation?

Monterey was stunned, then his mouth twitched, and he said tentatively.

"Are you saying... you have a teleportation item?"

A so-called spatial teleportation device was a special alchemy construct.

It could ignore distance and obstacles, instantly transferring the holder or people and objects within a magic array through space.

Such an alchemy construct involving spatial attributes, even if its level was very low and could only perform a 'Flash' within ten meters.

It would still be priceless, costing at least several thousand gold coins.

"I'm sorry, that's exactly what I mean."

Beruke's lips curved upwards as he smiled at Monterey.

The reason he dared to follow Ron directly to the Adventurers' Association.

Aside from being held by Ron and having no choice but to come.

Another reason was that he possessed a defensive alchemy construct capable of spatial teleportation, which was the necklace Fral had given him.

The effect of this necklace was that when encountering mortal danger, it would automatically activate a shield that could withstand the attacks of an Earth Knight.

And under the protection of the shield, after three seconds, it would randomly teleport him to a location a thousand meters away.

It was precisely because he had such powerful life-saving equipment that Beruke showed no signs of backing down when facing Monterey's threat earlier.

"..."

For a moment, Monterey was silent, completely on the verge of collapse.

After a long while, he finally took a deep breath.

Like a lamb ready to be slaughtered, he said mournfully.

"Alright, you win."

Although Beruke hadn't taken out the teleportation device, Monterey no longer dared to gamble.

He had already realized that even if he silenced the two of them here, he couldn't prevent the information from getting out.

Therefore, there was no need for him to continue the stalemate.

"Tell me, what exactly do you want me to do?"

Monterey looked at Ron, speaking in a stiff tone.

"Since you have evidence of my wrongdoing, but haven't released it."

"That means you only want to use it to threaten me and make me work for you."

"If that's the case, then there's still room for negotiation... State your demands!"

By the end, Monterey, who had originally fallen into dejection, regained a bit of initiative.

Ron glanced at Monterey; with his intelligence, he could naturally see through the other party's little scheme.

However, Ron didn't care, he just chuckled lightly and sat back down.

And he crossed his legs, placing his hands clasped over his abdomen, like a noble lord, and said playfully.

"Mr. Monterey, if you had been so sensible earlier, we wouldn't have wasted so much time."

After casually remarking to Monterey, Ron stopped wasting words and went straight to the point.

"Recently, our Thieves' Guild plans to establish a branch in Kura City."

"So, what we want you to do is actually very simple: you are not to allow the Adventurers' Association to be hostile towards our Thieves' Guild."