Chapter 333: Chapter 317: She’s Actually an S-Level Mercenary, The Silver Wolf

"Where did you sell her?" Alvin Morgan could no longer control his emotions. He yanked the fisherman off the ground and roared.

The fisherman stammered, "I-I sold her to a middleman..."

"What’s his name?"

He shook his head. "I really don’t know."

Alvin Morgan clenched his fist and slammed it violently onto the table.

"Black, the middlemen in Southeland are basically nomads. They’re hard to investigate..."

Alvin Morgan didn’t look at his subordinate. He suddenly strode in front of the fisherman, grabbed his shoulders with both hands, and stared at him with bloodshot eyes. "What did he look like? Which way did he go? Think hard and try to remember..."

Beta and Benjamin Morgan felt terrible. For the first time, they saw an emotion they had never witnessed in their master’s eyes: pleading.

But the fisherman’s next words extinguished the last glimmer of light in his eyes.

"He was masked and driving a horse-drawn carriage. If he was looking to buy people, he’d ring a bell in the marketplace."

*** 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Alvin Morgan fell ill.

After returning from the seaside, he developed a high fever, his temperature once soaring to 40°C.

As his personal doctor, Beta Morgan immediately prepared medicine for him. He managed to bring the fever down, but as soon as their master could barely sit up, he threw himself back into the search.

"This is a composite sketch I drew based on the fisherman’s description. I need you to issue a wanted notice."

"Alright..." Dees, sitting beside him, nodded.

"Aurora would have been at her weakest when she was sold. The middleman wouldn’t sell her right away. He might have taken her to a clinic to treat her internal injuries. So, using the fisherman’s house as the center, search all clinics within a 500-kilometer radius..."

"Pay special attention to anyone wearing a hat or a cloak. She probably has internal injuries, so also ask about any girls being treated for them..."

Dees took notes diligently, but as he wrote, he couldn’t help but comment, "You know, this girl sounds a bit like The Silver Wolf. Your woman isn’t The Silver Wolf, is she?"

Alvin Morgan gave a bitter smile. "No, she’s never been outside of Veridia before."

Dees glanced at him and shook his head.

***

The Phantom Trove, Southeland Branch—

Aurora Sinclair finally got her hands on a brand-new computer and logged into the official website of the International Mercenary Alliance.

Her login instantly drew the attention of the other three S-level mercenaries.

[The Miner: The queen of lurking finally logs on.]

[The Blaster: Good to see you, Silver Wolf.]

[The Boxing King: Don’t be jealous. I’ve already met The Silver Wolf.]

[The Miner: HOLY SHIT, where’d you meet up? Is The Silver Wolf a guy or a girl?]

[The Boxing King: Hahaha... And it wasn’t just The Silver Wolf. Black was there too.]

[The Miner: Pfft, I just saw Black a little while ago. Nothing new there. Silver Wolf, post a pic!]

[The Silver Wolf replied to The Boxing King: The boxing ring?]

[The Boxing King: Yep, and you even gave me a little note.]

[The Silver Wolf: ...]

Aurora Sinclair stared at the messages on the screen, her eyes flashing briefly. She picked up the cup beside her and took a sip.

’I was just planning to use The Silver Wolf’s identity as a cover. Who would’ve thought the owner of that boxing ring was actually The Boxing King?’

[The Boxing King replied to The Silver Wolf: Silver Wolf, when you were sold earlier, did you see a girl from Veridia?]

[The Silver Wolf: Why are you looking for her?]

[The Boxing King: She’s Black’s woman. He’s been searching like a madman. A couple of days ago, the stress made him so sick he ran a fever of 40°C... ]

[The Miner: DAMN, didn’t the fever fry his brain?]

When Aurora Sinclair saw this, her heart clenched instantly. She clicked directly on Black’s profile picture and typed out a line:

[The Silver Wolf: The girl you’re looking for is safe and sound. She will return soon!]

Benjamin Morgan, who was watching the computer, was stunned.

He pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose and turned to look at his master’s sleeping face.

He immediately replied:

[Black: Where is she?]

But The Silver Wolf had already logged off.

Benjamin Morgan immediately tried to trace The Silver Wolf’s message location, but the system gave him an "access denied" warning.

In other words, The Silver Wolf was currently under the protection of some special Power.

***

Having logged off, Aurora Sinclair pursed her lips and looked at the few people across from her, stating bluntly, "I need all your information on The Shadow Organization."

But the group remained suspicious of her identity. The general manager of The Phantom Trove’s Southeland Branch, in particular, furrowed his brow, and his voice deepened.

"Young Master, we need to see your Myriad Machina Order or your Ghost Eye Ring."

But Aurora Sinclair shook her head. "I don’t have them with me."

The group’s suspicion grew, and one said with a very serious expression, "Apologies, Young Master, but without either of those two items, we cannot follow your orders."

The atmosphere in the room grew heavy. The heart of the woman who had brought Aurora Sinclair here was in her throat.

’If she’s an impostor, I’ll be the one to blame.’

Aurora Sinclair thought for a moment, then asked, "If I don’t have the Token, what other method do you use to verify my identity?"

The men glanced at each other, then replied, not too politely, "With The Phantom Trove’s secret techniques, of course."

"What secret techniques?" Aurora Sinclair asked, confused.

’I’ve been learning from my two masters since I was a child, and they never mentioned any Sect secret techniques.’

But the men didn’t answer her. Instead, their faces filled with rage.

"You don’t even know the secret techniques. You audacious fraud, how dare you impersonate the Young Master of The Phantom Trove—"