Finding Jonathan was easy, as he had stayed in the same spot the entire time.

When Liens found him, he was sitting under a tree, eyes closed, holding his longsword, seemingly taking a nap.

However, Liens' footsteps interrupted his plan to continue resting.

"Here, for you. This is the head of your Mission target."

Liens handed the cloth-wrapped package, which had already started to seep blood, to Jonathan.

"No need to show me. As long as you followed the Mission's instructions to find the person, then the target shouldn't be wrong."

"I trust you won't make a mistake… even if you do, just do it again."

Jonathan stood up and waved his hand, refusing the corpse Liens offered.

Liens frowned, but seeing that Jonathan had no intention of taking the corpse, he withdrew his hand and continued to carry the blood-dripping cloth package himself.

"Let's go… Since the Mission is complete, we should go back and submit it."

"You took a bit long. I almost fell asleep."

Jonathan yawned and said to Liens.

After speaking, he began to walk back.

"Sorry, finding the person took some time."

Liens caught up to Jonathan and replied indifferently.

However, although he apologized verbally, Liens felt no actual remorse in his heart.

A person is responsible for himself. This was his first time infiltrating such a military stronghold, so of course, he had to be cautious.

Otherwise, what if he got caught and lost his Life there?

Never trust any verbal promises too much.

He couldn't just blindly risk his Life for an Adventurer just because Jonathan said, 'The Family will protect me.'

Jonathan did not reply to Liens' response but continued to walk ahead without a word.

Liens also silently followed Jonathan's footsteps.

The two returned to the Glenbagen Family's station in this silent atmosphere.

...

Mission Hall.

"We're here. Let's go to the Counter to submit the Mission."

"After submitting the Mission, you'll also receive your first contribution points."

"I remember the reward for the beginner's Mission is 100 points. If converted to money, it should be 10 silver."

"It's quite good, don't you think?"

After entering the Mission Hall, Jonathan pointed to the Counter and spoke first.

"10 silver… that is indeed a good amount."

Liens pondered for a moment, then nodded in response.

The amount of 10 silver reminded him of the price the mysterious sorcerer offered for him at the Slave Exchange.

Just killing one person could be worth him. No wonder Barton instinctively refused at the time.

After all, [Faint Mental Talent] had some value. How could it be worth the same as a single head?

Liens followed Jonathan to the Counter, and just as he was about to place the blood-stained cloth package on it, Jonathan stopped him.

During the return journey, the cloth package had stopped dripping blood.

He didn't know if the blood had coagulated or if the head inside had already bled dry.

"No need to put it on the Counter. It'll just get dirty and someone will have to clean it. Just lift it up and show it."

Jonathan explained to Liens, then said to the staff behind the Counter: "Mission number 6315; Mission type, New Adventurer Mission; Mission executors, two people; Mission requirements, completed."

"Alright, please wait a moment. I am looking up the Mission details for you…"

"May I ask, are you sure the Mission has been completed? If the Mission is not completed but submitted, it will be considered abandoned, and you will be subject to a certain penalty."

"The penalty is to be forcibly assigned a Family Mission with no reward."

The Counter Miss behind the Counter knew that one of the two people in front of her was a new Adventurer, so she specifically explained more.

Jonathan did not stop her, as this was a necessary process.

His supervisor Mission was to help new Adventurers like Liens familiarize themselves with the entire Mission process.

"If you are sure, please place your identity wooden tokens on the Counter."

"Oh, and this person is the supervisor, correct?"

The Counter Miss asked Liens and Jonathan to place their identity wooden tokens on the Counter, then asked Jonathan.

After receiving Jonathan's nod of confirmation, she first picked up Jonathan's wooden token and placed it on a metal machine with buttons, then pressed a few buttons on it.

As the Counter Miss's fingers left the metal machine, in a flash, some patterns lit up on Jonathan's wooden token.

Then very quickly, those lit-up special patterns disappeared.

The wooden token returned to its unremarkable appearance.

After the patterns faded, the Miss picked up Jonathan's wooden token, then placed Liens' wooden token on it and repeated the previous operation.

However, Liens noticed that the buttons she pressed both times were slightly different.

So Liens spoke to Jonathan beside him and asked, "How much is your reward for this Mission?"

"500 contribution points."

Jonathan opened his palm and gestured to Liens.

Liens understood.

Different buttons represent different numbers? Was the previous operation like putting money into a "card"?

"That's so easy. You get 500 contribution points for doing almost nothing."

Liens complained to Jonathan, feeling a bit speechless.

"Of course. You don't know how popular the job of guiding new Adventurers is."

"It's easy, no danger, and the reward is good. If I weren't lucky, I wouldn't have even gotten it."

Hearing this, Jonathan's face showed a smug expression.

"Besides, I didn't do nothing."

"Waiting for you here late at night, doesn't that count for something?"

"You know, normally at this time, I'd be preparing to sleep or going to the pleasure district to have some fun." Find the translation on MV&LEMPYR.

Jonathan continued.

"Alright, alright… You worked hard."

Liens replied perfunctorily.

Feeling smug, Jonathan didn't mind Liens' perfunctory response. He reached out and took back his "recharged" wooden token, putting it into his embrace.

"Oh, and you don't need to hold that thing anymore. There's a trash can over there. Throw it in there, someone will dispose of it."

Jonathan saw Liens still carrying the bloody cloth package and pointed to a large barrel not far away, gesturing to him.

"Hmm."

Liens nodded, picked up his wooden token, then walked over and casually threw the "trash" in his hand into the barrel.

Neither of them felt anything special about treating another person's corpse as "trash."

"This kid, he's truly a born executioner; his heart is too cold. I should stay away from him in the future."

Jonathan watched Liens casually throw the corpse in his hand into the trash can, as if he were discarding a very normal piece of trash, and felt a little startled in his heart.

It seemed Jonathan's understanding of himself was still inaccurate, as he still found Liens' actions cold-blooded.

Little did he know, in the eyes of the Counter Miss, all of them, these covert guards, were the same kind of people.

They were all people who regarded other people's Lives as nothing.