Stray

“All the bone jade stored in Alban was made into bone jade bombs?” Ann almost dropped the half-chewed bread to the ground.

Nemo put down the cloth bag in his hand and nodded heavily. “Each one carries a weight monitoring array. I adjusted and peeled it off, and finally scraped out these— According to Mr. Medes’ request, this should be enough.”

The mouth of the bag was open, revealing some fine snow-white particles inside, which looked a bit like crushed pearls. Even if they were grouped into a whole, they were barely the size of an apricot.

“I will give these to Medes. Thank you, Nemo.” Ann carefully patted the breadcrumbs between her fingers, and then carefully wiped her hands on the clothing exposed behind the leather armor, before picking it up with both hands. Even though she knew that Nemo had done enough protection, she couldn’t help but closed the opening of the silk bag.

Nemo tried to pull out a smile and his eyes fell on the tip of his dirty boots.

Ann’s gratitude made a sharp residue of bitterness and guilt mixed in his heart.

Ann took a long breath, took out the task paper roll directly, and signed it neatly.

“I can give you my personal account directly.” The female warrior smiled slightly bitterly. “Of course, I have deducted your debt from it.”

“You can keep a fifth of it. You’re also a member of Tumbleweed, Ann. You have been acting with us, and you deserve it. The usual rules apply. Half goes to the team fund and half is kept,” Oliver responded calmly.