The Vastness of Magical Destiny

Waving his hand to stop Kusri, who was about to go on talking, Hayreddin simply said, "Kusri, bring up your gin. I too would like to catch up with my brothers."

Bowing respectfully and stepping back, Kusri nodded in understanding, "Then I won’t disturb Mr. Hayreddin and Mr. Drake’s reunion. When Mr. Hayreddin is free, I would also like to have a chat with you."

"Haha, Kusri, it seems you’re living quite comfortably now, hmm, I will find you after I arrange things with my brothers, and you know, I do have some matters that I’d like to discuss with you."

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After a glance at the other man, the depth in Hayreddin’s eyes seemed to enlighten Kusri, who nodded repeatedly but kept quiet, the gleam in his eyes as he retreated made Hayreddin realize he had chosen the right person.

Once the crowd around had discretely dispersed, Drake could finally take a good look at his Boss, whose transformation from the magnanimous figure of the past was significant. The concealed aura, if observed carefully, was in no way inferior to the old days, and his confident gaze indicated he was in high spirits. What circumstance had transformed the once fallen leader, who had been forced to flee the Southern Mediterranean, into a triumphant man?

"Hayreddin, when did you come back? We..." With a multitude of thoughts rushing to his head, Drake didn’t know how to start, resorting to the simplest of questions to break the ice.

"Drake, no need for words, seeing that the brothers are all well puts my mind at ease," Hayreddin stopped Drake, who wanted to ask further, gazing at several companions with eager eyes. "You guessed right, I am now working for Viscount Komer of Caucasus. You might have heard that a large-scale construction of docks is underway on Xifnos Island. That’s a territory bought from Tilo City-State by Viscount Komer, and I’m currently in charge of the construction project there."

"Ah? Boss, so those rumors are true? Xifnos Island is indeed undergoing massive construction, and people are recruiting Dwarf Craftsmen to work there. What exactly does Viscount Komer intend to do in the Southern Mediterranean?" a man with untidy hair and wolfish triangular eyes excitedly drained a large cup of Wedga brought by the bartender, licking his lips after.