Emerson pulled Lucy to a table at the side and sat down.
"Why did you let her in?"
"Hahaha..." Lucy smiled at Emerson. "What if I say that I don't think she's a bad person... Would you believe me?"
He looked at her seriously. "Don't find strange reasons. You're not the kind of stupid girl who trusts others so easily."
Lucy stuck out her tongue and lowered her head as she held Emerson's finger, like a child who had made a mistake.
Emerson was a little helpless and said earnestly, "I'm trying to protect you, Lucy. I don't want you to be hurt. I might go out in the next 2 days. I'm worried about you."
"I know I'm wrong. I promise I won't let anyone else in again," Lucy pouted and said.
"Not even that Tifa."
"..."
Lucy suddenly stopped talking.
Upon seeing his sister's expression, Emerson could not help but stare at her. "Don't tell me you still want to let her in?"
"I... I won't let her in as well..." Lucy's eyes sparkled.
"Really?" Emerson wondered if she was just brushing him off.
"Oh my, you don't even believe your own sister's words?"
"Alright then."
Emerson could not do anything about Lucy. After all, he could not force her, so said, "I'm planning to go to the Bounty Association to accept some missions tomorrow. Maybe I'll leave the city for a few days. Stay at home. If you need anything, tell the guards outside. They'll help you out for Grandpa Elrond's sake."
"There won't be any danger, right?" Lucy asked worriedly.
She had heard that although the rewards for the missions in the Bounty Association were generous, it was quite difficult to complete the missions. If Emerson was not careful enough, he would lose his life.
Lucy could not let her brother accept such dangerous missions.
Emerson smiled faintly. "Don't worry, I'm very powerful now."
As he spoke, Emerson released the flames with one hand. The flame few up the sky and shone brightly.
Only then did Lucy reveal a happy smile.
...
The next morning, Emerson left the house before Lucy woke up to prevent her from stopping him.
In the early morning, the Iron City was bathed in the fog. There was a trace of tranquility in the city.
However, Emerson knew that it was the most dangerous time to wander on the street with thick mist and fog.
Due to the limited vision, the guards on the city walls could not see what was happening in the city.
With that, many genetic warriors would hide in the alley as they were planning to rob the passerby.
Thus, Emerson maintained his vigilance at all times.
With his sharp senses, he could feel that there were a few people nearby staring at him. However, they did not make a move for a long time.
Even when Emerson arrived at the entrance of the Bounty Association, he did not encounter any attacks.
He could not help but feel puzzled. What were they thinking?
Actually, he did not know that after the battle last night, his name had left a deep impression in the hearts of many genetic warriors.
Coupled with how quickly he killed Lucius on the Life And Death Arena, his name had spread throughout the night. They named him Killing Machine.
In Iron City, those who did not have the strength of a tier 6 genetic warrior should not provoke a person who wore a black robe and did not show his face. Otherwise, they would be prepared to be slaughtered.
That caused the group of people who saw Emerson to not dare to act rashly. They were afraid that they would be killed by him in an instant.
Emerson entered the Bounty Association.
Immediately, dozens of gazes fell on him.
The noisy hall instantly became quiet.
"You are... Mr. Emerson Cole?" A big man at the front desk asked in a low voice.
Emerson did not say anything and threw his identity card on the table.
When the big man saw the words written on his identity card, his hand trembled as he handed the card back in fear.
"Sir... sir... are you here to accept a mission or to submit a mission?"
"I'm here to accept a mission," Emerson answered coldly.
The big man respectfully took a board from the side and carefully placed it on the table, motioning for Emerson to take a look.
"This is the highest level mission in our guild. Generally, only those who have reached A rank and above can accept it."
Emerson glanced at the board.
[A Rank Mission: Kill an evil lord outside of a town in the south of Iron City and bring the corpse back to the Bounty Association. Reward: 8,000 gold coins.]
[A+ Rank Mission: Enter the dark forest and search for the Forest Hunter's residence. Bring back the information. Reward: 12,000 gold coins.]
[S+ Rank Mission: Submit any tier 7 weapon-type soul stone and above. Reward: 20,000 gold coins or more.]
...
He was not interested in any of these missions.
Although the rewards were tempting, it was too time-consuming and laborious.
However, apart from that, he also saw a strange mission.
[S+ Rank Mission: Submit Emerson Cole's blood and provide proof. Reward: 50,000 gold coins (Limited to once).]
There was even a bounty on his blood?
He did not know which rich dummy would issue such a bounty on his blood.
If the mission was not limited to once, he would have done it twice to earn 100,000 gold coins.
However, Emerson shook his head and asked.
"Is there a mission that I can earn more than 1,000,000 gold coins in one go?"
"1,000,000 gold coins?" The big man was shocked by the number. "This... Sir, I don't think we have a mission that can satisfy your request."
He spoke very carefully, afraid that Emerson would be unhappy and kill him with one strike.
However, at that time, someone in the hall suddenly sneered.
"Do you know how much is 1,000,000 gold coins, Emerson Cole?"
"With that much money, you'd have to go to the dark forest to get a tier 4 soul pill. Only then would you be able to earn that much."
"It's not that I'm looking down on you, I admit that you're strong, but it's impossible for you to kill a tier 4 mutated creature when you're a tier 8 all-rounded genetic warrior, right?"
"Moreover, as of now, there aren't any missions in Iron City that can earn 1,000,000 gold coins in one go. You'd better give up."
"If there isn't any A Rank or S Rank Missions left, then do some B Rank and C Ranks Missions. You'll eventually earn 1,000,000 gold coins."
Most of the people in the hall agreed with those words.
However, there was a hint of sarcasm in those words.
He looked down on Emerson as an all-rounded genetic warrior. He would still need to accept missions just like them. Hence, why was Emerson being so arrogant and asked for a 1,000,000 gold coins mission?
Furthermore, his words had a different meaning. On the surface, it seemed like he was making a suggestion for Emerson's good.
However, he was actually laughing at Emerson, yet his words did not give Emerson any reason to kill him.
At that moment, a voice came from outside.
"Who says there isn't?"
"I'm here to submit a 1,000,000 gold coins mission."
A stunning lady walked into the Bounty Association. She raised her chin as she looked at Emerson.