10 minutes later-- 2 blocks away
Robin watched the guards as they were negotiating with some people who were all wearing kitchen aprons and were stained with blood all over
they didn't look like trained soldiers, yet their aura was extremely dark and suffocating...
The negotiations continued for about another 5 minutes until the fattest and oldest chef among them ordered one of his boys to bring black notes from inside...
The deal to sell the girls was already done!
Robin reached out his hand and took out two fireball talismans, the strongest one of these bunch was one of the chefs and his strength was about that of a low-level saint, one Fireball would take care of him, and the other would kill the rest of the guards or at least scare them away
