
In the Fiji Islands, Ren and his team have just completed a final scheduled raid in a contract agreement with the Fiji Islands Association.
He and his team completed a 2-day slower raid compared to the 6 team led by Yola Silvia, as they were in charge of the higher ranked Dungeon.
Because of that too, the team that Ren led finally had to return to their country, Southeast Asia, slower than team 6.
Not to mention, Ren had to go first to the Association's office to sign the contract settlement document, so he had to be left behind his team who went home first to their country.
Early in the morning, after breakfast and a shower, Ren finally drove to the Association's office by riding the pickup that the Association had sent him.
Ren was a little confused and there was a hint of suspicious feeling when he opened the door and saw the faces of the 4 extremely unfamiliar Hunters, not even he remembered at all having met any of them before.
As a chartered Hunter who has often met with the Hunter Association of the Fiji Islands, Ren could almost recognize all of the Hunters of the Association because he had worked with almost all of the Hunters of the Association who had met him frequently while they were serving as Dungeon gatekeepers.
Surprisingly again, among them, there was a middle-aged Hunter who should have been considered a senior Hunter and was not assigned as a pick-up like this time.
Ren's suspicions grew as the SUV they were driving turned in the opposite direction to the Association's office.
"Sir, isn't this the opposite way from the road to the Association's office?" ren asked the man sitting with him in the middle seat, who was around the age of Kevin Jung, 35.
Jordan Foster, the man sitting next to Ren, smiled faintly at him.
"No, the chairman of the Association asked us to take you to the meeting place by the beach." Jordan Sahut.
Ren nodded slowly. He remembered there was a nice beach house near the beach that he also knew, from the people around there, from, that house is usually also used Rodman Kilirayna to have a casual meeting with a rented Hunter.
Ren had several trips to the beach with Anna while Anna was still in the Fiji Islands.
Ren's suspicion disappeared for a moment, before he was finally confused again when they had entered the coastal area.
Usually the area is very crowded, almost for a full 24 hours. The place is always filled with tourists, both local tourists and outside tourists.
But, this time, Ren didn't even see a single person around the main entrance to the beach.
'Is this place intentionally closed because the Association chairman is here?'
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The SUV they drive finally arrives at the beachfront home that Ren also knows is usually used to host foreign Hunters.
The three Hunters, who leave with Ren, take him straight to the house, while the driver driving the SUV stays in their vehicle.
Although he felt suspicious, but Ren still followed the three Hunters into the beach house.
When they just entered the mansion, Ren could immediately see Rodman Kilirayna there. He was standing behind a mini bar with another middle-aged man sitting opposite him holding a glass of alcohol in his left hand.
"Have you come, Mr Ren? Sit down first" Rodman said, pointing to the empty chair next to the middle-aged man, while Rodman, who was behind the bar, poured some ice into a transparent glass.
Rodman then placed the glass half filled with ice in front of Ren, then poured whisky into it.
"Take this as a celebration of the completion of your duty, Mr. Ren." Said Rodman who then invited Ren to enjoy the drink.
Ren then turned to the middle-aged man sitting next to him, trying to remember the seemingly familiar face.
"It's nice to meet you, Mr. Ren." Greet the middle-aged man, when he knew Ren was staring at him.
The middle-aged man then thrust his hand with the intention of inviting Ren to shake hands. "I'm Fred Watson."
"More." Sahut Ren was brief, nodding slowly.
After the middle-aged man introduced himself to her, Ren finally remembered that the person was a famous secret agent from the American Association whose face had been very often plastered on the official website of the World Association.
"Are you the same Mr Watson that many people know, sir?" ask Ren.
Fred laughs. His heavy voice, making the room previously quiet, became crowded with just his voice.
"Your guess is right, Mr. Ren." Fred Sahut.
Ren then nodded again, then turned his gaze to Rodman, who looked visibly nervous, even though the middle-aged man was trying to hide it.
Suspecting that Fred and Rodman had other affairs completely unrelated to him, Ren finally took out the documents from inside the bag that had been hanging on his shoulder, then handed them to Rodman.
"It looks like you're busy, Mr. Rodman. What if you sign this document first?" ren said, proffering a blue envelope in his hand to Rodman.
"Are you in a hurry, Mr Ren?" fred asked, staring at the envelope Rodman had just received.
"I just want to settle my affairs and return to my country, Mr Watson." Sahut Ren, while looking at Rodman who tried to smile at him. He did not look at Fred talking to him at all.
"What if we had a drink first while talking about business, Mr Ren?" jordan said as he sat on Ren's empty right seat. Ren now sits with Fred and Jordan on his left and right flanks.
"Business?"
"certain. We have a very good offer for you." Jordan Sahut. He then picked up the drink Rodman had just given him.
Right now, Ren was really suspicious of the two Hunters sitting with him. When Jordan was just sitting there, he saw Rodman looked increasingly nervous. His face even started to look pale and his movements looked very suspicious.
The middle-aged man almost spilled the whisky he had poured into Jordan's glass.
Ren then talks to Rodman, taking the smartphone from his jacket pocket. "Let's talk about it after Mr. Rodman signs our treaty documents first." Sahut Ren, answer Jordan's offer.
Ren then nodded at Rodman and stared at the envelope Rodman had placed on the table as he prepared drinks for Jordan.
Surprisingly, Rodman seemed reluctant to take the envelope back and sign it.
"Mr Ren. Have you seen the news recently?" fred asked, when he saw the teenage man seemed not to be provoked by Jordan's words
Ren finally turned to Ferd, then nodded.
Fred smile. He then emptied the drink in his glass before returning to speak, "I think you also already understand how your guild's current situation is."
Ren did not respond. He is busy typing a message on his smartphone, before sending the message to Anna.