398 Alliance of Traitors

The whole tavern was quiet again.

"Dean? Big Dean? Bald Dean?" Ricky stroked his chin and asked in sudden realization, "Dean from 'Dante's Greatsword'? The man with the flexible mind, superb skill, and a promising future?"

Lasalle stayed quiet while Stake nodded his head.

"Your informant… kept himself really well-hidden." Ricky shook his head.

"What? Dante's Greatsword?" Boss Tampa frowned and scratched his chin.

Ricky raised his eyebrows. 'Wait a minute… does that mean…?'

At that moment, along with the tavern owner Tampa, many of the mercenaries' eyes followed Ricky's gaze and shifted to the other side. Their gazes were trained on the wide-eyed Thales and the stunned Quick Rope.

'What happened?' Thales thought dazedly as he became the focus again.

Marina turned to Shawn with a skeptical look. She whispered, "Hey, I remember these two are in Dante's Greatsword…"