Mechanic Class Rank

Confirming with Theobold that her reward would only be more and not less, Mary was satisfied with the result and quickly dismissed herself.

Of course, Theobold wanted to cry, but could not. 

He could only blame himself for asking what Mary came to him for. The Egg Benedict had come at a flawless time to stop her, but he still failed to latch onto the opportunity and sought his own doom.

'Sigh, my wallet has a big hole now, always getting looted.' Theobold exclaimed inwardly, walking back to the camp to check up on the injured and the aftermath of the evolved Gilaso variant corpse. 

There were simply too many things for him to do, and he could not afford to idle around. That was the life of a dutiful and honorable military commander, unlike Egg Benedict. 

While Theobold got himself busied with the task ahead, Mary had returned to the Iron Sentinel.

"Okay, why did you want me to return so quickly?" Mary asked right away.