550 Mole 5yr

Translator: Nyoi_Bo_StudioEditor: Nyoi_Bo_Studio

The inspectors lifted the dead mercenaries onto the stretchers. Their movements were very careful as if they were trying not to disturb the corpses. The League didn't have rules like a standard army, but the bonds between the mercenaries were much stronger.
Anfey exchanged a few more words with Ye and left with Anthony. Two carriages were already waiting by the door. Anthony could tell Anfey was in a bad mood and that he was thinking, so he simply nodded before disappearing into one of the carriages.
By the time Anfey got back to his place, it was well past midnight. Surprisingly, the elves were still awake. They were already waiting for him in the yard when he got off of the carriage.
"Is Suzanna home?" Anfey asked softly.
Yalbevin nodded. "My lady is waiting for you inside, sir."
"I see," Anfey said. "Go get some rest." The elves nodded and Anfey hurried into the building.
Suzanna was sitting on the bed. She was staring at the air in front of her, thinking. Seeing Anfey walk in