After hearing Cook P. Jones's explanation, Hankley, with a look of disappointment on his face, complained in a tone full of melancholy:

"So, this 'Divine Inheritance' ruin we're going to next is actually just a somewhat stronger inheritance..."

Tannas, the only one present who understood that ancient history, offered a new perspective upon hearing Hankley's complaint:

"You can't say that. After all, it is a divine inheritance..."

"Perhaps their power can't compare to the current Gods of the Star Realm."

"But those inheritances are still touched by the 'essence of divinity'..."

"Obtaining those inheritances can make the path beyond Legendary a bit smoother to walk."

"That is the true value of these inheritances."

After Tannas presented his view, Seena, the only Ninth Tier Mage present, thought for a moment and then asked the question she wanted answered:

"Did those ancient Gods have some fatal flaw? How could a slightly stronger Legendary find an opportunity to kill them?"

"Hypothetically, what if we could avoid those flaws?"

As is well known, most Mages are rigorous and arrogant.

"Any God" in their eyes is merely a slightly more powerful "Mage"...

The question she posed plunged everyone present back into a state of contemplation.

Unfortunately, no matter how deeply the people present pondered, no one could answer her this rather pointed and tricky question that struck at the core...

Among those present, aside from Cook P. Jones, none had received those inheritances.

Without understanding those inheritances, it was difficult to answer this crucial question.

And Cook P. Jones, the only one present who had received a divine inheritance, was not particularly adept at deep thought and summarization either...

This bandit's attitude towards power leaned more towards relying on instinct.

He was the type who advanced on the path of the extraordinary by relying on his own "talent"...

And so.

After Seena's question was raised, everyone thought for a while on their own, and then tacitly began to drop the topic.

Cook P. Jones also wisely resumed the proper business of "dividing the spoils."

"Since all three of you have decided to go with me to that ancient ruin."

"Then, as agreed during recruitment, all gains from this Jadeite Star Domain belong to me alone."

"Last time I'll ask, does anyone regret it?"

After speaking, his gaze still swept over the faces of Seena and the other two.

Facing Cook P. Jones's final inquiry, Seena, Hankley, and Tannas all shook their heads with resolute expressions.

Spirit Stones could be earned anytime, but an opportunity like this concerning a "Legendary inheritance" would be gone once missed.

This was the true "reward" they wanted!

It was also the real reason the three of them were willing to join this bandit team and happily accept Cook P. Jones's leadership!

After confirming the attitudes of Seena and the other two, Cook P. Jones shrugged.

"I respect your decision. I just hope you won't regret it..."

Then, he turned to look at Loren, who was watching this scene with great interest from the side. With a pained expression, he took a spatial ring containing 6 million Spirit Stones from his chest.

He handed it to Loren, his face full of heartache and reluctance.

"I get a share too?" Loren asked, somewhat puzzled, as he took the ring.

In response to Loren's question, Cook P. Jones nodded, looking quite pained.

"Of course you do!"

"We are a proper team!!"

"We can't just not count your payment because you're here to help!"

"The entire Old Nobility District they robbed that night yielded roughly 20 million Spirit Stones. After selling those valuable items and extraordinary items, the total haul from that night reached around 29 million Spirit Stones."

"This is your share, Mr. Loren. Thank you for your help."

"Oh, and I've included the compensation from the White-bearded Dwarf in there, so don't come asking me for it again..."

Hearing Cook P. Jones's explanation, Loren, in a rather good mood, put away the spatial ring handed to him and nodded to himself.

Mr. Cook... turns out to be unexpectedly a man of principle...

As Loren accepted this ring containing 6 million stones!

His personal assets also reached a considerable amount—9.41 million Spirit Stones!

Wealthy Loren was back!!!

Just a little more, and Loren would be back in the ranks of the multi-billionaires.

In a very good mood, Loren also quietly erased his plan for revenge against Cook P. Jones from his mind.

In that case, after I get the stone slab, I won't trouble you about "you smearing that shadow stuff on me"...

I have always been very considerate and magnanimous...

Unaware that he had just escaped a calamity, Cook P. Jones, after finishing the division of spoils, stretched lazily with a look of great satisfaction!

"I always feel that after meeting you, Mr. Loren, everything has unexpectedly become smooth sailing!"

"The Fortune on you must have rubbed off on me!"

Hearing this praise from Cook P. Jones, Loren discreetly and carefully sized him up out of the corner of his eye.

After confirming it was just a normal remark of admiration and not that the other had seen through his unique ability, he quietly let go of the killing intent in his heart once more.

Mr. Cook, you always like to do overly dangerous things... that's really a bad habit...

Then, Loren pretended to respond indifferently:

"Of course. Perhaps this smoothness is a testament to our friendship."

Facing Loren's coolness, Cook P. Jones didn't mind much, simply attributing it to Loren's naturally aloof personality.

Major Figures always have some unique quirks in their character...

Cook P. Jones silently shrugged his shoulders and looked up at the night sky.

The moon, symbolizing purity and tranquility, still hung high in the starry sky...

Muttering to himself, "The timing is just right," he began his next move.

Then.

The shadow cast by the moonlight at his feet began to churn violently...

Cook P. Jones once again employed his special power named "Night Hunter."

The shadow at his feet, after churning violently, separated a small mass of shadow that fell onto the nearby pristine white snow.

The shadow, like sludge, was particularly conspicuous on the white, snowy ground.

Naturally, it attracted the gazes of the others present...

"Come forth, my Goblin partner!" Cook P. Jones chanted softly.

As his chant ended, the small mass of shadow on the snow also began an unusual transformation...