Shattered Innocence: Transmigrated Into a Novel as an Extra-Chapter 558: Information (3)

Corvina let out a tired sigh, tapping her fingers against her desk as she pushed another document toward Lucavion. "Regarding the monster carcasses," she began, her tone returning to its usual business-like sharpness, "I've already finalized the deal with the Magic Tower. They were more than eager to purchase them for research."

Lucavion gave a satisfied nod, reaching out to skim through the documents before him.

"Good," he said simply, flipping through the pages without much interest.

Corvina tilted her head slightly, watching him closely. "When should I arrange the meeting for the final exchange?"

Lucavion smirked slightly, but his response came without hesitation.

"You can do as you see fit."

Corvina raised an eyebrow. "You're leaving it entirely to me?"

Lucavion leaned back in his chair, resting his chin lazily against his hand. "I won't be there."

The words settled in the air for a moment before Corvina blinked, her fingers stilling against the surface of her desk.

"…Not be there?"

"That's right," Lucavion confirmed, standing up from his seat and stretching his shoulders slightly. "I'm leaving this city now."

Corvina's eyes sharpened slightly.

She had expected him to leave eventually, but not so soon.

Not this quickly.

"You're leaving already?" she asked, her tone carrying a hint of disbelief.

Lucavion simply smirked, unbothered as ever. "I have what I need."

Corvina tapped her nails against the desk, narrowing her eyes slightly. "You're not even going to oversee the deal? After all the effort you went through to bring back those creatures?"

Lucavion chuckled, waving a hand. "I trust you."

A brief silence followed.

Corvina let out an amused hum, resting her chin against her knuckles. "Trust?" she repeated, a rare smirk flickering across her lips. "That's quite a bold statement for a man who just let himself get ripped off three days ago."

Lucavion's brows lifted slightly, but he didn't argue.

Corvina couldn't help but feel a flicker of greed rise in her chest.

'He really doesn't care about the finer details, does he?'

The idea of skimming a little extra from the deal crossed her mind—after all, Lucavion was notoriously bad at haggling.

A small price adjustment here. A little "unexpected fee" there. He wouldn't even notice.

She almost allowed herself to indulge in the thought—

Until Lucavion looked at her.

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Gazed into her.

A cold, piercing stare—one that carried weight, a silent warning wrapped in amusement.

"Guildmaster…" Lucavion murmured, his voice smooth but edged like a blade.

"Let's hope you don't try anything funny."

Corvina's smirk faltered ever so slightly, her fingers pausing mid-drum against the wood of her desk.

She lifted an eyebrow, feigning ignorance. "Oh?"

Lucavion's next words, however—

Made her flinch.

"I am heavily related to the Thaddeus Duchy. If I sense any dishonesty…"

His smirk deepened, but his eyes remained sharp.

"I may send a word or two."

A sharp, suffocating silence filled the room.

Corvina exhaled slowly, rolling her shoulders back as she forced herself to relax.

'So, he's playing that card.'

She should have known.

Lucavion was many things—a menace, a reckless fool, an absolute headache to deal with—but he was not stupid.

And he knew exactly how to make people reconsider their actions.

Her fingers curled slightly before she finally let out a short laugh, leaning back into her chair. "I should have figured," she muttered, shaking her head. "You really don't let your guard down, do you?"

Lucavion chuckled, slipping his hands into his coat pockets. "Not when money's involved."

Corvina scoffed, then smirked slightly, shaking her head. "Fine. Your deal will be handled properly."

Lucavion winked. "Good choice."

Corvina's gaze flickered toward him, assessing. "Then I suppose this is where we part ways, for now."

Lucavion nodded slightly. "For now."

Corvina sighed, but something in her expression softened—just a little.

As much as he was a headache…

This city was going to be a lot quieter without him.

s Lucavion and Corvina stepped out of her office, the usual buzz of the guild hall filled the air—clinking mugs, the shuffle of parchment, the low murmur of negotiations.

But the moment Lucavion emerged into the main hall—

Silence.

Then—

The unmistakable sensation of dozens of glares drilling into his skull.

Lucavion paused, blinking as he surveyed the sea of adventurers. Their faces ranged from irritated to outright murderous, jaws clenched, arms crossed, eyes screaming the same unspoken accusation:

This bastard.

Ah. Right.

He had, after all, wiped the quest board clean.

Lucavion exhaled through his nose, lips twitching in amusement. "Now, now," he murmured smoothly, tilting his head as he regarded them. "Why the hostility?"

A hulking man at the front of the crowd, clearly one of the veteran adventurers, let out a sharp scoff. "Don't play dumb. You know exactly why."

A smaller rogue-like adventurer jabbed a finger toward him. "You took all the high-paying quests! Even the mid-tier ones! Do you know how long it's been since we've had actual work?!"

Lucavion hummed, rubbing his chin in mock thought. "It's been… what, three days?"

The room collectively bristled.

Corvina sighed beside him, muttering, "For normal people, three days of no work is a problem, Lucavion."

A woman from the crowd, clearly a seasoned spellcaster, huffed. "We had to argue over a lost cat mission. A lost cat. Do you understand the humiliation?"

Lucavion's smirk deepened, delighted by the sheer frustration aimed at him. "Ah. So I did leave some work for you."

Corvina pinched the bridge of her nose.

Someone in the back of the crowd shouted, "You enjoyed this, didn't you?!"

Lucavion placed a hand over his heart, his smirk widening as he spoke with feigned remorse. "What a cruel accusation."

The rogue who had spoken earlier narrowed his eyes. "Don't act innocent! You knew what you were doing!"

Lucavion chuckled. "Did I?"

"Yes!"

Lucavion turned to Corvina, smiling as if he hadn't just incited a mob. "You hear that, Guildmaster? They seem very passionate about this."

Corvina, exhausted beyond belief, waved a dismissive hand. "Lucavion, if you don't leave this city soon, I will start charging you a disruption fee."

Lucavion tsked, shaking his head. "So cruel."

The adventurers grumbled among themselves, but none dared actually approach him. Even in their frustration, they knew better than to pick a fight with someone who had single-handedly handled every major monster threat in the region.

Still, the glares didn't lessen as he and Corvina made their way to the entrance.

Lucavion turned back one last time, raising a hand in an exaggerated farewell. "I'll miss you all."

A random voice in the crowd muttered, "We won't."

With a final amused chuckle, Lucavion stepped out of the guild, the heavy doors swinging shut behind him.

Corvina exhaled, rubbing her temples. 'This bastard really does enjoy being a menace.'

Just as Lucavion took another step forward, Corvina's eyes widened slightly in realization.

'Damn it. I forgot.'

"Wait."

Lucavion paused, glancing over his shoulder with an arched brow. "Hm?"

Corvina sighed and strode toward him, pulling a small, folded piece of parchment from inside her coat. She grabbed his hand without ceremony and slapped the paper into his palm. "Contact this guy."

Lucavion lifted the paper, eyeing it with vague amusement. "You do love handing me mysterious notes, don't you?"

Corvina ignored him. "His name is Kael Draven. He's an old acquaintance of mine, and more importantly—he knows Varenthia inside and out."

Lucavion hummed, rolling the name over in his head. "Kael Draven."

Corvina nodded. "You'll need guidance in that place, and Kael can help you navigate it. He's… let's just say he has connections—ones that might make things easier for you."

Lucavion smirked, slipping the paper into his coat. "How thoughtful of you, Guildmaster."

Corvina rolled her eyes. "Don't make me regret this."

Lucavion chuckled before offering a small, almost genuine nod. "Still—thanks."

Corvina blinked at him. 'Huh. That almost sounded sincere.'

But before she could process that rare moment of decency, Lucavion tilted his head with that infuriatingly lazy smirk. "And when I return, I'll make sure you have another staple number of monster carcasses to sell…"

Her eyes twitched.

"…And, of course, another three-day vacation for your adventurers."

Corvina groaned, dragging a hand down her face. "Lucavion."

He simply grinned, giving her a two-fingered salute before turning on his heel and strolling off.

Corvina stood there for a long moment, watching his retreating figure.

Then, exhaling deeply, she muttered to herself, "I need a drink."