"I apologize, it was my oversight. I didn't expect that guy to be so extreme! He actually went as far as hiring people from a dark guild to ruin my plans!"
Mr. Deno spoke with an ugly expression. Clearly, there was deep enmity between him and Halos — possibly to the point where one wanted the other dead. Otherwise, the man wouldn't have contacted a dark guild just to target him.
"That has nothing to do with me, Mr. Deno."
Moen shook his head. He wasn't interested in the grudge between the two of them.
"I just want my payment and compensation."
Picking up the bag, Moen pulled it open to reveal the "Magic Horns" inside, showing them to Mr. Deno.
"Of course. This was my oversight. I'll deliver the compensation as agreed. You've worked hard, young brother Moen."
Seeing the "Magic Horns" inside the bag, Mr. Deno's expression immediately turned joyful, and his attitude toward Moen became very respectful. The initial doubts he'd had were long gone.
Looking at those "Magic Horns," then at the dark guild mages tied up together, Moen's strength was fully proven.
At this moment, youth was no longer a hindrance, it was proof of limitless potential. Moen was clearly a rising star in the magic world. Building a good relationship with him was definitely the right choice.
Those with real strength would always earn greater respect. Mr. Deno wasn't a fool and naturally wouldn't try any tricks on Moen.
The group entered the estate, and Mr. Deno immediately sent someone to fetch the payment. The transaction was carried out smoothly, money in one hand, goods in the other.
"This is 800,000J as the reward, plus an additional 200,000J for unexpected compensation! Young brother Moen, I'd say I'm being quite generous, wouldn't you?"
Smiling, Mr. Deno handed over a thick stack of bills. The compensation rate he offered was quite high.
"If there's a similar task next time, you can come to me."
Moen accepted the money calmly, though inwardly he felt a bit of excitement. This was the biggest job he had completed so far. The commissions he'd taken in the city before never paid this much.
A million J, it sounded like a lot, but in reality, it wasn't that impressive once held in hand. It was just a hundred bills of 10,000J each. The currency had large denominations, so it looked smaller in value.
One million J, converted to purchasing power, was roughly equivalent to fifty thousand RMB. Thinking of it that way, it wasn't really that much — especially considering this job required long travel and the subjugation of magical beasts. It was one of the tougher types of commissions.
So, it wasn't easy for mages to make money. They risked their lives hunting magical beasts and only earned the equivalent of a few tens of thousands of RMB per trip.
Weaker mages had it even harder — they had to take on all sorts of miscellaneous commissions just to survive: searching for lost items, catching cheaters, chasing down perverts, or even helping with farming and watering fields. Most of those commissions paid under 100,000J, and some even as little as a few thousand J.
These miscellaneous jobs were mostly within the city or surrounding areas. Moen had done many of them before, and from his own experience, those everyday tasks were truly the foundation that kept a mage guild running.
Powerful mages were rare, like phoenix feathers or unicorn horns. Most guild members relied on these small commissions to make a living.
Jobs like this one where a single trip could earn a million J were beyond the reach of most mages.
After all, for that price, if you raised it just a bit higher, you might even be able to hire an S-Class mage.
Of course, to officially register a job as an S-Class mission in the guild, the commission fee had to be at least five million J. But when there weren't any S-Class commissions available, even S-Class mages might take slightly cheaper jobs.
Money was money — no shame in earning it. Even S-Class mages liked easy money sometimes, since S-Class jobs always came with matching difficulty.
Mr. Deno signed the name on the commission form after receiving the "Magic Horns." That officially concluded the task. All Moen needed to do now was bring the form back to the guild for confirmation.
As for the guild's cut, it had already been paid when the client submitted the commission. No matter what happened, the platform always got its share.
Of course, if the task couldn't be completed for a long time or the client decided to withdraw it, the guild would refund the money.
On the continent of Ishgar, humans and mages alike followed a well-established legal system. This was not a world of chaos.
After leaving Mr. Deno's estate, Moen didn't go straight to the theater but instead headed to the Magic Council's branch office in Onibas.
"Boom!"
With a flick of the rope, Moen slammed the "meatball" heavily onto the ground in front of the Magic Council's office. Several uniformed mages rushed out — all staff members of the Council.
"Who goes there?!"
The uniformed mages were all on high alert; it had been a long time since anyone dared to cause trouble at the Council's branch office!
"Hello, I'm a mage from Fairy Tail, Moen Dreyar. I caught a few guys from a Dark Guild."
Moen poked his head out from behind the "big lump of meat," greeting the "uniform guys" with a friendly smile.
"Fairy Tail? Dreyar?"
Upon hearing these two keywords, the "uniform guys" immediately relaxed.
As the No.1 mage guild in the Kingdom of Fiore, the name of Fairy Tail was, of course, well known to them.
And as for Makarov Dreyar — one of the Ten Wizard Saints — his name was even more thunderous in their ears.
Although Fairy Tail's mages often caused trouble and frequently received criticism from the Magic Council, for these locals — those working in the Council's branch office within Fiore
Fairy Tail and Makarov Dreyar were still a source of pride, a symbol of Fiore itself.
After leaving Fairy Tail and stepping into the outside world, Moen gained a much clearer understanding of Makarov Dreyar's fame, no wonder Laxus felt such immense pressure.
"Mr. Dreyar, please come with us."
After Moen reported his guild and name, the "uniform guys" became polite. They invited Moen inside the office and also took custody of the four members of the Dark Guild.
"Kagayama, Byard, Rayule, Karacka. that's right, they're all members of the Dark Guild Eisenwald."
After verifying the records, the identities of the four were confirmed, and the Magic Council officially detained them.
"Mr. Dreyar, this is the bounty — 150,000J. Please accept it."
To Moen's surprise, the "uniform guys" even gave him money.
Those four weaklings were actually worth 150,000J!
Well, not a huge amount, but still a decent bit of extra income.
Clearly, those four weaklings already had criminal records with the Magic Council. As expected of Dark Guild members, nothing good ever comes from them.
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