Chapter 315: Two Disaster Class Hunters

"Ummm, well, okay, I guess," Jason said. He wanted to rest for a few days. He’d been out for days, worrying about Emily and Sol constantly. Though not physically, he was mentally exhausted. But looking at Leon’s expectant gaze, he couldn’t deny it. "You guys go ahead and go home." Jason turned toward Emily and Sol while saying that.

"I am coming with big bro." Sol instantly interjected.

"Me too," Emily said.

"I am his party member. Don’t look at me. Wherever he goes, I go, too." Snow added.

Jason sighed. ’I didn’t sign myself up for trouble, did I?’ Jason wondered. ’You should at least change your outfit before you go to the Hunter Association." Jason told Leon.

"No need to worry about that. He went to the back side again. "System."

[Yes, host.]

"I need a new set of dresses."

[Affirmative. Host, the cost will be...]

Leon didn’t let the system finish. "Don’t bother about the spirit coin. Just confirm the purchase."

[Affirmative, host. The purchase is confirmed.]

The panel shimmered as a new set of clothes landed in Leon’s hand. Leon quickly changed his clothes and came out.

Everyone was startled. "That fast? Where were you carrying your clothes?" Snow asked. She still hadn’t seen many things Leon was capable of.

"We don’t have time to waste on clothes. Let’s go to the hunt association." Leon said.

"Okay, okay," Jason said as he climbed down from the jet. Even after being one of the strongest mages in the world, Jason was acting way too humble now. The others followed behind him.

A luxury car was waiting outside the landing station. Everyone got inside the car and headed toward the Hunter Association. Leon stared outside through the window. The scenery blurred past the window. The road was as busy as Delvan. There wasn’t much difference between Daselvia and Delvan.

It didn’t take long for them to arrive at the association. "We are here," Jason said.

One by one, everyone got down. Leon looked at the tall building that stood proudly. People were going inside and out. All of them looked busy.

"Let’s go. I need to get a license, too." Snow said.

Emily looked at her once but didn’t say anything. All entered through the main gate. Jason was busy with his phone. He was sending instructions and information about Leon to someone he knew in the military headquarters.

But just before they could take more than ten steps, someone spoke. "Emily? Mr. Flemming? What are you guys doing here?"

Emily and Jason stopped and looked back. Leon, Sol, and Snow also stopped eventually and looked back.

A young man with a tall build, sharp eyes, and a look that resonated with both confidence and pride stood there. As Emily and Jason stopped, the young man approached them. "It’s really you guys. What are a Disaster Class hunter and the Youngest S-Class hunter doing in the Hunter Association?"

"Why? We aren’t allowed to come?" Emily said with a cold indifference. For some reason, she looked overly pissed, as if the young man’s very presence was irritating her.

"No, no, no. That’s not what I meant. I mean Mr. Flemming didn’t accept the position of president of the Hunter Association. And in the last four years, I can’t remember seeing him even in this area, let alone in the Hunter Association. And for you? Do you even go anywhere else other than a dungeon or your home?"

Leon, meanwhile, was getting impatient. "Who is this guy?" He whispered in Sol’s ear.

"You know Daselvia has two of the five Disaster Class hunters in the world, don’t you?" Sol replied in a hushed voice.

"Yeah. That much is common knowledge."

"Well, the second Disaster Class hunter from Daselvia is Hank Froster. He is the current president of the Hunter Association. And this dude? He is Hank’s son, Dylan Froster. He is the same as Spencer."

"Spencer? You mean hypocritical coward?" Leon blurted out.

"Nah, not that. He is also head over heels in love with my sister. And this dude! He is like obsessed with her."

"Obsessed?"

"Yeah. In the beginning, when sis had just started as an A-Class hunter, she joined a separate party instead of joining Phantom Legion to get experience. One of the party members gave her flowers as a token of thanks because Emily had saved him during a dungeon raid. But this maniac tortured him to the point of almost crippling him. Father tried to punish him, but Hank wouldn’t let it happen. From then on, she never stepped inside the Hunter Association. So today is quite special, you know. Or at least it was until this dude came." Sol sighed.

"We are busy and don’t have time to waste." Emily, meanwhile, said that and turned to leave. Jason was also about to turn when Dylan grabbed Emily’s wrist. "Emily, it’s been a long time since we last met. Why don’t we drink some coffee together today?" He said with a smile.

Emily snapped toward him, faint smoke curling up from her body. "Let go."

"Don’t be like that, Emily. You know I..."

Dylan wanted to say more when Jason interjected. "Dylan? What’s the meaning of this?" An overbearing aura radiated from him. Dylan’s brows knitted. "Mr. Flemming... I was just inviting her for coffee. Why are you getting so worked up?"

"She has to go just because you asked? Who do you think you are?" Jason looked totally pissed. This young man actually dared to grab Emily’s wrist right in front of him. Then what would he do when he wasn’t around? Just that single thought made his blood boil.

Dylan quickly let go of Emily. "You totally misunderstood Mr. Flemming. I was just requesting her."

"And she said no. That should end it here, then."

Dylan opened his mouth to speak but didn’t. He knew clearly whom he could offend and whom he couldn’t.

"Let’s go." Jason turned with Emily and headed forward.

Just then, Dylan’s gaze fell on Leon, who had just turned. "Who is this guy? He doesn’t look like he is from around here." A cold glint flashed in his eyes.