“Mr. Schneider has returned, and he told us to welcome both of you,” one of the members of Crafting Clan said. Soon, Jared and Flaxseed were led into ant enormous room that was obviously not the room Jared met Sherman in.
The room was bigger, and it had a lot more magical items inside. At a glance, one could tell those magical items were even better than the ones Jared had seen the last time.
“Since you’re here, please have a seat,” Pascal said as he emerged from the back of the room. “Are you Mr. Schneider, the person in charge of Crafting Clan?” Jared asked Pascal flatly.
“That’s right. I’m Pascal Schneider. My son told me that you had been looking for me. Since it was Mr. Sanders who told you to come, I have to treat you with respect.” With that, Pascal instructed his subordinates to serve Jared and Flaxseed drinks.
Jared and Flaxseed breathed a sigh of relief inwardly when they saw how courteous Pascal was. We thought he would be angry at us because we trashed Crafting Clan the last time we visited. If that were the case, we would have trouble trying to borrow the Divine Scroll from him. Judging by the current situation, however, it seems that he isn’t mad at us at all!
“Mr. Schneider, we have something important to attend to, so we’re in a rush to return with the Divine Scroll. I would be very grateful if you could lend us the Divine Scroll,” Jared uttered. politely.
“That’s not a problem. However, did Mr. Sanders ask you to bring me something?” Pascal asked. “Yes!” Jared nodded instantly before taking out the calligraphy brush and delivering it to Pascal.
“Many years ago, Mr. Sanders did me a favor, and now he entrusts his brush with me. I must show him respect, so I’m lending the Divine Scroll to you.”
Pascal whipped out a palm-sized token from his waist. That token looked old and rusty, and one could definitely not tell what was special about it. “Thank you very much, Mr. Schneider.” Jared reached out to take the Divine Scroll.
Right then, Sherman barged in and asked in at puzzled tone, “Dad, are you really lending the Divine Scroll to them? You promised me otherwise. That fellow hit Mr. Yandle and me. He even killed quite a few of our men. He’s the reason Crafting Clan is in a mess right now. How could you still lend the Divine Scroll to him?”
After Sherman was done shouting, Pascal glared at him and fumed, “Shut up! You have no right to speak!” Sherman zipped his mouth when he realized how angry his father was. At that point, all he could do was give Jared a death stare.
Jared wanted to explain himself because he didn’t want to risk not being able to borrow the Divine Scroll. “Mr. Pascal, it’s a misunderstanding. If not for what your son did Before Jared could finish his words, Pascal interrupted, “There’s no need to explain yourself. Since Mr. Sanders told you to come here, I’m certainly lending the Divine Scroll to you. After all, I’m returning the favor.”
As soon as Pascal was done talking, he tossed the Divine Scroll toward Jared. Pascal was very clear with his words. He was only lending the Divine Scroll to Jared because he was returning Arthur’s favor. In other words, it had nothing to do with Jared. Jared received the Divine Scroll and uttered, “Thank you, Mr. Pascal!”
Right when Jared was about to leave with the Divine Scroll, Pascal stopped him by asking him coldly, “Have you forgotten about something?” Jared froze momentarily before turning toward Pascal and asking, “What is it, Mr. Pascal?”
“Well, I’ve already shown Mr. Sanders my respect, and I’ve already lent you the Divine Scroll. However, you hit my son and killed the members of Crafting Clan. You even destroyed countless buildings. Are you not going to make up for your actions?” Pascal asked in an indifferent tone.
