Chapitre 1000: Hiring Mercenary Teams

Sahara…

What a beautiful name. It really fit the smooth, sand-colored, hair he once ran with his fingers through. 

His eyes glazed at the memory and it was only when his informants asked for more information about Alterran products—after calling for him many times—did he broke out of it. 

After a bit more small talk, he realized they told him everything they knew and he finally excused himself from the conversation. 

He didn't commit to anything, but he still gave them hope of a good deal. They weren't particularly satisfied, but they didn't show it. Anyway, they got a free bottle of expensive alcohol from this visit. 

Of course, how could Helios pass the chance to punish them a bit?

He may or may not have added a few things in their drinks to give them some stomach problems.