"Yeah, Big Sister Sivir. You guys did all of the work, and the Purple Golden Mink could have been frightened to death by you and Master Evan in the end. They had nothing to do with this, so why do they deserve the mink hide?" Eva also chimed in to support Evan. She turned to him with lovestruck eyes and tried to approach him.
All of the mercenaries turned to Evan and Eva with surprise on their faces. They had witnessed everything that had taken place, so they knew that Eva's argument was completely implausible. Following its transformation, the Purple Golden Mink could outrun even Sivir's boomerang, and Evan's magic posed no threat to it. How could it have been frightened to death by those two?
However, Eva was the youngest member of their mercenary squad, so she had always been treated like a delicate little sister. Furthermore, as the only healer in their squad, everyone had been treated by her at some point. As such, they didn't want to refute her, and could only turn to Sivir.
As for what Evan had said, they were indeed the ones who had engineered the trap for the Purple Golden Mink, but it was also true that the orange kitten was the one that had killed the mink. In doing so, it had saved Eva's life. That had to have been a factor of consideration for Sivir, thus prompting her to give the Purple Golden Mink to Mag. However, what they didn't anticipate was how ungrateful Eva was toward her saviors. Thus, the atmosphere became rather awkward.
Mag turned to Evan and Eva with a cold expression. These two were a match made in heaven; both of them were absolute scum!
If it weren't for him and Amy, that mutant Purple Golden Mink would definitely have killed Eva. No one else noticed this detail, but Mag had clearly seen that Evan had a chance to attack the Purple Golden Mink, a chance that he refrained from using. As a 3rd-tier magic caster, even if he couldn't completely trap the Purple Golden Mink, he would definitely have been able to create some obstacles in order to buy time for his fellow mercenaries.
However, he didn't do that. Instead, he stood on the tree as a bystander, and even wore a smile on his face as he did so.
If Mag and Amy had been the only ones on the carriage, then Mag would've only thought that Evan was a petty man. However, there was also a fangirl who absolutely adored him on the carriage with them, but he was prepared to watch her die and seemed to be enjoying the show. That clearly illustrated what a piece of scum he was.
And now, this scummy couple was trying to steal his spoils of war?
If he were only dealing with Sivir and the others, Mag would perhaps be more polite and split up the mutant Purple Golden Mink based on everyone's efforts. After all, that was how mercenary squads normally split up their spoils of war.
However, he changed his mind. He would rather feed the mink to a dog than give some to these two.
"Big Sister Flat-chest, do you want to eat this big rat? I didn't think you'd actually go through with it. I can ask Father to skin it, then you can try and eat it raw and tell me if it tastes good." Amy looked at Eva with expectant eyes. She then swung Mag's arm from side to side, and implored, "Father, we should give this big rat to Big Sister Flat-chest."
"I... I..." Eva glowered at Amy, and was at a loss for words.
"You just so happened to have a magic beast pet that's a natural predator to the Purple Golden Mink, and it's just a pathetic little kitten. Without it, would you have even been able to touch the Purple Golden Mink? If it weren't for our Rose Mercenary Squad, you wouldn't even have seen the mink, let alone kill it. You should know your place and assess just how little effort you put in throughout this process." Evan turned to Mag with a cold expression. His handsome features had turned quite dark, and he was brandishing his wand to exert pressure on Mag.
Sivir's brows furrowed, and she was just about to say something when Mag stepped forward with a mocking smile, and retorted, "How little effort I put in? The Purple Golden Mink was frightened to death by Amy's Ugly Duckling. Furthermore, it had been completely unscathed, and following its transformation, it became faster than all of you. Even if I wasn't the one that had set up the traps, so what? And what does it have to do with you? Do you think you put in a lot of effort by standing on the tree branch and spectating with a cold smile as your fellow mercenaries were plunged into
peril?"
A panicked expression immediately flashed across Evan's face as he unconsciously took a step backward.
Eva's face also paled upon hearing that. She could still recall the smile on Evan's face as he stood on that tree branch, and now that the truth had been revealed by Mag, her attempts at self-consolation were completely crushed. Thus, she turned to Evan with a hint of confusion and hurt in her eyes.
All of the mercenaries' expressions also changed upon hearing that. The situation just then had been too urgent, so no one had noticed what Evan was doing. However, thinking back now, Evan did indeed have many opportunities to stop that Purple Golden Mink, but he did nothing throughout the process. If Mag's accusations rang true, then just what was Evan doing? They didn't even dare to delve into that train of thought too deeply. Mutual trust was the glue that held a mercenary squad together. If they couldn't even trust one of their comrades, then the consequences could prove to be catastrophic in the future.
Mag wore a mocking smile as he looked at Evan. Defeating someone with words and reason was the most convincing way to win a battle. Mag Alex's forte lay in physical battles, while Mag excelled in wars of words. However, he wouldn't stoop as low as to hurl verbal insults at a piece of scum like Evan. Instead, he was crushing him in a graceful and eloquent manner; that was a sign of true skill.
To a team like theirs, trust was an extremely important element. If there was a potential backstabber lurking in the team, how was anyone supposed to rely on them during a battle?
Sivir's expression had also become quite grave as a contemplative expression appeared in her eyes. Back when she was pursuing the Purple Golden Mink, she had also been confused with regard to why Evan had refrained from attacking. It appeared that Mag had seen something, and Eva's reaction clearly reaffirmed his accusations. As such, her heart was feeling quite heavy.
Evan forced himself to calm down before issuing a heated retort. "Nonsense! During the battle, I unleashed an ice wall spell, then an ice spear spell, but I didn't think that the mutant Purple Golden Mink would be powerful enough to destroy my magic. Hence, I was preparing to unleash an intermediate spell to bring it down. However, it was too fast, and I didn't have time to unleash the spell before it escaped from my effective attack range. You're just trying to sow discord among our squad!"