“A temporary member… Are you serious, Captain?” Ten traps disarmed. They had cleared every trap in their assigned sector and were now on their way back to the temple. Van, carrying Cadel on his back, asked the question sullenly. Cadel just gave a vague nod, his limbs dangling lifelessly over Van’s shoulders. “Right now, our biggest priority is expanding the mercenary group. It’s not like we’ll take a massive loss just by testing the waters with him.” “But that bastard…”