Violet squinted her eyes, a sight that sent shivers down the hunter's spine. Thus, things were decided just like that.
As long as it was for her own benefit, to maximize her own gain, Violet would not care about anyone else.
Even if doing so would invite the wrath of Demon Hunters she was going to face.
But what would that matter to her? What did she have to worry about or fear?
Violet believed that with her absolute strength, she could defeat any adversary.
As long as she was powerful enough, what difference did it make if she was dealing with the Demon Hunters? A monstrous organization that lurked in the dark, not daring to reveal their true strength to the world?
Of course, this incident would have a domino effect.
Violet's sudden breach of contract left the old steward of the Mercenary Guild helpless. He had no choice but to relay the situation to the Alchemist.
Following basic business principles, he did not relay Violet's vehement profanity to the contractor.