Rafael slowly opened his eyes. He looked around the room and realized he was in his bedroom."Ugh!" he groaned as he tried to get up from his lying position."Have I been unconscious since last night?" he murmured, struggling to sit up despite the sharp pain in his shoulder.Dirk, who had just entered the room, immediately approached him."Don’t move too much, Raf. Your shoulder injury hasn’t fully healed yet," he said firmly.Rafael smirked, though his face tensed from the pain. "Looks like I’m still alive, huh?""Lucky for you. Otherwise, Sienna might have stormed into the afterlife to hunt you down," Dirk joked, relief evident in his eyes.Rafael chuckled weakly, though his laughter was broken and strained. "That kid never knows how to relax."Dirk sat back in his chair. "She’s stubborn, but she cares about you. Elena was just as worried. You guys caused a big mess last night, didn’t you?"Rafael stared at the ceiling with a serious expression. "Yeah, but at least we have data that

Rafael was in his room, browsing the shopping feature in the system. Many new features had been unlocked after successfully completing several missions."Oh, there's a miraculous potion for rapid healing," he muttered, quickly purchasing the bottle to test its effects on his stab wound.Rafael picked up a small, dark blue bottle labeled "Rapid Healing Elixir." He frowned in curiosity as he observed the shimmering golden liquid inside."Wow, this looks like something out of a fantasy movie," he murmured while opening the bottle. A fresh, cooling scent immediately filled the air. Without hesitation, Rafael drank the potion. The taste was a mix of mint and honey, refreshing his throat.Instantly, he felt a warm sensation spreading from his stomach throughout his entire body. The pain in his shoulder gradually faded, and even the lingering soreness began to disappear. Rafael removed the bandage from his shoulder and was shocked to see that the once red and swollen stab wound had dried up,

"El, wait a moment," Elena called out, stopping Rafael in his tracks. He turned to face her."Yes?" Rafael responded."I want to talk to you for a bit," Elena said."In that case, let's talk on the balcony," Rafael suggested. Elena nodded in agreement.They walked toward the balcony on the second floor and stood near the railing."This place is quite comfortable and quiet. Not too crowded or noisy," Rafael remarked.Elena gazed at the street near their shop. "Yes, at least it's a good place to hide," she replied."You're right. By the way, what did you want to talk to me about?" Rafael asked, turning to look at her."Oh, right. I wanted to ask if you're serious about your plan to establish a trade guild," Elena said. "We're fugitives, and you know NextWave's men are everywhere. We could be discovered," she continued. "And taking suppliers away from NextWave—that's going to be very difficult, right? What if those suppliers report us to them?"Rafael saw the worry and hesitation in Elen

"Martin, you're here?" Rafael greeted him as he saw the man enter their base."Yeah. You haven't gone to bed yet?" Martin asked, looking surprised."Not sleepy yet," Rafael replied. "Aren't you with Dirk?""No. Dirk went to see the suppliers," Martin answered.Rafael sat on a café chair near the barista counter. He poured a drink into a glass and handed it to Martin."Sit down for a bit," Rafael said, patting the chair beside him.Martin nodded and took the seat next to Rafael. He took the offered glass and sipped the drink. "Thanks," he murmured.The café was silent. Only the ticking of the clock and the faint rustling of the wind outside the window could be heard."You look exhausted," Rafael commented, studying Martin closely. "Is something wrong out there?"Martin let out a deep sigh, leaning back in his chair. "The survey went well. But that place is heavily guarded. Cameras everywhere. Their guards even use advanced communication devices."Rafael nodded slowly, his gaze sharp. "

"Uncle, I really can't figure you out. Are you crazy, cunning, or a genius?" Sienna asked.Rafael smirked. "Maybe all three. But one thing's for sure—I don’t like anyone interfering with our business.""So... what's your plan to take over Black Wings?" Sienna asked."Manipulation," Rafael replied with a smile."Deceiving them? How?" Sienna grew even more curious."We’ll discuss it later at lunch with the others. Oh, by the way, is the grand opening party for the café still happening tonight?" Rafael asked."Yes, Elena and Dirk already went to buy lots of beer for the party," Sienna answered."Alright then, I'm going to take a shower first. See you at the dining table later," Rafael said before walking away.Sienna watched him leave. "That man is completely insane! What exactly is he planning?" she muttered. "Damn it, I'm too curious—and I actually want to be part of his plan."She descended the stairs, her mind still filled with the cunning schemes Rafael had just hinted at."Manipula