"Elder Mason, what do you think?" Hank turned to Garrett as the tension eased.

"If the Hall of Gods is extending such sincerity, it would be impolite of us to refuse," Garrett replied with a smile.

With all these rare treasures being presented, they couldn't possibly refuse such an offer. They knew completing the mission would set them up for a comfortable retirement.

Though risky, the potential rewards made it a gamble worth taking. Besides, they would be an unstoppable force with the Cosmos Demons on their side.

After all, they never backed down from danger, even when faced with the toughest challenges.

"Elder Mason, your decisiveness is admirable." Hank smiled and turned to Willard. "Mr. Lent, what about you?"

"As long as there's good booze, then we've got a deal," Willard slurred with drunken cheer.

"Perfect! Then, it's settled." Hank perked up with a bright smile.

"Wait! I've got a question." Dustin, who had been observing quietly, spoke up.

"Oh? What's on your mind?" Ha