Chapter 29 - The Don and The Second Root 2 (2/2)
”Ah, is that so? Ah, right. Despite what I told you, those skills were worthless against close-quarter combat so you might get easily be killed by an experienced assassin, who is specialized with using melee weapons. To be frank, guns like that are useless against mages' barriers, for example, mine, so it won't even make a scratch ― w-w-wait, boss, be careful, the t-that weapon is loaded with magical bullets.”
Hermes's face turned dark with a terrifying smile, ”I thought bullets won't hurt a mage right? Like you mentioned earlier, you're a mage so, to be frank, there's nothing to worry about. Right?”
”B-b-boss, let me explain very carefully, it would even hurt me too. I can still feel the pain even you do that, to be honest. W-wait, don't pull the trigger, sir. I, I thought you won't get mad?” he asked, stepping two steps backward from his master.
”Oh, we even don't know what would happen next. Let's try to shoot your head first, huh,” Hermes's face turned dark and his neon sight focused at his forehead.
Justin pleaded with cold sweat, ”S-sir, anyhow. We have an urgent request. It is an important person that you must pay a visit today. Please, reconsider this first. You won't be able to use the car without me. I'm the only one who knows the person who wanted to see you there. So, please forgive me this time.”
”Who's callin'?” he asked, gravely.
He lowered his head, and politely replied, ”It is our client, my Don.”
”Bring this back to the weaponry room and prepare the car. I'm going to take a bath so you better be ready. Make sure that the person we'll meet in that place is very important and someone who is worthy of my time,” he commanded.
His servant giggled and he thought inside of his mind, 'As usual, my master is always good humor. Of course, he knows who am I referring to as a client.'
”Ooh, I love seeing that devilish eyes of yours, my Don. I can guarantee that person is going to bring us a good fortune unlike that despicable man - Zamor. Now that I mention it, should I bring a flower too, my Don?” he asked, glaring.
Hermes halt of a second and he said without looking back.
”Flowers, for what? Well, do what you wish,” he waved his hand in approval.
Justin bowed his head and pressed his right hand on his c.h.e.s.t with respect.
After thirty-four minutes and twenty seconds in the clock, the young Don changed his attire to his merchant suit.
”My Don, the car has been prepared according to your command. Please take this flower,” his servant handed over one bouquet of flowers, mostly all of it were red roses.
”Who are we giving this, Justin?” he asked, bluntly.
”I'll tell you later. Please enter the vehicle first, my Don,” he requested, smilingly.
”Man, I wish this ain't what I've been ――
―― for..... Greetings, milady. How are you today?” Hermes' swiftly trembled his shoulder in the presence of the girl he saved four days ago. His face was full of cold sweat.
In front of him, there was a girl in her late-20s. She wore clerical clothes, a long white sleeved with a hood garment, befitting to her job as the Priestess of Neue Fiona Village.
”Oh, Mr. Aljen, I'm very happy to see you today,” the Priestess embraced him without hesitation.
”R-r-right,” Hermes turned blue when she gave a wink of love. His eyes turned at his servant who was taking a picture through his hidden camera.
”P-P-Priestess Venus, please restrain yourself. You're at the presence of the guests. You're the head of this church so you better show some manners,” said the little girl who had the same clerical clothes but with a hoodless garment.
Her name was Ylla Ereneus, the second district representative and the acting regent of the Neue Fiona Church.
'Someone help me.' His thoughts.
The young Don had finally freed from the clinging Priestess after her attendants pulled her away from him.
Inside the chapel room, the young Don took a sit on the single-seat red foamed chair whilst the two ladies were sitting on the four-seated red chair. Behind him, Justin, who was standing alone, was on standby mode for one foot away from his master's chair.
And there's the chief, his firm appearance and sharp glance had been focused at the young Don. His single-seated black chair had moved backward slightly as he raised his hand to show his gratitude to this young man.
”Once again. Thank you for your service, Mr. Aljen.” he said, smiling.
The young Don looked at his hand first before he shook it.
”You're welcome. It is part of the deal though.”He answered, sincerely
”So, I don't think we have time for compliments. Oh, don't look at me like that, sir. The reward is on the right side, in front of you. That's the desirable payment you ever wanted in the first place.”
The young Don picked the sealed doc.u.ment and handed it over to his servant without looking inside of it.
The chief asked in curiosity, ”You don't want to check it first?”
Hermes simpered and he crossed his legs with a sharp gaze at the old man.
”I don't think I have to take the time to check the content. I'm sure the legal doc.u.ments for the transferee of consignation, land ownership, and titular management has been added in the list, in accordance with the agreement four days ago.”
”Oh, I'm honor to be recognized as a trusted client for Mr. Aljen. Thank you very much.”
”Hmph, don't even think about it.”
”Mr. Aljen, you don't have to be rude in front of him, do you?” Ylla asked, showing a terrifying smile.
Hermes's face turned blue with a cold sweat. He made a comment inside his mind that the girls in this world were truly scary. Thus, he must be more mindful of his manners in front of these beautiful young ladies.
The Priestess dropped her shoulders and she released him, ”Ylla, you're really annoying sometimes.”
”Ms. Venus, the Goddess Gaia would be disappointed if you keep doing that. So, please remember your position first before love life,” the little lady reminded.
Lady Venus Aphrodite was her full name. She's one year older than Hermes and he could sense that she's very affectionated to someone like him.
He wondered the reason for this sudden development. All he could recall that all of the women here were programmed to be attracted to the boys with a bad personality based on his previous gaming knowledge. He ain't that too vicious though so why? He scratched his hair as he thought it in a comprehensive analysis.
He diverted his gaze at the window on the second floor and he saw the figures of Chief Zamor. His eyes opened wide and he realized that his servant ain't lying about it.
He thought his servant deceived him to meet with the scary lady, however, he truly set him to meet his client - none other than, Chief Zamor.