Chapter 34 - The Don and Twins Escort Favor 3 (1/2)
At exactly four in the morning, Hermes got out of his bed and began to pack his things for his escort mission.
As he went down the stairs, he saw his butler was talking to someone via telephone. For some reason, his butler quickly hung up the phone when he saw him in a distance. This reaction made the young Don feel something suspicious.
”Who are you talkin' to earlier?” he asked, gravely.
Justin explicitly replied, ”It's our associate from the organization.”
Hermes rubbed his jaw with a sharp gaze, ”Hmm? From our organization or from the other company?”
”From other company, my Don,” his butler answered.
Hermes turned around and he gaped, ”Nevermind. I thought it was something serious.”
Justin chuckled, ”Oh, yes. There's nothin' to worry about, my Don. They are friendly, of course.”
The young Don noticed something from his face. He looked very nervous when he said it.
”Is somethin' wrong, Justin?” he asked.
His butler quickly asserted, ”I'm okay, boss.”
”You look so intense. Relax, Justin. But to be frank, you're acting pretty weird lately. Is there anything I could do to help you with?” the young Don incredulously queried. With this question, Justin assured, ”Oh, please. You're making me blush. This Justin here is very pleased. Honestly, there's nothing wrong, my Don. I'm truly fine. Everything is alright.”
Despite Hermes nonchalantly quizzed him for information, his butler reluctantly changed the topic which put him too dubious.
Hermes' character had an ability to sense some sort of wariness and mistrust level of affinity increased to his surroundings, especially to his own people, before something terrible could happen, and for an apparent reason, he suspected that his butler's strange act was very questionable.
He didn't know whether he should trust his word or doubt it, however.
The butler realized that the young Don was thinking too deep, so he began to think of a possible way to escape.
”I will prepare the car now, sir. We'll be late if we don't make haste,” his butler excused himself to run away, of course.
'Suspicious,' Hermes thought.
The young Don's outfit was a white shirt covered by his silky-made green leather jacket. He's also wearing a tophat that usually used by colonists for exploration and his lower body wore gray pants and black boots. But to be precise, the design of his clothes were suitable for hunting.
”Everything is ready, my Don,” his butler lowered his head, opening the door for him.
The young Don nodded and he entered the backseat.
Their destination was the Camelia house. The mission was simple and not that very difficult. It was a secondary side quest to improve his relationship with the Camelia Household.
”Keep your eyes peeled, Justin. We don't know when and where the people from the Visigoth cult will attack,” Hermes reminded, gazing at the plain ground of the environment through the window.
His butler peeked at the front mirror and he assured, ”There's nothin' to worry about, my Don. The cultist won't do any harm as long as I am here.”
”Yeah, yeah, yeah. Focus on the road, moron,” said the young Don with a disappointing tone.
His butler slightly smiled at his sarcastic reminder.
”My Don, what do you bring for the mission?” asked Justin.
The young Don replied, ”A thirty-eight caliber pistol, four boxes of its bullets, a pack of sandwich that I made personally, food and water, and a map of the Dark Scily Forest.”
The butler asked, ”Is that all?”
Hermes answered, ”Oh, I have some candies too.”
Justin became unstable when he heard the word, 'candies.'
The atmosphere inside the car froze for a few seconds.
”Let me guess, for the commoners?” His butler's eyes turned crinkled.
The young Don clicked his tongue and he corrected, ”Oi, oi, there are not just simple commoners. They are the children of our client. Show some respect, will yah.”
The butler heaved a sigh when he said it. He changed the gear from one to two before he responded.
”But sir, let me remind you. That man. That man is a terrible person. He's not a simple guy. My guts kept telling me to be wary of that dimwit. As far as I know, he's not even worthy of our praise and honor,” he explained, abruptly.
The young Don folded his arms across his c.h.e.s.t and crossed his legs, ”Ah, shut it. You don't know anything about him.”
”Oh, no, no, no, my Don. I know everything about that person, and I have plenty of evidence to support my case against that man,” his butler countered.
”And, in what basis?” the young Don asked.
His butler disputed, ”He's a son of a bitch. He is planning a coup against us, though.”
Hermes rubbed his neck when he noticed his face fuming.
He sighed and tapped his shoulder.
”You really hate him, aren't you? I know he's a commoner, but isn't that too exaggerate?” he chuckled.
”Oh, no, no, no. Let me correct you, sir. I don't hate him that much. Please, this ain't a laughing matter. This is a very serious topic. Yep, it's not that I hate him because of his status, but because I don't like him too much because he's a troublemaker who is planning to rebel against you, boss,” his butler bickered
'So, what's the difference with that, moron? It's the same.' Hermes said inside his mind.
The young Don clapped his hand once and he coughed twice before he talked.
”Alright, I won't trust him too much. He's a guy with a hidden agenda just like me. However, your distrust should be contained and keep hidden. Of course, from that man who are you referring to as an untrusted associate. Make no mistake, I just don't want to ruin my reputation and relationship with the other people backing him up,” Hermes gravely assured.
They were almost two kilometers away from the location.
”Good thing you have great confidence in yourself. I just hope you won't forget that face in front of anyone else,” Justin chatted after he recalled what he did last night.
”Of course, who do you think I am? I'm Hermes Archnemesis, though. Anyhow, what do you mean by that? Nevermind. Focus on the road, Justin. Make haste,” he commanded.
Justin saluted, ”Roger, boss.”
Justin changed gear when he saw the meter started to crumble.
Hermes pressed his index finger to one's cheek and propping chin rested on his clenched fingers.
He quizzed, ”Okay. There's something I want to know. Thankfully, I remember it. How's the prisoner last night?”With his question, his butler chuckled, ”Well, he's fine ... for now.”
'For now?' His eyebrow raised up.
The young Don asked, ”Did you get some information from the guy?” His question only made his butler frowned, ”Negative. I'm afraid to say that I didn't get anything from that man last night.”
Hermes clicked his tongue with crinkled eyes.
”How disappointing,” he muttered.
His butler apologized, ”Forgive me, boss.”
Hermes clarified, ”Naah, forget about it. We'll squeeze him dry later. Nobody can endure the harsh treatment for that long. Anyhow, try to tag along for now with the chief, okay.”
His butler nodded, ”Copy. I will make sure to play along to his stupidity and absurdity.”
”That's not what I want to hear, but whatever,” he sighed.
The car entered the entrance gate with ease after the guards recognized their faces. They greeted them with respect and let them in without checking their identification card.
”Boss, are you really planning to go alone on this mission? I'm afraid, it's going to be dangerous,” his butler worried.
The young Don confirmed, ”Hmm, well, yeah.”
”But, you'll be put in a difficult position to protect. How could I possibly guard you when I'm not even with you?” Justin frowned.
Hermes assured with thumb up, ”Don't bother. No matter what happened, I can protect myself.”
'That's because I have slime.' he affirmed inside his mind.
The slime seconded, ”Master is right.”
”Shut it, slime,” the young Don demanded, angrily.
His butler was surprised by this word.
”What? What do you say, boss? Me, a slime? A slime now, huh. Man, you're getting better for being sadistic,” he fretted.
Hermes pointed his index finger at his face.
”Forget about it. Shut your f.u.c.kin' mouth. Forget about what I say.”
His butler nodded, ”Copy, sir.”
Hermes's body shivered when they were almost near to their destination. His suspicions increased when he realized that his butler looked too happy for some reason.
”Justin, are you hiding somethin' from me?” he asked for the second time.
His butler chuckled with cold sweat, and he replied, ”No, no, you're wrong, my Don. I'm not hiding anything.”
”Bullshit, I never saw your face like that before.”
The butler shook his head and he defended himself.
”Hmm? How? Am I that suspected to be too suspicious? But to be honest, I'm telling the truth, boss. I ain't hiding something from you. Please trust me.”
Hermes kicked the back of his butler's seat.
”Keep your poker face out of my sight. You're really hiding something, aren't you?”
He pulled out the gun and pressed the barrel on his cheeks.
”Oh, no, my Don. This Justin here won't lie. I honestly told you the truth that I ain't hiding something. Oh, take a look at that. We're here.”
Hermes clicked his tongue and he returned the gun inside his bag.
”Your face is telling the opposite. But whatever,” he carried his thing behind his back. ”I'm ready. Drop me closer to their house.”
Justin wiped out the sweat from his face, and he sighed with relief thereafter. He handed a red rose to his boss' hand after he exited the car.
The young Don tilted his head on the side.
”What's this?” he asked with a confused face.
His butler lowered his head and hopped in.
”Don Hermes, I will leave right now. Have fun,” he saluted and bid his farewell.
”W-W-W-Wait, Justin. What I want to know what's this thing for?” The young Don tried to follow the car, but he failed.
For some reason, Hermes sensed something terrible. His body trembled and he could hear terrifying music inside his mind.
”Oh, my God, he's here!” a familiar voice screamed when she saw him.
Hermes' eyes opened wide and his pupils trembled. His face turned blue slowly and his legs crumbled when he turned around to face the person who called audibly his name.
”W-Why the hell are you here?” the first word came out of his mouth.
The Priestess greeted him, ”Hello, Sir. Aljen.”
Her summer outfit shone like a diamond. It was made of silk and white pebbles that had an extreme power to deflect any hostile magical assault to her surrounding. On top of her head, a summer hat that suitable for jungle exploration covered her long platinum hair.
The moment the cold wind blew, her uncovered side of her hair followed like water. She tightly pressed her hand on the top of her hat to prevent it from getting removed.
She giggled when it happened.
Her reddish cheeks and smooth skin glowed as a beautiful angel emerged from heaven when she smiled directly at him. That her flashing gaze would captivate any man with a simple look, turning them into a fanatical creature and simps of the present generation.
That her c.h.e.s.t tightly fit but with the help of her scarf, it covered her cleavage.
The brown sleepers covered her feet showered with fortification magic to protect her feet from crumbling, and a healing factor to remove any sign of distress and fatigue whenever she walked across the mud, rocky, grassy, and mountainous surface of the forest.