Chapter 35 - The Don and Twins Escort Favor 4 (1/2)
Inside the church's meeting room, Chief Zamor and Justin were sitting on the opposite side. Both of them were quiet and no one was willing to open up a single topic.
The butler arrived earlier than the original schedule, and the chief had been expecting this to happen.
Zamor Camelia's outfit was a brown leather suit and a black long sleeve inside of it.
He realized that the butler won't speak, so he decided to start the meeting.
”I know it's already too late for me to greet you, sir. So, please forgive me. Anyways, how's your boss?” he asked, smiling.
The butler clicked his tongue when he saw his face, smiling innocently.
”Oi, Zamor. You are taking advantage of my master's kindness, aren't you? I don't know what are you hiding from us, but I won't forgive you if something bad will happen to my master.”
The chief shook his head and he replied, ”Of course, not.”
The butler put down the folder on his forearm, and he slid it over to the chief.
He removed the seal, and he pulled out a single paper from it.
”Is this the contract?” he asked with a wrinkled nose.
He slowly read the paragraph that was written on it.
Justin answered, ”Yes. That's the contract. That means the favor you asked is now officially recognized as a legal request from you. Only you need to do is to sign it.”
The chief blinked his eyes, and his mask was removed when he couldn't believe that he's serious about this. He's winking at him.
Impressed. He laughed thereof.
”Stop your bullshit gaze and laugh. You realize that both of us know exactly what I meant,” he slammed the armrest and the sound made the chief bite his lower lips.
The chief simpered, ”I'm sorry. I can't help but be impressed. To think you make a quick decision to create a formal contract just to make sure that anything that happened to your master would make me, the chief of this village, responsible for any accident or incidents. Say, why do you think I would do such a thing to your boss?”
Justin folded his arm across his c.h.e.s.t, and he crossed his legs.
”I don't want to make this long. I want to end this meeting as quickly as possible.”
The chief's eyes turned sharp and clasped together with his hands on his crossed legs.
”I'm sorry for delaying your job as a sole attendant of your master, but you haven't answered my question.”
The butler looked at him with a tight-lipped smile.
”Enough of your bullshit. Tell me. Who's after your life?”
The chief's eyes opened wide, and he leaned back to his backrest because of the surprising question.
”I'm afraid, there's some misunderstanding here. There's no one tempting to hurt me.”
”The boss accepted your request because he knew that you were in a terrible position right now. Do you think that Master Aljen would risk his life for you? No, you're f.u.c.k.i.n.g wrong.”
The chief tilted his head to the side.
”Then, why do you think he accepted it?”
The butler pressed his index on his forehead, and he looked at him.
”What kind of stupid question is that? It's very simple. He's a man of his words. You already knew that. For all I know, someone like him is a good scapegoat for your crime.”
Chief Zamor chuckled after he heard it.
”Crime? Pff, I don't think we should add up some terrible comments to represent my request at all.”
Justin noticed he's avoiding the topic, so he answered bluntly, ”Yes, a crime. I don't know what you did in this village, but I will find it out.”
The chief held his hands tightly, and he took a deep breath before he responded.
”Mr. Justin, take it easy. You don't know what would happen if you stick your nose too far.”
The butler simpered, ”So, I'm right?”
The chief sighed, ”Let's pretend we didn't talk about that. Let's skip it, please. I'm beggin' to you.”
”Why are you afraid? Wait, don't tell me. Okay, fine. Whatever. I will accept it in one condition.”
'I see, he's contracted as well,' his thoughts.
The chief''s expression turned serious, ”I guess you finally noticed. Well, I will give you a hint. No one other than a high ranker can make me talk. That's all. Now, what is your condition?”
'I guess there's a possibility that there's a crucial point to make him talk.' Justin said inside his mind. 'Ah, I get it. Now, I know what I need to demand.'
Justin slid onward to the chief the second folder of his left forearm.
”I want you to tell everything to my boss. I understand that there's something you cannot be revealed to anyone. It is for the sake of your family, am I right?” Justin quizzed, calmly.
The chief gave in and he agreed, ”What? He's an ordinary man. Unless he's not only a merchant of a small country.”
”Good grief. You're a cunning man, Sir Justin. No wonder your master has never replaced you. I have no other choice. I, Zamor Camelia, head of the Camelia household. As of today, I will tell everything to Aljen the merchant once my kid's safety comes home. I swear to the Gaia, the goddess of the Neue Fiona Village that I adhere viable, liable, and claim the responsibility of any accident that would occur in his quest.”
The butler simpered, ”I guess, that settles things now. I don't know what should I do to ease the problem here. But let me rephrase the question then. Who's after the kid's life?”
The chief shook his head in wrinkled eyes, ”I don't know yet.”
”You don't know, huh. Pathetic,” Justin wondered.
He hung his head in apology, ”I'm sorry.”
”What a shame. Why did you ask my master instead of your friends?” he queried.
The chief bluntly answered, ”Very simple. I lost my trust. Honestly speaking, I don't know who should I trust the most.”
”We are strangers, so why us?” his next question made him sigh.
The chief scratched his cheeks, and he revealed, ”Because you guys are new and I know that strangers will do their own thing without getting caught behind the scenes.”
”Fair enough. But I do remember that you have a henchman named Uber. Where's your friend, anyway?” asked Justin, sarcastically.
”He's in the village hall right now.”
Justin added, ”Why do you think he's untrustworthy for the task?”
He replied, ”I don't know. It's complicated, to be honest. From my perspective, he's friendly and approachable, but for the time being, my point of view of him is starting to fade away. We've been known each other since our childhood days. But for the past few years, he's acting very dubious. But I don't want to mark him as a suspect of any crime. I just couldn't put my children on his protection.”
Justin simpered, sarcastically, ”Indeed. The second root is a dangerous organization and there's no doubt that there are some people working with them. There's sometimes the closest person in your life is the one who will stab you in the back. It's the most annoying and painful part for every family.”
The chief nodded, ”Indeed.”
”Is your secretary trustworthy too?”
The butler grasped his hands tightly after he asked it. He's referring to Ilona, the secretary and the receptionist of the village hall.
The chief took for a few minutes to answer his question, and he only replied to him with a single word, ”Maybe.”
”Maybe? You need to take this seriously, Zamor. We don't know who the enemies are, and we are uncertain that your organization has a lot of holes from the start.”
”I'm sorry. I can't help it,” he explained in a calm tone.
Justin's vein appeared, but he remembered what his boss told him to cooperate with him. He must obey it until the end.
He pressed his forehead and heaved a disappointing sigh, ”Whatever. Forget about it. I have to go now. It's almost time.”
He was about to leave the place, but the chief asked him something before he did, ”Wait, are you sure we should stop here now?”
”Yes.” He nodded, ”My master has a lot of enemies too, so I have to be there at his side at all times. Not to mention, a wife candidate for my master also needs my help.”
The chief giggled, ”May I mind who might that person?”
”The priestess,” he answered.
”W, wait, what?” the chief chuckled after he heard that.
Justin continued, ”It's complicated. Right now, those people are together in the forest.”
The chief blinked twice and his jaw dropped when he heard it. The butler told him that the priestess heard the conversation of the chief and his master outside of the church, so she decided to join in without his approval.
This aggressive action of the priestess impressed the chief too much. If she's really interested to be with her crush, she should just tell him everything. He would oblige to help her with her love life.
Justin excused himself and exited, leaving the chief alone in the room.
”Hello, Ylla,” a familiar voice called her name.
She turned her gaze at the person, and she replied to her with a smile, ”Hi, sis. Good morning.”
The sis she's referring to was Daliah. The third district representative of the Neue Fiona Village, and the famous waitress of the Emorial Inn located in the central part of her territory.
Her blue eyes covered by her brown bangs that showed how beautiful she was. Her white Victorian guild waitress had a logo of their goddess on the left side, and her skin was smooth and silky.
Despite her weak appearance, she's a third-grade wind mage. She's powerful enough to protect herself.
”Good morning too. Anyway, I recently saw the chief together with the butler of Mr. Aljen. Do you have any idea why?” she tilted her head on the side.
Ylla scratched her cheeks, and she replied, ”Eh, uh, they might be talking about the business-topic-whatsoever that is, I suppose.”
”Oh, now that I think about it.” She clasped together with her hands, and she mentioned, ”Mr. Aljen asked me to dismantle the facilities that were formerly controlled by that gang. Is that connected to that? I hope so.”
”What place?” Ylla got interested.
”The former hideout of the Handdog gang that we recently defeated. The remnants of the gang are nowhere to be found, so he must be planning to establish an office in my district. However, I'm still afraid of their presence, and I don't know if that man should be trusted. Well, nevermind. I must be silly or something,” she explained briefly.
”So,” Ylla asked, ”What business you've come here, Sis Daliah?”
Daliah replied with a smile, and she tilted her head on the other side, ”I've come to pick up the children who are caught in the act of thieving.”
”Oh, those thieves?” Ylla's eyes turned wrinkled.
”Ylla, that's a very unkind statement for a regent of this church. You should consider the possibility that they committed that crime because of their lack of education and self-awareness. We are the ones who should help them get together and lecture them on how to live a normal person in this world. Be considerate, little Ylla,” she scolded her.
Ylla pouted and she argued, ”You realize that the church only helps the people in need and not the people who dare to take it from us. The people of the Goddess won't tolerate such misdeeds whether they are old and young individuals.”
”Well, so far, I don't understand whether should I stick it with it or not,” Daliah sighed.
”Hmph, you don't have to worry about it,” she folded her arms across her c.h.e.s.t and her eyes turned disgusted when she saw a familiar face coming into the church.
'What the heck is this guy doing here?' Ylla thought.
A huge man joined in the conversation of the two ladies.
His name was Rafel Uno. The third-grade fire mage of the village appeared.
His eyes and hair were both red like a flaming gem, and his body had a well-balanced structure and his face looked intimidating because of his fearsome appearance.
He wore a red merchant cloth with a golden string connected to his left and right cover c.h.e.s.t.
He later chuckled after he heard Daliah's comment about the children who got caught thieving.
”Oh, for real. You're really an embodiment of sin,” he chuckled.
Ylla moved closer and exchange glances with him, ”Huh?”
”Huh?” Rafel's eyes turned disgusted at her eyes.
Daliah noticed the heat tension between the two, so she quickly moved between them and she pushed them afar from each other.
”G-g-guys, guys, calm down.”
Ylla clicked her tongue and she sarcastically commented, ”I don't know why are you here, but shut your mouth, Rafel.”
Rafel's veins popped up from his forehead, and he laughed it off.
”Read my lips, woman. I ain't here for your jokes. I'm here for a reason.”
Daliah tried to stop the two from getting closer to each other.
”Eh? Eh, calm down, people. We are in the church.”
The two aggressors halted their advance, and they clicked their tongues at the same time. Both of them disappointed when she mentioned the church.
'You're lucky we are in the church, woman. You're already toasted.' Rafel's comments inside his mind.
For Ylla's side, ”You imbecile bastard. Be grateful that I'm the regent of this church, or else, you're already got busted out of this place.”
Lighting sparked against each other when they exchanged glances again.
”Right, sis Daliah is right. So you need to go now,” Ylla made a fake smile.
She waved her hands, ”Shooo, shoo, leave now.”
Rafel held his anger and he replied with a fake smile too, ”Like I said, woman. I'm here for a reason.”
”Oh, really.” Ylla tilted her head to the side, ”What reason?”
”I've come here to talk with the chief.”
”The chief is busy. So, zip it.”
”What the f.u.c.k is wrong with you? It's a very important case that needs his attention. This is not some sort of dumbass jokes. This is f.u.c.kin' serious problem.”
”Okay, relax. Geez, he's on the second floor of the west building. If you're that serious to make me feel guilty then, let me guide you personally.”
”Good grief. So be it.”
”Ylla, about the topic I would like to ask.”
”Ah, yeah. Sis, the children are in the eastern side. The same place as usual. You know we lose a lot of them for the past few years. I don't want to repeat the same mistake again.”
”Of course, I will ask the village guards to escort us.”
”What's going on? Are you telling me that the orphans in this church are gone missing?”
”Well, zip it. It's not a big deal. Children nowadays are very stubborn. They keep believing that they could do everything like a.d.u.l.ts.”