Chapter 40 - The Don and The Hidden Boss of Dark Scily Forest 1 (1/2)
The battle was over after the escape of Hermes Archnemesis. The arm closed tightly and his face clenched his teeth after he watched the pathetic performance of his comrade.
This man witnessed it alone from the hidden spot of the tree. His name was Seraph, the schemer and loyal subject of the Visigoth Cult.
His brown cloak danced on the breeze of the wind as he dropped down on the surface. The ground created a large crack after he landed.
”That bastard possesses the demon box. I can't believe it,” Seraph grimaced as he pulled out his rifle and reloaded it.
”Arak, you disappointed me. To think your brain and body become senile, I doubt I can still save your soul from the Nile. You didn't listen to my strict instruction to bring all of your troops to kill this man. I need to cover up your a.s.s when I meet up with the Grandlord,” said Seraph, angrily.
”Nevermind, I still have a lot of cards to use. He's still a weak and pathetic young man. I don't know how he manages to use it despite the fact, he's a magicless kid. I've got to thoroughly investigate this matter. Hmm? Oh well, I can feel the presence of that demon, I have to finish the task that I've left untouched,” Seraph muttered as he checked the item on his magic pocket, a red small cloth in a form of a wallet.
”Let's see how can he handle it once that man disappears from his side,” Seraph simpered and his face turned dark before he took a flight.
Arak finally freed from the demon box spell. His veins on his forehead showed up, lips retracted.
”Hermes Archnemesis, you'll pay for this. This is a humiliating defeat that I won't ever forget,” he declared.
On his pocket, the small orb rang. He picked it up and cast the spell to accept the call.
”Hello, my elder brother,” Arak greeted.
”Good morning, Arak. I'm very glad to see you again,” said his brother with a voice of an old man. He's a fellow immortal and one of the co-founders of the Second Root.
”What happened to your face?” his brother asked. ”I stumbled my foot on the rock. Ignore the bruises, why do you call this morning?” asked Arak, smiling. ”Arak, remember. The organization won't forgive you if you dare to conceal a piece of information from me. Even I'm your brother, you're not allowed to lie. Do you understand the risk of your stupidity?” he warned. ”Haler, I do understand it, brother. You don't have to worry. Fufu~, I ain't hiding anything though,” Arak assured.
”Now then, I haven't received any orders from the Grandlord, so basically, we're going to do the usual routine. But first, I want to learn a new update about our research. How's the progress of the demon lord revival?” his brother inquired, calmly. ”Good news, the research is getting closer to our goal, brother. We're already at ninety-eight percent to revive our beloved God. Gosh, I can't wait to serve the Evil Lord and became one of the great subordinates of the Grandlord,” he blushed, shook his h.i.p.s from left to right.
”Good, that's good. Remember, don't disappoint us, Arak. We are counting on you. May the Grandlord of Ratican Empire guide us for the new light, and may the spirit be with you always,” his brother said. ”Yes, brother. May the spirits also be with you,” Arak nodded.
The veins on his forehead appeared and his face couldn't hide his rage. His eyes trembled as he recaptured the image of the masked man named Hermes Archnemesis.
”From the start, I didn't know why the Grandlord and that filthy man wanted you dead, but now I do understand the cause. I'm going to make sure you won't be able to see the sunrise tomorrow, Hermes. I don't care if you're already an a.d.u.l.t or out of my age range. I will ravish you into pieces like no other,” Arak declared, l.i.c.k.i.n.g his lips.
Meanwhile, Hermes and the two servants rushed to rendezvous with Richarde's group. His butler carried the priestess unconscious body on his shoulders and Mambo kept on watch from behind to make sure no one was chasing after them.
”Sir, what do you say? Arak the Great Tamer?” asked Justin. ”Yes,” Hermes confirmed.
”I can't believe that homos.e.x.u.a.l man is still alive. Then, he's one of the stupid rascals that is aiming to control this island and he might be involved with the activities of the Second Root,” Justin presumed.
”Oh my gosh, I thought the second root is a simple organization but they should be involved with one of the interagency connected to big secret society. The church won't tolerate this,” Mambo followed.
”Mambo is right,” Hermes nodded.
”Do you think we should eliminate them now, master? I think this is the right opportunity to deal with them,” Justin suggested. ”Nope, not at this moment. We need to make sure Venus and the children are safe and we must make sure that they are in a safe place far away from this danger zone,” Hermes corrected.
”V-venus~~~” Justin jested. His ears twitched, lips parted.
Hermes diverted his gaze and he coughed once to hide his embarrassment.
”Forget about it. Right now, our priority is to escape this forest and report this to the authority,” Hermes commanded.
”Sir, do you think they can catch up with us?” Mambo asked. ”Yes, well, I'm sure with that. That gay won't tolerate what happened today. I'm very sure he's going after me. At this moment, he might already be freed from imprisonment,” Hermes affirmed.
”Master, rest assured. I'm going to kill him if he dares to,” Justin declared. ”I know, but conserve your energy right now. We need to plan our next move, and we must prepare a counteroffensive and defensive tactic against those people,” Hermes reminded.
”Should I tell this to my master when she wakes up, Sir Aljen?” inquired Mambo. ”No, I don't think it's a good idea,” Hermes shook his head.
”Care to explain it?” Mambo queried. ”I'm bad at explaining things, so please don't try to be perky, okay. Considering my position, I don't want to involve her too much. That girl is very precious to die in this world,” Hermes sighed.
”Precious~” Justin giggled with a fox face.
”Oh, boy,” Mambo simpered, scratching his chin.
”S, shut it, this is not the time for making fun of me,” Hermes grimaced.
'Don Hermes is starting to develop some feelings for this beautiful girl. Man, I can't wait to see the child between these two. If the time has come, I have to invent the new camera for the future heir,' Justin said inside his mind, lips upturned.
'Master will be pleased to hear this,' Mambo declared, smiling.
”F.u.c.k this shit, these people are stupid. Why do you guys keep shipping me with that girl? I can't believe this. This is worse than talking with toxic discord users on the internet,” Hermes muttered aside, talking to himself.
A few minutes later, they arrived on the exact location where Richarde's camp positioned.
”Sir Richarde, I've come to report you that Sir Aljen the merchant and the other attendants are here. Sir Aljen is requesting to meet you,” one of the guards reported.
”Good, let him come,” said Richarde, the fourth district representative of the Neue Fiona Village. He wore a green noble suit and a golden dove necklace around his neck. On top of his head was a white cotton cap that every Victorian-educated man could affordably wear.
”Good morning, Aljen. Short time no sees. How'd you doing today?” Richarde greeted. ”I'm going to lie if I said I'm fine. Anyway, it's good to see picking up us,” Hermes grabbed his hand and shook it.
”Kid, you've got some guts to face the bandits by yourself. I didn't expect you to do,” Richarde praised.
”Stop calling me a kid, Sir Richarde. You should address me to my name. There are two children that should be referred to that word,” Hermes corrected.
”I see. It's hard to escape from those people. How's the priestess?” inquired Richarde. ”She's doing fine. All I can advice is to evacuate the children and the priestess out of this place. ASAP. The number of enemies isn't fully mobilized from my perspective. I'm just grateful that the leader underestimates our abilities,” Hermes suggested.
”Oh, really? You're lucky bastard,” Richarde chuckled.
”Y, yeah, I guess so. But I'm sure I'm going to run out of luck next time,” Hermes sighed.