Chapter 42 - The Don and The Hidden Boss of Dark Scily Forest 3 (1/2)

Rafel Uno went to the factories located in the third district. He got an order from the chief to bring the supply boxes of their products and sent them to the storage area, at the house of Camelia. It contained a variety of potions made from the herbs of the Dark Scily Forest, the raw material collected by the children of their leader.

There were different manufacturing factories within this district. The outside appearance was like a large apartment, and the front was small-time business-like cabins and clothing sectors where the tourists and customers could buy some.

Only a few selected and trusted people knew about these factories, an underground business from the eyes of the public.

This kind of business got permitted by the chief's orders without informing the lord of their territory. In other words, everything there was illegal from the start.

Any commoners within their Lord's territory were not allowed to do these activities unless they got his permission first.

Those people who were involved would be executed by the lord and they might be lost their chance for the council to pardon them.

”Sir Rafel, here's your order,” the owner said, handing over the receipts. ”Thanks, I'm going to put this in the storage area now,” Rafel nodded and grabbed the paper. He put it inside his pocket c.h.e.s.t and signaled his men to take the wagon.

Two men jumped in the driver seat and moved the horses. The animals walked slowly whilst Rafel and his other vacant men remained vigilant.

The first district representative sensed a powerful aura coming from the west, where the forest located. He turned his gaze in the direction with a grave face.

”I sense some disturbance. I wonder what the hell is going on out there,” Rafel murmured.

”Sir, did you say something earlier?” his henchman asked. ”No, forget about it. Let's bring the stuff to the location. I'm going to report this matter after we deliver the packages,” Rafel shook his head and answered politely.

”If you say so, sir,” his henchman lowered his head and moved forward.

'Two powerful presences were releasing a lot of mana from that direction. Those auras were stronger than my own, and I don't think I can win in terms of mana capacity and stamina. I wonder who are fighting right now,' Rafel's face grimed, lips pursed.

*Spank*

A small hand spanked his back and out of anger, he turned around to scold the culprit.

”Who's that?” Rafel asked, angrily. His eyes opened wide when he saw a young servant of the church in front of him. ”Me,” Ylla pointed herself. ”Oi, don't get too sad about it. You're so pessimistic, stupid.”

'I totally forgot. She's with me,' Rafel frowned. He placed a hand on his face and heaved a sigh.

”Geez, it's the bitch,” he murmured.

”B, bitch? You bastard,” Ylla pouted and hit his back three times.

”Ouch, ouch,” Rafel yelped. ”That's really hurt, you goddamn lunatic!”

He was about to hit her but he halted.

”What? You're going to hit me? Do it,” Ylla challenged. ”W, why you're a piece of..., every single time. Gosh, why the chief appointed you as a fellow district representative,” Rafel covered his face in dismay.

”That's because I belong to the church. Not only that, I'm more powerful than you, asshole,” Ylla pumped a fist on her c.h.e.s.t with a proud face. ”Church again. I wonder where the hell is the servant of God went to? You're not even worthy of that job,” Rafel placed a hand on his forehead and heaved a disappointing sigh.

”Just shut your f.u.c.kin' mouth, trash. Just accept the fact that I'm no longer a simple girl from this village with no authority or whatsoever. Anyhow, we need to make haste,” Ylla pointed it out.

”I wonder where that village girl went to. You're cute back then,” Rafel murmured and sighed.

Ylla fumed when she heard it, lips retracted.

She hit his back with a hand covered with ice.

”Gaaah, what is it now?” Rafel jumped in surprised and faced her with a glowered face. ”You're spacing out, so I give you a little punch to wake you up,” she simpered, playing innocent.

”Gaaagh, whatever,” Rafel gave in.

”I'm going to check the children in the restaurant of Emorial Inn, so we need to move quickly, okay,” Ylla reminded.

”Oi, lady, I am not your escort. Why do you even come with me every afternoon every Monday?” asked Rafel, glowering. ”Oh, well,” Ylla placed a finger on her chin and rolled her eyes on the left. ”Duuh, your group is heading in the same direction as mine, so you don't have to think this a lot. It's just coincidence,” Ylla explained.

”I am not your bodyguard or anything else. But whatever, that explains a lot. No matter, I won't anymore,” said Rafel, calmly.

”Oh, boy. I guess, this Mr. Asshole ain't happy to be walking around with a beautiful girl. Are you perhaps gay?” inquired Ylla in a foxy tone. ”What the fuc-, heck? I ain't gay. Stop accusing me. I'm a straight man. Gosh, let's stop this. Look, my men are laughing at us,” Rafel blushed as he explained it.

Ylla bent her body, waved a hand in an insulting way, and covered her mouth with a mocking face.

”Oh, silly. Nevermind, I believe you,” Ylla simpered, standing straight up.

'This bitch. I'm going to challenge you later,' Rafel grimaced.

”Anyway, how's the autopsy of the child you've found earlier this morning?” she asked, doleful. ”Umm,” Rafel blinked his eyes as he flinched. ”Well, I don't know yet. What I heard from the investigation team was nothing but a disgusting report, so you better stay out of this, okay,” he pointed out.

Ylla's hand trembled and he got surprised by her reaction. She's showing signs of fear-based on her action.

”I hope the children that died in the canal will be accepted in heaven. God only knows who the culprit is. I feel really bad for the parents who raised them all,” said Ylla with her hands grasped together, praying form.

”Oh, what if the child was an abandon child? I don't think his/her parents will feel the same feeling like that,” Rafel shrugged off. ”Indeed, but no matter what they did, the child is still the by-product of those people. Abandon or not, they are still the same,” said Ylla as she lifted her index and waved it, left and right.

Rafel shut his mouth and walked away.

”Man, let's forget about this topic,” Rafel grumbled.

Ylla tugged his sleeve and stopped him.

”Oi, asshole. Am I not allowed to see the child's face?” asked Ylla, lips pursed. ”No,” Rafel answered.

'Wait, did she call me a bastard?' Rafel tilted his head with a glowering face.

”Oi, asshole, may I request your permission to see the child?” asked Ylla. ”No, I won't let you,” Rafel shook his head and refused.

”Come on, please. I just want to check if the child is one of the orphans that disappeared last week,” Ylla tugged his sleeves twice.

Rafel grabbed her hand and removed it from his sleeve gently.

”You can call me an asshole or think of me as a complete bastard. Hate me or not, I won't,” Rafel answered.

”Why? Do I have to ask for the chief's permission?” she asked. ”Even you ask his permission, I won't let you. I have to protect something” Rafel sighed.

”Why are you so annoying, asshole? Just give me permission then. What are you trying to protect then?” Ylla demanded as she stomped her foot on the ground.

'Because I don't want a girl like you to get traumatized,' Rafel clicked his tongue and walked away.

”Geez, you're really an asshole,” Ylla folded her arms around her c.h.e.s.t and fumed.

”By the way, where is the priestess anyway?” asked Rafel, trying to change the subject. ”She might be in the forest right now,” Ylla answered.

”Oh, why a former victim of kidnapping is in the forest then? Is she alone?” Rafel inquired. ”That girl needs a day off, though. She ain't alone. She's with her attendant named Mambo, and the man of the hustle called Aljen the merchant,” she responded.

”Aljen, again. I wonder who the hell is that man. Ever since he came here, everything is moving out of order. A lot of criminal activities are popping out and we're forced to fix the problem that occurred everywhere,” Rafel rubbed his neck as he said it.

”Duuuh, it's not the man's fault if those bizarre happened out of the blue, though. It's just coincidence,” Ylla spanked his back. ”Ouch,” he yelped.

”Oi, asshole, don't blame him for everything. The world is controlled by the wrong people and we're living together with those people at the wrong time. Despite he looks dangerous and he has large money to invest in here, we shouldn't think bad for this man,” she corrected. ”All he did is part of God's plan too. He's a blessing to all of us and doesn't forget that he saved our high priestess. Without him, we're no longer protected by the Pope,” she added as she pointed her thumb in the direction of the capital of Italia, Romue.

”Oh, woman. You don't know the world is filled with liars, though. What if this man named Aljen is a wolf in a sheep's flesh. Even his money helps the village to get developed, it isn't impossible that he's a bad guy. He must be scheming something and right now, his plan is moving closer to his objective,” Rafel objected.

”But still, my view of him won't change even you criticize his action. But still, the Church will stay neutral unless he commits a sin against the Goddess' people. Let's just pray his plan won't bring a large disaster like what happened five years ago. The high priestess has high regard to that man, so I'll stand with her until the end. If she said he's a good man, then I will believe her words,” Ylla restated. ”So, be it,” Rafel gave in.

In the sky, the two powerful mages were fighting without a single break.

Believe it or not, both of them used only a small portion of their power. None of them were taking their battle too seriously.

It must why their fight was taking too long.

”Oh, c'mon, man. Take this seriously,” chattered Justin as he ready to shoot him with dark magic.

Seraph countered it with one shot of his rifle and he dodged the others with full speed. Then, he locked his eyes at his position and shot him with three bullets.

However, none of it managed to leave a scratch on the butler because of his barrier.

”Man, this is taking too long. You should be the one who needs to take this battle seriously,” Seraph smirk as he rested his rifle on his shoulder.

The butler realized he's going to fall, so he cast a fortification spell on the clouds to rest his feet.

”Y'know this is not going to end, so let's just call it off again, Seraph,” asked Justin, smiling. He tucked his pinky finger into his ears and removed the small portion of earwax. ”I'm gettin' bored of this fight, and I don't want to kill you either. Be thankful that you're still alive and return to hell after what I did last time,” he added as he opened his eyes with a grave expression.

Seraph grimaced at first when he wanted the fight to end like this, but he remembered that he had a weapon to stop this man.

He took a deep breath and exhaled. Then, he looked at his old friend with a determined face.