"I definitely won't do that young master."
"Really? But why is it so hard for me to believe you?"
Muscle was stunned by his words. He is already shit scared that this young master might check Sam and his friends. But now hearing these words is just adding to his worries.
"Why are you suspecting me young master?"
But at least he kept his cool for the appearance sake.
"The person we are talking about is someone I investigated very closely and from the way he operates, it doesn't make sense for him to just come to your place and not do anything before he left.
Do you what would have been more believable?
Him attacking you and even killing you. Him destroying your arena and your business. Him creating a conflict between you and another subordinate. Him destroying your subordinates' lives in a seconds and finally you cooperating with him and trying to screw over the organization.
He is intelligent, resourceful and devious."
"Young master. You are insulting my honor. My loyalty is not that cheap."
"Of course I know it is not cheap, but it is not like he cannot afford to buy it.
Have you ever heard the phrase 'Make a deal with the Devil'? He is the manifestation of that. He can entice any type of person. Loyal, greedy, envious, vengeful whatever you name it, he can make them do his bidding.
And he has the resources to do it. So, that is how things play out with him. I won't be surprised if you are in a contract with him and lying through your teeth about it.
In fact that is far more believable thing than whatever you are currently saying."
Muscle was shocked beyond believe. He didn't expect that the young master will be so spot on with his deduction. He couldn't think of anything that he could say at the moment.
So, he remained silent for a few moments.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"What happened? Why are you not speaking? Did I hit the nail in the head?"
"Y..Young master, it is nothing like that. I am just aggrieved by how little the young master trusts me."
Muscle said in a very gloomy tone.
Brother Black frowned.
"Young master. I have been nothing but loyal to the Divine formation mountain. Even if you say the others are suppressing me, at the end of the day, young masters and the master are the ones who have real authority.
You just let them trample over me just because they are healers, artisans and formation masters. You let them have more authority than me. Their contributions were more valued than me.
I have never objected it. I strived harder. I spilled my own blood and killed innocent and guilty as you asked me to without any questions.
Even after all of this, the first reaction of young master after I reported a situation is to question my loyalty. I don't know what to do to make you trust me anymore."
Brother Black looked at him straight for a while before he walked away.
"Just keep an eye out for his presence. Tell me if you find anything suspicious. It is unlikely for him to ask you to betray us with the stupidly loyal reputation you have.
So, he must have had some other plans. You better be careful or you will end up like Saint."
"I will do as young master instructed."
Brother Black left after that. Muscle and his subordinates didn't move from their spots for a long while after the young master left before they even made a small movement.
"Boss, you said nothing will come to us as long as we keep quiet, but this guy seems to be way too dangerous for that kind of thinking.
We need to get full context from him. Why would young master connect the dots directly to these four people as soon as something happened?
He seems to be way too dangerous."
Muscle didn't even reply and ran to Sam's room once again. There the trio are also sitting along with Sam as they feasted on some food and wine.
"Who the fuck are you exactly? What kind of enmity do you have with the young masters? Why did he connect the incident to you even though there are not many concrete leads? Just what did drag me into?"
"Come on, if you ask so many questions how can he answer them? You need to give him some time to answer them back." Philip said lazily.
Sam looked at Muscle with a smile and said.
"Well, let's just say I am a worthy adversary."
"An adversary who makes their balls shiver? If those assholes are not scared shitless they wouldn't have just rushed into investigating the incident as soon as they found a small inkling connecting you to this."
"Should I feel flattered for that? Anyway, I will take that as a complement. If you want the complete story, I can tell you that."
"Spill it."
Sam casually narrated the whole story on how things came to this point.
"You.. You are the reason for Mari clan's fall?"
"Of course, I thought the Grey circle has a very wide information network, why did you not know about this?"
"I know about this. I have heard about your name too. But I just didn't believe it. With Gail, Gamin and Yuvana there, who would believe that a brat like you did this?"
"Well, its your fault for not believing it. But that's the gist of my story. Now I am looking for Sivan."
"Why? You already destroyed his soul. Even you are doubting that it could be restored in the others' hands. So, why are you still like this? Is that not revenge enough?"
"Well, I won't be satisfied until I confirm that kill. And that will only happen when I take that head off of his neck with my own hands. Particularly with my swords. For some reason their spirits are crazy angry at him for trying to take possession of them. They need some of his blood."
"You crazy ba…." *BOOM*
Muscle's voice stopped in the middle as he was about to say something. The explosion came as a shock. And the formation of the estate started fluctuating dangerously.
"I wouldn't finish that word if I were you." Watt spoke coldly. He looked at Muscle with killing intent. Sam also became silent as he closed his eyes and calmed down. He is much calmer than before this. But it seems like his friends are not.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmPhilip also held a bunch of small tokens and got ready to crush. Jack held his sword as he looked at the entrance while his other hand is filled with tokens.
"What the fuck just happened?" Muscle asked in anger.
"We just planted some small gifts around. They are actually in very good places like the formation nodes and with every token we crush we can make the formation fluctuate just like this.
If timed properly, we can do a lot more than that actually. Do you want to see that?"
Muscle wanted to say something, but Sam interrupted before that.
"Keep those away guys. I am alright."
The trio is pretty reluctant to do that, but after looking at his serious expression they did as they were told.
"I would like it if you don't use certain terms to describe me. It is hard for me to keep my emotions in check and it seems like my friends don't like it either. It would be better if we can maintain the decorum.
Anyway, you are already bound with the oath. So, there is no use for you to react like this. And with the things I am about to do, you will be forced to take my help. So, if you take my help before that, things would be a lot easier."
"What do you mean by that? What are you going to do?"
"You will see soon enough. Don't worry. If you want to know more, get me what I asked for. Intel on my target."
Muscle didn't even know what to say for that. All he could do is strom out of the room to plan for what might happen next.
Meanwhile, in Saint's residence.
Brother Gold sat in a chair with his legs crossed and asked.
"So, that is all? The best healer in the realms lost his temper and flared up revealing his true nature right after a few words of provocation and a loss that you couldn't stomach?
Do you know what kind of blunder you did just because you can't stand being beaten and are way too petty?
The enemy we have is like an apex predator. One sign of weakness and he takes us all like swallowing a midnight snack.
You left not just some chink in the armor. Rather you didn't wear it and are carrying it in your hands unable to move. I don't know what he is going to do next, but my strong belief is that you just triggered an opportunity for a very dangerous guy who might have already entered our territories.
Idiot."