Chapter 181 - Top-Rankers
Somewhere in the country, there was a secret meet-up between those who has the highest standing in the country. The president? No, the hierarchy in the surface world is like the hierarchy within a farm. No matter how fat the chicken is or how strong a rooster is, they are still just within the farm. The true owners can do whatever they want with them.
Those owners and their counterparts outside the farm, the beasts or predators such as tigers, were together. This was a rare sight and that is why it's secret.
"What is the little brother doing here?"
A fashionable woman looked at Ivan with an inquisitive gaze. She has wrinkles but her makeup hid it all, making her still look at her prime. She's the current leader of the Solari House, mother of the young superstar Yumera, Yeriyara.
"The position has been passed to me, Miss Yeriyara."
Around a long table, a heavy atmosphere permeates the while-walled room. Ivan tried to stay calm but under the stares of these big shots, he couldn't help but gulp.
"What's with that Oldren doing? Did you, perhaps, take over your big brother, Little Ivan?"
The leader of the Serpen House widely smiled towards Ivan. But since that's how he usually acts, Ivan didn't mind it that much.
"Something like that."
Ivan didn't want to talk too much or some information may spill. But not talking at all also says something else, therefore, he had to be cautious. He feels like he's walking on a thin thread. These people here are all sharp. If one of them had the idea that the Drago House is currently weakened, all of them have.
If that happened, the three houses will observe them more and it wouldn't be long before they find the truth out.
"Oh, Ivan, don't lie to me, that should be my specialty, remember?"
The leader of the Serpen House, Gulethra said in spite as he continued-
"How can you defeat your older brother who has the Great Spirit of Steel? I've heard that the Drago House has been colluding with the... Devil Himself... but no, you can't use that devil, he must be using you, huh? It seemed like the Drago House have already become a puppet."
"You're overestimating the Devil Himself."
Yeriyara intercepted.
"What can one boy do? Sure, he's slippery and hard to kill but what else?"
"He stopped eight total countries from starting World War 3, Yeriyara, you stupid-ass, are you blind?"
The one who rebuked Yeriyara was the leader of the Lunari House, Vaellou. He wore a professional suit and had a stern face coupled with his squarish jaw while he wears glasses, however, his words were a bit frank and unfearful.
"Stopped eight total countries? What an exaggeration, all that little kid did was destroy three warships and two battleplanes, anyone here can do that. He just got lucky, doing it at a critical time, and got all the credit. I bet he didn't even plan that."
"Heh! Shut your mouth, he did all that in one move. Maybe the rest of us can do that but how about you, widow?"
Bam*
Yeriyara slammed the table as a nerve popped out of her forehead.
"What did you just call me?"
"Ah, sorry, I remember that you colluded with that devil in killing your husband to get the Solari's prized Great Spirit. Heh! You're a whore, not a widow and now, you have a grudge towards the Devil Himself since he kept the Great Spirit instead of giving it to you."
"You really like talking do you?"
Yeriyara was gritting her teeth but she didn't deny anything Vaellou said.
'Teren, I heard from Eron that the Solari and Lunari Houses are together... if that's true, they are really good at acting.'
Ivan thought. He wasn't surprised that something like this would happen. If his older brother, Oldren was there, he and Gulethra, the leader of the Serpen House would be like the two right now. These houses do not normally meet up.
"Woow~ this is wonderful!"
A voice entered the room where the Five Lords were at. The moment he showed his face, each of the lords stiffened up.
"Shocked to see me?"
With exaggerated movement, a slender and tall man. Although he was not as tall as Daikan but due to his thin figure, he looked the tallest there.
"What are you doing here, Million?"
Gulethra. who was wearing a wide smile from the start, asked with a serious expression. The man who just nonchalantly walked was called Million.
Third on the AWR and his whole title is [A Million Blades] which his nickname was taken from.
"Serpen Lord, don't ask me with that attitude if you don't want to be skinned."
Million raised his shoulders as if he just said something light. However, every single one there was aware that what he said, he will do. He's not third on the AWR for nothing.
Although these Five Lords were not in the AWR since they are not considered Aberrants, if they were ranked, they were sure they wouldn't rank in the top ten. That's why they could act almighty in front of others but in front of the top-rankers, they could only lower their heads.
"I'm here as the representative for all Aberrants."
Million said like what a boy scout would. If there's one word that could explain him, it would be the word 'quirky'
But in front of these Five Lords, he's just mad - a crazy person.
"As you know..."
Million walked around, pinching Daikan's cheek, taking Vaellou's glasses, squishing one of Yeriyara's plump breasts, and messing with Gulethra's hairdo. He just ignored Ivan which was actually the scariest part.
"... the Ancient couldn't be found by normal means and the Abomination shouldn't be disturbed. Therefore, I, a mercenary is here to represent all Aberrants!"
Million smiled while trying Vaellou's glasses and posing as if he's someone smart.
"Million, do not cross the line... aren't you afraid that the five of us will deal with you?"
Daikan said as the pressure in the room increases.
"And what? So that I should kill you all? HAHAHA! Come on, it was just a joke! I will undo all the things I have done!"
As he said those words, Million "undid" all his recent offending actions by doing the same thing but just backward which just irritated all of them twice.
"Don't play too much, Million. They might not be able to kill you but I can."
A woman entered the room, stopping Million's farce.