Knock! Knock!
Archeon stood outside an iron door, purely made from Hullite, one of the strongest metals in the world, awaiting the permission for him to gain entrance.
"Come in, Archeon." A female voice that gave away the tone of pride and self-esteem spoke within the closed doors.
Taking a quick breath, steadying himself and making sure he looked neat and good-looking, to some certain extent, he pushed the door which was surprisingly light for one of the strongest metals.
Sitting at the owner's swivel seat of a lavishly decorated table was a person whom Archeon had grown familiar with her greedy and money-grubbing personality. With heavy makeup on her face, Madame Monique looked like a makeup doll for amateur makeup artists. She exuded extreme pride with every twirl of her chair. Her clothes, clinging to her normally robust body, made her look more slim. If Sui were here, she'd have whispered, 'Just an ugly pride, dodging the grace of beautiful honesty.'
Sitting by one of the wooden, but beautifully carved chairs that faced Madame Monique was Sir Thorgin. His usual jovial attitude, at that moment and time, was swapped with an expression carrying multiple layers of seriousness. His bald head was getting all sweaty for some reasons unknown to Arch. Possibly in deep thought, Sir Thorgin had completely failed to notice Archeon's entrance into the spacious office of Madame Monique.
"Good morning, Madame Monique," Archeon did the usual polite greeting. "Your mere presence in the restaurant has…"
"Just skip the bootlicking, you blind fool." Words of insults that caught Archeon off guard came out her mouth. Though he was caught unawares, he maintained his posture and at the same time did Sir Thorgin awaken from his daydream.
"I've thought about it, Madame Monique." Sir Thorgin said as soon as he snapped out of his dreams.
"And that is?" She sounded apathetic like the opinions of Thorgin wouldn't count.
"If Archeon fails to show up then, I will act as…."
"Is there a need for you to act when that punk is already here?" Madame Monique said dismissively while she picked up a nail cutter from her table to trim her nails.
"Huhn?"
"Good morning, Sir Thorgin." Archeon did a slight bow, showing his respect to the one who he most saw everytime, everyday.
"About the time you showed up, you little…"
"Excuse yourselves out of my office. I need my peace." Madame Monique cut off Sir Thorgin's words as she spoke rudely to a man who surpassed her in age.
Sir Thorgin did a brief bow before he left her office dragging Archeon along with him. Thorgin led Archeon to his own office where his former stoic and serious expression transformed into a relaxed one.
"You almost had my head cut off, y'know?" Sir Thorgin spoke jokingly. "Do you know why?"
Archeon shook his head negatively as he was still in the dark about all that was happening.
"Madame Monique received a huge contract worth a million Credits, and that has to do with your specialty."
"I'm I acting as a porter again?" Archeon's expression had gone down a bit as if he had gotten an info about the job he was about to collect.
"Nah, kiddo. I'm sure you are familiar with the Lightless Secret Realm?"
"Yeah, what about that?"
"You are acting as a Mobile Map for a group of young masters who are coming from another region." Sir Thorgin dropped the bomb and Archeon's facial expression became a little less tense.
"Coming to our Sven's City Cutt Region is the Zsazai Family from the Farfief's City Hotburn Region."
"The Zsazai Family? Aren't they the family with three monster prodigies at SuperEarth Institute?" Archeon asked skeptically. The Zsazai Family he knew were one of the richest in their city and top amongst other cities in the Valrus SuperColony.
The Zsazai Family mainly dealt with the pharmaceutical industry, with drugs like Advanced Health Restoration Pills in their achievement catalog. The family was, shockingly, able to produce three monstrous prodigies who attended Earth's most prestigious institution, SuperEarth Institute.
"Yes, that Zsazai Family but the thing is, they have one more child who is somewhat lazy and just likes to spend unnecessary money and spend on ladies. As the favourite child of the Zsazai Family, no one could reprimand him."
"His father, having enough of his son's lackadaisical attitude to the cultivation or literary system, contacted Madame Monique the day before to prepare a dungeon suitable for the young master…"
"So you decided the Lightless Secret Realm was the best?" Archeon asked to confirm his guess. "Is it because the deeper you go, the more resources you get and the stronger Aboriginals you face?"
"Right on the spot! We want the Zsazai Family young master to gradually increase his strength, make him suffer a bit as said by his father and make him know that cultivating and exploring Secret Realm and Dungeon can be beneficial to him." Sir Thorgin nodded in approval to Archeon's guess.
"Isn't that what every human should know about and be aiming towards?"
"That's true, but this young master is a little different. I'd have said he was brought up in a cave not to know this if he wasn't from any influential family."
Beep! Beep!
"Ugh! I think it's time for you to go prepare. He'll be arriving in the next 30 minutes to 1 hour." Sir Thorgin massaged his forehead as if he could feel a building headache.
"Thank you, Uncle Thorgin." Archeon did a brief polite bow before heading towards the door.
"And one more thing," Sir Thorgin's voice entered the ears of Archeon as soon as he was about to exit the office. Turning back to face him, "do not piss off the young master in any way. Keep quiet and talk only when he asks you to, okay?"
"I got this Uncle Thorgin." Archeon nodded in affirmation.
"Alright then, you can leave…"
Archeon walked out of the office and headed back to the dressing room at the back of the restaurant. Unlocking his locker, he wore a blue, long sleeved tracksuit that was made specially for him. It could block ten attacks from an Early Establishment Circle expert. He added matching track pants and a white cowboy boots that boost one's movement speed by 2%.
[Beep! New Message from Sir Thorgin (Unread: 1)]
The robotic voice of Jenna entered the ears of Archeon was fully prepared and ready to head out. "Read."
[Beep! Playing Message…..
"I pray this young master isn't a dick like the rest…" Archeon murmured to himself. After doing a quick reassurance that all will be well, he left the dressing room and headed for the main hall.
A few minutes later, his senses could pick up seven unfamiliar figures in the hall and Madame Monique was busy laughing with one of them that exuded the aura of pride and affluence.
"Oh! Here he is Master Zack. Archeon, come here." Madame Monique spoke really careful and jovial, one in which Archeon could tell was fake, meant to just impress the Zsazai Family young master, Zack.
With slow steps, Archeon approached them and did a slight bow to the young master and Madame Monique. "Welcome to Monique Exquisite, young…."
"Save those words for later and let's get this exploration over with," Zack cut Archeon mid-sentence, scoffing. "Can't believe that father would even send me down to this lowly place," His murmur was loud for everyone to hear. "I'll let grandpa handle this." His arrogant steps echoed throughout the hall while his lackeys followed behind.
With a simple blink from Sir Thorgin, Archeon followed them, maintaining a few steps away from them.
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