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Radia came inside the Guildmaster’s office just as they were about to take a seat on the couch. A swirling dark portal that almost looked like a small dungeon gate appeared in the empty space beside the guildmaster’s desk, and Radia walked out of it along with his summon—the one called Nyx.
That was how Zein finally found out how Radia could save so much time juggling between his workplaces.
"I thought you can’t teleport inside the guild?" Zein tilted his head in intrigue.
"A dimensional portal has different principles from teleport," Radia replied casually, walking toward the head armchair while his summon closed the portal.
"How?"
"The ’dimension’ aspect," Bassena explained. "A teleportation skill like mine folded the space in the same dimension, whereas that portal is like walking through a dimension to arrive at another point."
"But Nyx can’t do it without making a mark in the designated location beforehand, since we’re practically blind inside the other dimension," Radia added further, before shifting his gaze toward Bassena. "Speaking of dimension, you bring back an interesting one."
The remnants of Golden Viper’s force. Bassena had thought he eliminated every adult esper, and drove the rest outside the Eastern Federation. But since he didn’t know about the sponsor, he couldn’t find those who were hiding. Now, he wondered how many had the sponsors absorbed to be their dogs.
"People who went through the Vaski’s training method are undoubtedly strong, but also prone to mental attack," Bassena said. "So you might easily get information from him."
That was the reason why he chose that person rather than the one wielding wind power.
Radia looked at Bassena with a smirk. "Like you?"
Yes; Bassena knew it because he was once part of those cruel training methods; making them hurt each other, enforcing their trauma to control their mind, and pulling out the latent power that came out through violent tendencies.
"Like me," he admitted easily; after all, he was also known for his temperament. "But I have the cure now, so..." Bassena shrugged, glancing at the guide who only chuckled in response.
"Well, I have to admit you only get mad if it’s about Zein now," Radia said. Compared to the past, Bassena rarely used the training chamber to vent anymore, and has become more patient when dealing with other people’s bullshit. Except, once again, if it was something about Zein. "But let’s stop talking among ourselves; we’ve left the guest hanging."
They turned to look at Senan, who was patiently waiting for these younger men to talk. He was also rather in awe about the portal, and somewhat aggravated knowing there was still a Vaski going after his young master out there. All in all, although he wasn’t a part of the conversation, it wasn’t fruitless.
"Pardon me for neglecting our guest; what would you like to drink?"
"Coffee," Bassena replied, even though it wasn’t directed at him.
"Hot chocolate," Zein added.
Senan, after being stared at by three pairs of eyes, replied hesitatingly. "Green tea?"
Radia snapped his fingers, and two new summons appeared—as usual, dressed in pantsuits like secretaries. These summon creatures supposedly had the ability of at least three-star espers, but for now, their job was to make refreshments.
"Is it going smoothly?" Zein asked while Radia took out a golden needle.
It had been a while since Zein smoked one, he realized; perhaps because he was at ease these days, even after finding his mother, even after the kidnapping. Meanwhile, Radia...seemed to be under a lot of stress these days.
"Well, as smoothly as one could expect," Radia replied casually, "You can’t expect a father to be happy about handing his son over to be investigated. I’m expecting his call in about half an hour, so let’s wait for his answer."
"What if he doesn’t call?"
"Then we play the hard game," Radia shrugged.
"And that is...?"
"The House Council’s trial."
Bassena and Zein looked at Radia in confusion, but Senan, as a direct vassal of an Old House, gasped. "That’s right! Young Master is a recognized member of the Old House now."
"Explain," Zein narrowed his eyes, and Senan told him about the trial, which was a private judgment held in front of the representative of the Eastern Federation’s Old Houses. It was clearly out of the federation law, and could be held if the holder of the vote requested the trial. "That seems to be..."
"Empowering the Old Houses more?" Radia smirked. "That’s the point."
"Hmm..."
As Zein felt conflicted between the debilitating privilege and the fact that he owned that privilege, Bassena got back into the topic. "And if he accepts the deal, what then?"
"Well, I can’t use my company due to the law," Radia smiled. "And I thought it’s better to have Zein’s company do it instead or anyone else." fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm
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