Chapter 50: The Rich Get Richer

Chapter 50: The Rich Get Richer

Me, involved with the Dark Sword Clan? The higher-ups are just projecting. I dont have any use for the Dark Sword Clan, and I dont need anyone killed quietly. But the higher-ups, arent they the main clients? Headmaster Meleo knew exactly what the Sun Exorcist was referring to. Read latest chapters at nov(e)lbin.com Only

The Dark Sword Clan has sent a letter to him to call back Kon.

They likely learned about how he had stopped the Demonic Exorcist. It seems the clan has plans for their new protege.

Usually, Meleo would have taken this chance and thrown the Dark Sword Clan under the table. He didn't like them that much. But the youngster, Kon, had done him a big favor by taking Agon away.

The kid was more useful to have on his good side. From what he had seen, Meleo concluded that the young Kon wasnt like his clan. But that didnt mean he was a paragon of justice.

If things went wrong and they needed to run away, Kon was an excellent option Meleo left open in case he needed to smuggle out Agon.

I know you heard me when I said we need a weapon to deal with Ultimate Class demons, Emer stated, clenching his fist. A new organization called Red Tails has sprouted, with worrying rumors about it. Also, in the southern mountains, the Ultimate Class Demon, Shuten Doji, and his demon army seem up to something.

"Weapon to defeat Ultimate Class Demons? I'm rather old, what's all that again? Can you start from the beginning?" Meleo yawned, appearing uninterested.

But his mind was thinking contrary to his behavior. There might be a war on the horizon. Thats not good. Now I see why the higher-ups want Agon so badly. Theyre afraid for their own survival.

Sighing, the red-haired youngster took a piece of paper and read it aloud. "On the weekend of the first week of the academy. The Demonic Exorcist attacked, and many detected the lingering energy of Yamata No Orochi. Did the weapon go on a rampage?"

"I don't know what you're even talking about. No weapons went on any rampage that day. You can even bring The World Exorcist to try and read if Im telling the truth, Meleo stated.

Agon wasnt a weapon. The Magician, the number 1 Exorcist, someone they hadnt found a strong enough replacement for, had entrusted Agon to Meleo, and there was no way the old headmaster would betray one of his students trust even if said the student was dead. Also, I don't think of the one who sealed Yamata No Orochi and saved the world from it, would want Agon to be treated like a weapon."

"The Magician was a dignified man, the strongest amongst us. He was the previous Sage and knew what was better for the world." Emer argued. The stubborn look in his eyes left no room for discussion.

'As if any father would want their son treated like this.' Meleo thought but kept such secrets to himself.

If word got out that Agon was the previous Sage's son. Then there were many demons and even people who held a grudge against him. "I'm not giving Agon to anyone. What're the higher-ups going to do about that?"

"Obviously, they will assume you want the weapon for yourself, and they will question your loyalty to the country," Emer answered without missing a beat. "Then what about the Demonic Exorcist? That's someone the higher-ups would love to see dead. So much so that they might have looked over the weapon incident if you had been able to kill him. Maybe you aren't at that peak you used to be?"

Meleo knew the youngster was trying to throw snide comments at him. But he didn't feel offended by them.

Every time he walked, his joints ached more than ever before. He wasn't getting any younger.

'At my age, would I even be able to take on this youngster?' He wondered. Time had passed him by, and his prime years were long gone.

I still made a small profit with the bet despite paying for things.

"By the way, the headmaster told me to inform Mr Kon to go and meet him as soon as you come back," the receptionist notified us.

"Sorry guys, but it seems like we're going to have to wait for our celebration," I turned toward my friends and waved as I walked away.

"We have been celebrating for six days on the way here," Gem was still a bit salty about the bet.

"Hey, talk about yourself. Because except for the evenings, I was training." I clarified and walked away far enough that I couldn't hear whatever insults Gem muttered under his breath.

As I approached the headmaster's office, I didn't even have time to pay attention to the creepy paintings on the wall.

It was amazing what one could get used to in such a short time.

I knocked twice.

"Come in."

The inside was the same as always. However, the headmaster seemed on edge, and the room was hotter. Did he have a new air conditioner?

"How was the mission?" He stared at me like a hawk.

Yep, he was definitely tense.

"It went okay. I'm sure the receptionist will make a better report than what I could explain," I tried to say as little as possiblejust imagining the face he would make when he learned about us fighting against a high class demon.

Heh! It would be entertaining if I could see that!

Damn, when did I get such a twisted sense of humor? Well, at least it's harmless.

"A letter has been sent over from the Dark Sword Clan," the headmaster handed over an envelope with an unbroken seal. He smiled and went back to his usual demeanor.

Letter from home. I wasn't excited to get letters from that clan. I wanted to avoid taking part in the family business.

After opening the letter, I sensed the old headmaster peak over my shoulder. "You think it's an assassination mission?"

What's with this nosy old man? Sir, please act your age.