Book 1: Chapter 24: Royal Fae

Book 1: Chapter 24: Royal Fae

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We end up settling on a pretty decent pay at about eight credits an hour that Im not on the job, just to let them use my face in their little sponsorships and promotions, and a flat eleven credits per hour that I am on the job under their name. Not too much, but still a lot more than I wouldve ever dreamed of getting before becoming a Guardian.

Thats far above the average living person in a Tier 1 city. And leagues above a Tier 2 or 3 citys average wages.

Definitely goes to show why Guardians are always rich. Like, swimming in bathtubs of money rich.Ñøv€l-B1n was the first platform to present this chapter.

Not that that would be comfortable, just considering all the paper cuts.

Allen suddenly bursts out into laughter from his spot next to me as we walk down the stairs of the building towards the entrance. And when I turn to look at what has him so amused, my eyes practically bulge out of their sockets at the sight of the video hes watching.

A video of some random guy commentating over a video of me fighting with a bunch of demons. One that consistently shifts from one scene of me fighting demons to another.

Theres no way there were that many people able to record me fighting, I whisper to him, punching his arm as I ask, you didnt do anything youre gonna regret later, did you?

He just continues watching the video while giving me a thumbs up, making my eyebrow twitch in my irritation.

He did. He totally sold the security camera footage of me fighting to people online.

Dont worry, youll get your cut, he says, brushing the issue aside.

Im gonna kill him.

That would be difficult, a certain tanukis voice echoes in my head out of nowhere, making me stiffen up for a second before my anger shifts from Allen to the tanuki.

Whats this about you being a member of the faes royal family?!

Tar doesnt say anything for a few seconds before his voice once again returns, albeit with a hint of embarrassment in it, Well, you never asked.

My mind blanks out at that answer.

Are you fucking kidding me?

I nod my head.

Honestly, this contract feels easier to accept now that I know what Im getting into more clearly.

Although I would like to know how it is your king and people recognize which Guardian is doing the best.

The tanuki stares at me for a few seconds before answering in a single word, Power.

Power?

He nods his head. Power.

Oh. So do you mean pure levels? Or fighting ability including levels and skills?

Tar floats around me in a circle for a few seconds before answering, Level is what determines a princes place in the heritage, but the only real deciding factor is the contracted Guardians fighting power by the time the tournament comes around.

A tournament? To decide who will become the next king?

Isnt it odd to have it decided by a proxy?

Tar nods his head, But odd or not, its the kings decision. Therefore no one else has a say.

Interesting.

Anyways, glad we understand each other better now.

Although, is there any chance you can delete that video hes watching?

The tanuki glances at Allens arm, where Im pointing, only to turn back to me and shake his head.

A pity. But I guess its fine as long as I get a fair cut of the videos profits. Because embarrassing or not, credits are credits.

And I get the feeling that the only reason he did that was because he knew Id think this way, but only after the fact.

I glare at him for a second before continuing to walk down the stairs, with Allen following shortly after me a second later.