234 Your Presence Has Been Requested
A matter that many would question was how Skullius had been lucky enough to not be spotted in his Fulgurant Penetrator form while he was held in the cell.
While he would get training with Oliviana, he still had a few hours to stay in the cell.
Well, naturally as someone who did not want to be found out, especially by those two monsters Terian and Damilla, Skullius had devised a simple method to ward off half of the problem.
It was a desperate attempt really.
He had requested for Silrat to allow him to have the entirety of the second day of his training to himself.
Bound by the privacy clause he had promised with the Tie of Exchange, Silrat naturally concurred as his cunning mind didn’t bother with such slight details. His end goal and benefits were still shining on the horizon, and grand they were.
In that day he had requested, Skullius waited out the activation of [Flesh It Like You Mean It] after it timed out, spending the entire day as a skeleton behind bars.
Of course Skullius had been apprehensive of suddenly being visited unexpectedly but no such thing had happened, as this was the very day when the news of the final decision about the pressing matter concerning the collusive arrangements with Opungale was released.
Matters pertaining to Skullius and his genocide case didn’t hold a candle to the potential disasters that awaited Erkus and the other city Lords and thus, Erkus had been racking his brain along with the two high level Capital service personnel over what would be the next best steps.
Call it luck or chance.
Skullius was just glad that his plan ultimately worked.
When night came, he activated [Flesh It Like You Mean It], effectively creating a new timestamp for where the skill timed out; the time after his training with Oliviana where he retired to his cell.
It was unlikely for people to visit him during the time. At least there was a lesser chance of it happening.
This had saved him from the potential hassle.
During the following days, he had not seen the hot-headed woman and Terian, which allowed him to recover from his earlier experiences with the two.
Between travelling to meet with other City Lords and Governors to addressing the social unrest which spread to even the mercenaries who began to make move after move to secure their safety, the Capital service as a whole had its hands full.
Skullius had enjoyed the peace.
Sadly, that peace had finally come to an end as things had settled down quite a bit compared to five days ago.
As he had been dismissed by Oliviana rather early today, Skullius had started working himself to death again after his failed attempt at reaching the 10 mile mark while in his Projected.
It was in the midst of this inhuman training session when his benefactor walked in.
Silrat raised a brow when he saw Skullius, undoubtedly shocked by the drastic change in appearance that the Discount Human had undergone.
Even the look in the man’s eyes had changed just from a mere six days since he saw him.
He hadn’t been able to visit the Skullius in the past few days.
“Either you’re eating a bit too much of your greens or the Enriching gems I gave you really compensated for, well… everything,” he said with a chuckle.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Skullius asked in annoyed tone of voice.
“Nothing enough for you to be concerned about. I’m glad to see results.”
Skullius spotted hints of exhaustion from Silrat who had had to tackle all the matters concerning the rise in misconduct in the Guilds Association.
The news had caused quite a few mercenaries to run away to larger cities in preparation for the possible responses of the other nations.
He had to deal with all this while mobilising the internal staff of the Association which was much too few to handle the chaos of such a scale.
Silrat had considered requesting ‘Unbreakable’ for help in disciplining the disorderly mercenaries but had withheld himself.
It was not proper and would harm his reputation as the man was from the Capital service.
The man was literally a killing machine when he switched.
Silrat could easily see a sea of corpses being left all around even after asking for what would be a restricted disciplinary action from ‘Unbreakable’.
Eventually, he solved it though after appealing to the mercenaries’ hearts through coin and valuables. An increase in rewards for clearing Clusters and a cut on charges for hauled spoils had worked like a change.
“What do you want?” Skullius asked.
“Right. It seems much like me, the Capital service isn’t under too much pressure anymore. You-know-who has requested your presence. You’re needed for more Divining.”
..!
“Damn it! Again?! Isn’t it too soon?”
“Well, they assumed that seven days would be enough for rest or something like that. Besides, Terian claims he’ll keep Damilla under control this time,” Silrat explained with a shrug.
Skullius wasn’t ready for this yet.
Being poked again by that…bitch wasn’t at all pleasant even if she held herself back.
“You’re just going to let them to do this to me?” Skullius asked with a frown.
Silrat laughed heartily which made the Discount Human even more upset.
“Hahaha. Don’t worry. I see you’re still deeply mistrusting despite our Tie of Exchange but don’t worry. I already told you of how I plan to deal with this. At the moment, Erkus doesn’t know what my stance is concerning you. I will reveal my cards when we face them shortly with the entrance of a certain genius.”
What the hell was that supposed to mean?
Silrat waved his hand which dimmed the runes on the iron bars to Skullius’ cell.
With a snap of his finger, the bars rose up, disappearing into the hard ground above.
“Come. At worst you’ll have to endure one session of Divining. At best you won’t have to go through one at all.”
The Discount Human rose and looked deeply into Silrat’s eyes.
Trust was something he was yet to share with anyone and he certainly wasn’t ready to give it to Silrat.
At least not yet.
The missing detail or rather, the differing details on the ToE he engaged with the man still made him apprehensive.
Yet..
“Fine…” Skullius said.
There was simply no other choice.