Chapter 31 - Letter
Rin glanced at Silas who was laughing and shot a glance at Fatty. Fatty crouched and lowered his head. He took a step back and said.
"I am terribly sorry for my earlier reaction." Fatty said.
"Control your emotions, Fatty. You are now the master of this house. If this information shocks you that much, you should retire from this business." Rin said, licking her red lips.
"Besides, there is no need to worry about your business being destroyed. Right, young master?"
Silas stopped his laughter and stared at the beautiful woman. His eyes carried a hint of disappointment.
"I am sorry but I can’t grant. If this involves my life and death, I will say everything I know." Silas said, not caring about recuperation.
Fatty might attack and kill him in silence. But Rin won’t.
"That is not a nice thing to say to a woman, sir." Rin said. "You come to sell the blueprint right? I checked and it showed a promising future. And we are going to make a profit from this. Tell me what you need?"
Silas extended two fingers and looked at her.
"One question and one request."
Rin nodded. "Go on."
Hearing her acceptance, Silas nodded as well.
"The question is tell me why you are here. Your base is in the capital. There is no possible reason for you to come here."
Rin smiled and slowly winked at Silas. "Should I tell you the whole truth?"
"If that is possible." Silas said flatly.
Rin nodded and fixed her hair. "Two reasons. The first is the mysterious letter. The second is your information. The five heads of the underworld agreed to put this information at the highest level and they sent me here."
"Letter?" Silas tilted his head. He never heard about the letter in the game.
"Yeah. It just appeared inside my room. I checked everything and found no break in. Afraid, I followed its instructions." Rin spoke softly.
"Can you show me the letter?"
Rin nodded and took out the letter from her breast pocket. She gave it to Silas and said with a seductive smile. "Feel free to smell the scent. It is my natural scent of sweat and perfume."
Silas frowned, not sure how to answer. Even he met his match in a freak out game.
He sighed and opened the letter. The letter was neatly folded. It was just a piece of paper, but thicker than most ones he had seen.
And the ink inside was of high quality as well. He didn’t know whether it was from Rin or from the ink but he smelled something sweet.
He noted down every detail and read the content inside. It was short.
Go to the south. You will find calling there.
He gave the letter back to Rin and asked. "Did you notice any calls?"
Rin nodded and pointed at the Palm Mountain’s direction. "Yeah. Over there. It is as if someone is taking out my heart and putting it over there."
Silas frowned, thinking. Now that this piece of information came to light, he wasn’t sure he should take the treasure.
"It is a serious thing." Rin cleared up.
"I see. And what about the next question? Did you guys take me seriously?"
Rin smiled. "We are taking you cautiously. Anyone with this kind of information is scary."
Silas nodded. "I got my question and let’s move on to the request."
Silas paused for an effect, looking around. His eyes lingered on Rin and he smiled.
"Build me an army."
"What?" Fatty shouted, not able to control the shock. "That is impossible. This is a.."
Before he could finish the words, Rin stopped her, lifting her arm, waving.
"Why? And what kind of army?"
Silas smiled, nodding. It was good that she was here otherwise, he would have to work hard to convince Fatty.
"To protect myself." Silas quickly stated his reason.
"That is a quite strange statement. Just for protection, you need an army. We could just give you a sixth circle and you got plenty of protection."
Silas shook his head. "Not it had to be an army."
Rin paused, deeply thinking about his request.
"Where would you like?"
"Here. Hidden. If you can’t do that then, around this place would be sufficient."
"Hmm.."
"The next question." Rin asked. "What kind of army?"
"Full size. Around 500 men."
"Are you going to capture some town?" Fatty asked.
Silas didn’t answer.
Rin closed her eyes, tapping her finger on the chair. She lay down her head and let out a defeated sigh.
"Fatty." She called out.
"Yes, madam."
"You are going to be busy."
Fatty frowned.
Rin stood up and looked down at Silas. "It will take about a month. I won’t ask you a reason but I will build you an army. But you have to control the army yourself. And the offer you make is not enough."
Silas nodded. "I am aware. We will split the profit when I win the war."
"This is a gamble." Rin stated.
"A gamble which I will win." Silas said.
"Fine. I will treat you as an exception after all you are at the highest level in the underworld." Rin smiled and walked closer to Silas.
She lifted up her leg and warped around him, sitting down. She then lifted up her hands and placed it on his head, pulling closer to her face.
Their forehead collided and their gazes met. She smiled, bowing her sweet breath.
"I want to see what you are hiding beneath these bandages."
"No you don’t."
"But I heard you are a beautiful man."
Silas smiled and grabbed her waist and lifted up, placing her beside. He stood up.
"Well then, I am going to catch up on my sleep and prepare for the party."
Before Silas left, he turned around and asked.
"When are you going to answer your call?"
Rin sighed. "Probably after building you an army."
Silas nodded. Plenty of time to grab the treasure before her.
They left the building.
On the way, Roland got closer to Silas and asked. "Is the army facing the Floen?"
"Who knows?" Silas said, looking at the soft moon. "It is possible. But we will know everything during the party. Just make sure to prepare your best. We are going into the dragon’s mouth."
Roland chuckled. "That is a serious exaggeration. It is more like a tiger’s mouth."
Silas smiled softly. His mind was still working on how the party would happen. There was no way Floen would let go of him.
With their range of information network, they knew for certain that he raided the lighthouse.