Unstoppable Antihero
Chapter 11: Young Master Vonturnus
In the horse-drawn carriage, Atlas sat next to Kaysen, while Nicon sat on the seat opposite them, making their positions face to face. This trip is done in the afternoon, and there are no plans to stop on the trip.
At first there was no conversation between them, until Nicon finally asked Atlas, “Your name is Atlas, right?”
Atlas glanced at Nicon for a moment, replying, “Ya, my name is Atlas Hiromasa.”
“Good name.” Nicon smiled faintly as he leaned quietly in his chair. He seemed to be not paying much attention around, as if believing that everything would be fine.
“You are so calm,” said Atlas. “Is it because no one threatened you on this trip?”
“What should I be afraid of again? Isn't there no more?”
“I'm quite impressed with your saint's attitude.”
Atlas no longer continued the conversation, but rather let time pass by in silence. Moreover, even though he looked calm, he had actually become more and more curious about this new world. Moreover, the events of the past day made him wonder, how many such sects exist?
Spending time sleeping in a horse-drawn carriage, Atlas, Kaysen, and Nicon finally arrive at Erato Stix. The journey from Erato Satir to Erato Stix took a whole night. However, as Atlas only slept in the horse-drawn carriage, when he arrived at Erato Stix in the morning, he did not feel tired.
Nicon takes Atlas and Kaysen to Zelos' office. Here they had breakfast together before embarking on a new journey.
“So, will you guide me around Erato Stix after this, Kaysen?” ask Atlas after the meal.
“Maybe it can make you more familiar with this world?” sahut Kaysen with another question, do not immediately agree.
Before Atlas and Kaysen continued the conversation, a Heracles suddenly entered the dining room. Heracles seemed to be in a hurry as seen from his breath.
“What's up?” ask Nicon, be firm.
“Report, Mr Nicon!” said Heracles with that tall body. “Young Master Vonturnus came suddenly to see you.”
“Young Master?” Nicon rushed up from the chair and headed straight for the exit. “Antar I'm there soon!”
“Good, Master!”
Atlas just watched it silently, until Nicon turned around and said, “You two are coming with me!”
“What does this have to do with me?” answer Atlas indifferently.
“Cute only!” force Nicon.
Although a little forced, Atlas and Kaysen also met with Young Master Vonturnus with Nicon. Inside this white room, there was a round table with five chairs surrounding it. One chair was already worn by a young man with short hair to sit on.
“Sorry to keep you waiting, Young Master,” Nicon said respectfully.
The young man looked indifferent, saying, “I came here to ascertain how Nomos prepared from Erato Stix for battle in the Thanatos Desert.”
“At this time the preparation is eighty percent complete. There are four thousand out of five thousand Nomos ready to deploy.”
“Isn't that time I said that I need eight thousand?!” The young man called Young Master Vonturnus hit the table hard.
Before Nicon returned to answer, Atlas and Kaysen sat down on the chair in a relaxed manner. The two of them seemed to not care that in this room there was an important figure.
“I didn't tell you to sit!” the Young Master Vonturnus.
“I apologize for their sassness.” Nicon tried to calm down.
However, without caring about it, Kaysen said, “Isn't the chair there to be a seat? Why can't we sit?”
Let alone paying attention, Atlas and Kaysen instead chatted with each other, completely disrespecting Felix. On the other hand, Nicon turned his face for a while, unwilling to glance towards Atlas and Kaysen.
“What do you guys hear?!”
Finally Atlas glanced at Felix after getting the loud cry. “Already, do not pay too much attention to small things.”
“Cih!” Felix then sat back down while muttering, “Should have been Keto from Musai Frike who came here. But that stubborn father instead told me to come to this place of the village people!”
“Sorry profusely for this inconvenience, Young Master.” Nicon is humbling the body. “But he is actually the Libra who just defeated the Boreas God Sect. Therefore, I brought him here to meet directly with Young Master on this rare occasion.”
“Oh?” Felix glanced at Kaysen, assuming that Kaysen had the Libra.
“Not me,” said Kaysen, calm down. “But he.” He pointed at Atlas who was sitting next to him.
“I am The Libra it.” Atlas looks indifferent.
“I must admit that you may be strong, but you don't seem to understand what it means to be polite?”
Why should I be polite to you? think Atlas. “Sorry if it bothers you.”
Felix then turned his eyes to Nicon. “I gave the order that the collection of as many as eight thousand Nomos should be completed one more week!”
“Excuse me, Young Master, but ..”
“No words but!” Felix got up from the chair, about to leave.
“Good ...” Nicon could only accept the request with a heavy heart. “As my apology, how about the Libra escort the Young Master on the way back to the Vonturnus Central Musai?”
“No need!” reject Felix.
“I also don't want to!” sahut Atlas's.
“I beg ...” Nicon lowered his body.
“Ah! Alright!” Felix could not refuse. “I don't know what your goal is, but you've got it. I take that as goodwill.”
“Thank you, Young Master.”
“But I don't want to, Nicon!” Atlas insists. However, Nicon bowed and pleaded with Atlas, until Atlas finally agreed, “Alright, fine. I'll escort him but just this once!”
“Do not say much,” said Felix, walking to the exit, “ayo we go!”
“I'm not sure if I can get along with him,” Kaysen muttered as he followed Atlas walking behind Felix.
Nicon whispers to Atlas, “This is your chance to make more achievements, Atlas. I'm sorry, but this is all I can do.”
“Haah ..” Atlas took a deep breath. “And I didn't ask you to do this much for me.”
Eventually Atlas and Kaysen went on to become Felix's bodyguard. This time, the two of them could not sit sweetly inside the horse carriage, but instead had to walk next to the horse carriage, along with the other bodyguards.
“I'm not sure that my energy will be enough to make this long journey,” murmured Atlas.
“I will force that arrogant young man to let us in!” Kaysen.
“No need,” reject Atlas.