noveltune [861] – Y03.161 – Serious Business IV
[861] – Y03.161 – Serious Business IV
[861] – Y03.161 – Serious Business IV
Marmak poured grain wine into Jarot’s cup, who sipped it lightly. The old Iyrman sipped away at his own grain wine too, letting out a soft sigh.
“Did you see?” Jarot asked.
Marmak replied with a questioning grunt.
“Did you see how my greatdaughter causes trouble?” His lips formed a small smirk, his eyes full of pride.
“She is your greatdaughter.”
“Yes!” Jarot cackled with laughter, finishing his grain wine before pouring them each another cup. “She will grow up well, and the mess she will cause, it will be written within our books.”
“If she causes half the trouble you have, it will be too much.”
“These new generations are too orderly. In our generation, how much chaos did we create? What of the generations before us?” Jarot thought of a particular Iyrman who had beaten him so viciously even after he had made a name for himself, his eyes falling towards Sonarot.
“There is still time. Two ancient empires of old have broken. The Aldish have laid claim to newly found islands, which provide great resources. Ancient evils still lay dormant, and may awaken soon. The Iyr closed its gates.”
The pair fell silent as the words left Marmak’s lips.
“The winds of our time had long grown stale, but the winds now...” Jarot leaned back and inhaled the air. “The winds are fresh.”
“You can feel it too?”
“I am no longer young. These old bones of mine, they can feel the change within the wind.”
“The children will grow up with these winds.”
“Great winds threaten to uproot trees, but which winds can uproot sprouts of we Iyrmen?”
Marmak remained silent, his eyes slowly falling towards the young half elf and his children. The thoughts remained within his mind. The children did not look like any other children within the Rot family. However, they did wear the Rot family clothing, as if they were truly members of the family.
“Why are you two sighing so much?” Gangak asked, bringing a gourd with her, placing it before the pair.
“We were reminiscing.”
“Why reminisce of your youth?”
“We have such to reminisce about,” Marmak retorted.
“You should have worked harder to be forced away from the land,” Gangak replied playfully, pouring him the fruit wine she had brought.
Marmak’s lips twitched. “Your words are as fiery as ever, Flame Brand.”
“I will not step back even for you, Butcher.”
Marmak sipped his wine slowly. “You are close with the twins?”
“They adore me so much.”
Jarot snorted slightly. “I am still their favourite.”
“You are their favourite babo, but I am their favourite nano.”
Jarot decided against retorting, relenting to the woman who had done so much for the children. “I will not give them to you.”
“Should I take them?”
“Can you take them from me?”
Gangak and Jarot both glared between one another, before they returned to sipping their wine slowly.
“The Iyr placed you here?” Gangak asked.
“They did.”
Gangak glanced towards the Aswadians. She noted Sara’s eyes upon the group of them. The young woman’s eyes took in the sight of the three figures.
‘Mad Dog. Flame Brand. Butcher...’
George raised his brows in response.
“It’s too early to be surprised by Adam.”
George glanced towards the half elf once more, who wiped his daughter’s face clean, the tiny goblin girl cackling at her father, before rushing away towards the older devilkin Iyrman. He had yet to see Adam adore the goblins as much as his half dragon children.
‘Can I be a Team Leader too?’ Brittany thought. Her eyes fell to the bow at her side. She reached out to brush along the smooth wood with her pinky finger. ‘I’ll need to be stronger.’
Jonn remained silent as he sat in the corner, eating his meal silently. ‘Am I a Team Leader?’ He still wasn’t sure if he was connected to the business, or if he was specifically Adam’s servant. ‘Servant?’
“We plan on returning to Aswadasad soon,” Korin admitted.
“Who?” Adam asked, almost smirking knowingly.
“Lady Sara, myself, and Amira...”
“Amira too?”
Korin’s lips twitched slightly. “Perhaps.”
“What a shame...”
“We intend to stay until the end of this year at least, but next year we should return. Until we return, we are able to assist you with your business for free.”
“Free? Who do you think I am? I’ll pay you properly, though the pay might not be that great. Still, you had a share of all the loot when we were travelling, I’m sure that was a pretty decent pay. Maybe not, considering how rich you all are.”
“Much of our coin will return to the order, where it will be better used, but the coin we earned whilst with you wasn’t terrible.”
“I suppose money isn’t the most important thing in the world once you have all the basics?”
Korin bowed his head.
“Just let me know a month before you leave so I can prepare your compensation, and any other gifts we can spare for you.”
“Do you need to hand us gifts?”
“Aren’t we friends?’
Korin flashed a smile. “As you say.”
“I hope Amira ends up staying.”
“It is my hope too.”
“...”
“...”
The pair smiled between one another before a shadow loomed over Adam. Adam glanced back towards Marmak, whose eyes remained focused upon Adam.
“Yes?” Adam asked.
“You are the Nephew of the Rot family?”
“Yes...”
“I am Marmak,” the Iyrman replied, noting how the Aswadian beside the half elf tensed up, his eyes shooting up towards the older Iyrman.
‘Marmak?’ Korin thought.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
“I have heard of your tales. I have come to speak with you of a matter.”
“What matter is that?”
Marmak remained silent for a moment. “Let us fight.”
Korin’s eyes widened further.
Next chapter might confuse you. Don't say I didn't warn you.