Mystical Journey

"That’s not necessary, we have enough hands this time . But Kelly, you really should stay away this time . The White Eagle and I will go with our friend . If something happens, we won’t be able to protect you," Dale Quicksilver told Garen .

"Don’t worry, I can protect myself . Don’t forget about when you gave me the black jade disk . " Garen winked at Dale .

"I knew you wouldn’t give up so easily, up to you then . We are going to go down that hole and take a closer look . Oh right, take a look at this . " Dale took out an old looking yellow paper from his pocket . Garen spread it out and revealed a colored oil painting .

A man was running forward on a vast grey plateau . The man was headless and facing the opposite direction . A flock of birds were flying out from his neck .

"There is more on the back," Dale Quicksilver reminded Garen .

Garen flipped the paper over, and there was another painting on the back .

A man’s rough and coarse hand reached out from underground . There was a bloody hole in the middle of this hand, and a man in a black robe stood inside this hole .

At the bottom of the painting was a line written in a language Garen did not understand .

"The line at the bottom is written in an ancient language, Archon . It means ‘To bestow goodness of heart upon mankind’ . " Dale’s face looked serious . "I did some research . You should prepare mentally for this . "

Garen nodded mutely . He had a feeling that things at Silversilk castle could be on a whole different level of trouble .

Dale drank some coffee and continued, "We found this piece of paper under that hole yesterday . I left as soon as I found it because I immediately recognized the origin of this writing . " He paused . "Archon is a language used by one of the most mysterious people in ancient times . "

"Mysterious?" Garen squinted at him .

"They were always on the dark side of the world, and their powers were mysterious and enigmatic . In ancient legends, they were the symbol of the devil, blood and uncanniness, but no one had ever seen their true faces . They were called the Warlocks . "

"Warlocks…" It was Garen’s first time hearing this word .

Grace mumbled in surprise .

"Those people in the myths and legends that learned how to use magic?"

Dale nodded . "Correct . It is said that Warlocks learned their magic from the devil and fear itself, that’s why it’s called magic . In the legends, they would mate with mythical creatures and give birth to offspring with powerful bloodlines . They had control of the demon arts . They blended in with common people, becoming nobles, businessmen, or even travelers . But of course, these were just myths," he concluded . "However, there are numerous people worshiping these Warlocks . It was especially common in ancient times, and I suspect that entrance was constructed by some of those people . "

Garen was originally shocked by the story, but he calmed down after hearing they were merely myths and legends . He remembered the story of Warlocks from Garen’s memory . "I think I have heard of the Warlocks from stories and legends before, but aren’t those all made up? What could these worshippers possibly do?"

"Ceremonies, bloody sacrifices, making flutes of people’s femurs - these are all actions attributed to them . They’ve formed some kind of cult . "

"If that’s the case, I would have even more reason to follow . " Garen licked his lips . "After all, these Warlocks and their magic doesn’t really exist . The stuff down there would be nothing but men’s creation . "

Dale Quicksilver nodded . "I’ve ran into cases like this before, involving ancient cults . And like you said, these things are all man made, not particularly mysterious . They are, however, gory and cruel . And since this time Golden Hoop has a part in it, the situation is more dangerous . These cults may have leftover tools from sacrificial ceremonies . They could be worth a lot of money as antiques . "

"When are we taking action?"

"We are waiting for The White Eagle and his friend . We’ve asked for some reinforcements from the police as well, so we shouldn’t run into too much trouble . " Dale Quicksilver looked at his watch . "It’s 6:40 right now, and they will be arriving before 10 . "

"Are we just going to wait around?" Garen asked .

"It’s nice to have some rest, don’t you think?" Dale Quicksilver laughed . "Don’t worry . " He tapped Garen’s shoulder and said, "We have to wait until our expert on ancient traps arrives, or we cannot safely investigate that underground cave . Until then, you can have some free time with your pretty-faced secretary . "

Garen chuckled reluctantly and watched Dale Quicksilver leave the restaurant . As he relaxed in the chair, he felt a sudden warmth and suppleness behind his neck .

Grace blushed behind Garen, but she did not dodge and let Garen’s head rest between her breasts .

"In my company’s eyes, I’m now your spokesperson, the key connection between you and the company . If you really want it, I won’t turn you down," she whispered .

"I don’t like to force it . " Garen smiled and stood up . "We’ll be going to Silversilk castle in a bit . It’s very dangerous out there, so you have to take care of yourself . I cannot protect you . "

"Don’t worry, I have made adequate preparations this time . The company has sent someone to protect us, so I’m getting some benefit by staying with you . "

Grace smiled and clapped her hands . "Cynthia, what are you waiting for?"

From behind the bush outside the restaurant walked out a girl with strong and vigorous body . The girl had a girl-next-door look, wearing a low neck tight dress . This black as ink dress contrasted with her clear skin that looked like gelatin . Her lips were shining pink, and her curly brown hair trailed over her shoulders .

Garen was a little shocked by her beauty . "Cynthia, are you eighteen yet?" he asked in astonishment, concurrently glancing around the restaurant . Fortunately, there wasn’t anyone in this early . Besides his table, there was only the chubby owner, who was dozing off at the bar .

The girl’s long and slim legs were especially dazzling . She was wearing a pair of boots that almost covered her entire calves . "The company has sent me to protect you both, and there is another team of men responsible for guarding and security . Don’t you worry, Mr . Kelly, I’m already nineteen years old . "

Her brown eyes were bent slightly, like those of a kitten, making it look like she was always smiling . Her ripe and round breasts along with long and firm legs made her look lively and energetic .

The girl came to stand next to Garen . "Mr . Kelly, I was sent to be your bodyguard . I will excel at any task given to me . What Grace can do, I can do better . What she can’t do… I am totally up for it as well…"

While she was finishing the sentence, she purposely straightened her back to show off her full breasts, and gave an aggressive look to Grace .

Grace’s face turned blue . She knew this was the company sending someone to replace her because she could not form a close relationship with Garen . Cynthia was a younger and prettier squad leader . She could fight better and her looks were superior to Grace’ . Most importantly, she was trained as a tool to please people with authority .

"Do you think that there can only be one kind of a relationship between men and women?" Grace asked in a cold voice .

"Isn’t that kind of relationship the closest?" Cynthia replied, acting cute . She put her finger on her lips . "I can do anything for Mr . Kelly, or let him do whatever he wants to me…" She held the chair arm and slowly leaned toward Garen .

Garen stood up with a wry smile .

"All right, that’s enough . I appreciate Manuyllton Corporation’s sincerity, but it really isn’t the best time . Cynthia right? How many men did you bring?"

As he started talking business, Cynthia’s smile wavered and disappeared . "The squad has seven members including myself, sir . They have spread out and started patrolling the area . You can put your trust in us, we are professionals trained by the Weisman Trident Corporation . Your safety is our top priority . Also, after this trip, Mr . Adrian would like to have a word with you . "

"Adrian?" Garen remembered hearing that name from Grace .

Adrian was the man in control of Manuyllton Corporation . The reason he sent Grace to work for Garen, and had Cynthia be his bodyguard, was to befriend the White Cloud Dojo . Most importantly, Manuyllton Corporation had some conflicts with Garen’s third senior brother, Joshua’s family, who had control of another company in the antiques business . Manuyllton Corporation had been in a disadvantage for a long time, so they might be thinking to ask Garen to ease up their relationships and escape the suppression .

"It’s about my third senior brother, right?" Garen didn’t know if Joshua would be nice enough to help . "Don’t have too many expectations, these kind of things aren’t decided by Joshua alone . "

"That’s fair . " Cynthia nodded, she had a trace of doubt in her eyes . Before meeting him, she thought Garen was just a sixteen-year-old high school kid, who only came to the corporation’s attention because of his martial arts talent . There was no way he could be tenacious enough to withstand her charm . As long as she finished the job and gave him a few winks in bed, everything could be dealt with easily .

But she didn’t expect Garen to have a completely different personality . His actions and his speech did not look like a high school kid’s, but resembled that of a thirty-year-old man’s . And he was completely oblivious to her seduction .

Garen nodded back to Cynthia . He knew that everything he had was based upon his identity as the disciple of White Cloud Gate . Be it Grace or Cynthia, they were only respecting him because of his position in the White Cloud Gate and not his actual strength . Although, he had never paid much attention to what others think, with his special abilities and talents, he was destined to get noticed .