Chapter 19: Lukewarm Welcome
9 seconds.
9 seconds was all it had taken for me to be abducted from the nice tour around the guild headquarters.
Looking around I could see I was in quite a dark looking interrogation room like the ones you would see on television... Wait this felt familiar! It's just like what Karson did to me when I first escaped from the minotaur hell.
"Zane Mack, we have brought you in so that we can have a civilized discussion with you."
"Listen I need to get back as soon as possible. Otherwise, a green haired elf witch is never going to let me live it down."
"Don't worry you only really need to listen to us and then give us a decision. We know all about Clarisse and the rest of the Orion guild, you will be free to go as soon as we are done." The Brittanica guild representative said muffled by the thick metal helmet consuming his entire head. In face large metal armour covered every inch of him and he kept a plated gauntled arm on his sword at every moment whilst talking to me.
"Sorry I know I'm not quite brought up on world history but how exactly did Brittanica take over the world?"
The representative shoved a hand to where I guess his ear was and have a muffled conversation before leaving the room entirely and making way for someone new.
"Zane! Sorry just a big fan!" The 'big fan' was a nearly 80 year old man with a wide grin and a thick head of luscious hair with greying hair and a thick grey beard to match. He reached out his wrinkled hand for me to shake... After about 5 seconds of me making no motion to even try and touch it he put it back by his side.
"Listen Zane, we need your guild's help. Dungeon leaks have become a more common appearance all over the 'New British Empire'." He cast his eyes down to the floor before finally flicking them back up whilst clasping his hands together. "If we could only destroy these dungeons before they had a chance to leak out it would help the whole world to continue to live peaceful, contentful, profitable lives." The old man's mouth shot into a toothy grin for a second at that last part. "So what do you say? Wouldn't you like to become the hero who saved the world?"
"Well first of all: I am not the guild leader, Karson is. Second: I don't do anything if there isn't a good reason." I said finally moving to clasp my hands together on the cold metal table to reflect the old man in front of me.
"Is being a hero not a good enough reason? I mean the Orion guild could become famous for being the most good hearted and heroic across the globe."
"Oh come off it! Your guild would spin it so they would still stay on top and no we're so poor we can't afford the luxury of becoming heroes. So what do you have to offer us that has real value attatched to it." I said looking the man in his steely eyes.
"Well we would never give you anything," I got up from my chair and moved to the door as he said this. "Isn't the validation of the biggest guild in the world working with you enough?"
I just slammed the door behind me. I get I only entered this world not long ago but that doesn't mean that I am the biggest sucker to ever exist. Pay us in exposure? Screw them!
When I boarded the plane to head back I noticed some really heavily armoured individuals stalking me from a distance. I guess they were hoping that I would change my mind and come running to their guild. But they're crazy if they think I would even make a move without consulting everyone else, nevermind a stupid move like begging to do more labour for a guild that owns nearly everything already. They can figure out how to solve their problem on their own.
I just landed and turned my phone off of aeroplane mode when I got a message from Clarisse that said, "Sumtin goin on wit Steven!" And another that said, "Plz!" From Skinny.
When I finally returned to our headquarters, the old hospital, I saw Skinny and Clarisse waiting outside covered in cuts and bruises.
"What's happened?! You said something had happened to Steven?! Has he been taken too?"
"No! Go inside, you'll see!" Skinny said whilst looking shamefully at the floor.
I just glided past them both. My curiosity had become simply too much to bear. I walked inside and found the room that Steven and Karson had been resting inside and found Karson still sat nicely resting on the same chair. 'Wow that training exhaustion is no joke!'
However, most of my focus was on the big unknown humanoid looking monster pacing back and forth in the room. I accidentally let the door go and closed with a soft thud. The monster turned to me and seemed to just stare for a moment.
It was like an off-white slime monster that had a humanoid shape. Two "arms" and two "legs" that held it up. It had seemed to walk like a normal human being and kept running its weird arm things over its head as though it was coming to terms with what it was.
When it turned to me it grew a hole in the mucus-slime stuff around where its mouth would be and seemed to take a deep breath from it.
"Zane! Thank god you're back!" It said in Steven's voice. It pushed it's two tentacled slimy arms together as though it was begging me. "Can you please tell Skinny and Clarisse to stop trying to kill me?"