23 The Guardian of Trevon

Trevon was sitting in the dining hall while he ate some snacks and tea. The dining hall was a busy place. There were numerous people who came and went into the dining hall. In a day, over a thousand people would visit the dining hall. Some would take a lunch box before going on a mission. The others were family staffs who enjoyed the food in the dining hall during their break. This was because the food quality offered in the dining hall could compete with the best restaurant in the city. McArthur family always offered the best thing to the staffs.

[Potential: 0/0]

[That was another one.] Trevon checked each person who came and went into the dining hall. Most members of the family were low ranking members. The elders were in the command hall. Trevon didn't dare to use the skills inside.

While Scout was a unique martial art, that didn't show spiritual aura to the target, he needed to be careful. He even tried to use the skill to a maid who passed him first. He was afraid people could see the panels. It was Master Rabbink who told him that only he who could see the panels.

"This is boring." Master Rabbink was floating in the air. It took some foods from the nearby buffet. People had already got used to the missing foods. The chefs even prepared extra for the ghost. The fake shaman called that the ghosts were very hungry and demanded more foods.

[Who would believe ghost need foods?] Trevon asked. Being a member of cultivation family, he knew ghosts were real. But, ghosts ate different things from a human. They ate negative feelings from living beings.

Another person came.

[Potential: 2/6]

[This one better] Trevon thought.

[Scout Lv 2 – 1/2.000]

[It's double] Trevon thought.

"Yes, it is. Sometimes it may require a higher number." Master Rabbink commented. He ate another steak. "Grouk... Try the new [Scout]. Grouk..." Master Rabbink ate while talking.

[This Rabbink didn't learn table manner.] Trevon thought. [Luckily, people can't see it or I would be too embarrassed to see it flying around me.]

"Grouk... You should be proud that I follow you. Grouk... I just wanted to record your... Grouk... will fail journey to Godhood. Grouk..." The vulgar Rabbink took another fruit this time.

[He didn't care a combination of meat and fruit.] Trevon couldn't imagine eating fruit and meat.

These 2 days had allowed Trevon to accept the strange thing around him. From a Hostage situation, a Rabbink called itself a Creator, a Rabbink defeated him in an attack, a Rabbink told him to be a f*cking God, the strange store, the strange black ball, and he had some babies, baby rabbinks at that; those were crazy. He felt he lost himself. [I really need Margareth or Cecillia right now.]

[I will just try the skill once again. I will file a complaint if there is nothing good happens.] Trevon used the skill again.

[Potential: 2/7]

[Determination: 68]

[What is that?]

"That is a number who tells someone's determination to excel in cultivation path." Master Rabbink said.

[Wow, he had a good determination!] Trevon believed that number was great.

"Yeah, he is good. You were just 1." Master Rabbink said. "If it is any other decent apprentice, they would already reach Scout Lv 10 in a day. Poor me! For being stuck with you. Why don't you die fast? People would prefer a story of a diligent protagonist who training day and night." It lamented its duty to follow Trevon.

"Wait! Why don't I call for some demon beasts to attack you? Gwahahaha. I will just call the largest Beast Waves ever in the history of this universe?"

"You!" Trevon took a fork nearby and throw it at the Rabbink.

"Miss! Gwahahaha." The Rabbink was happy. At least this was more fun. The fork passed through the Rabbink.

"WHO THREW THIS FORK!!!" Suddenly a person roared.

"I am!" Trevon spoke loudly. He wanted to vent some of his frustration. He can't hit the annoying Rabbink, but he was a young master at least. He punched the table in front of him.

"I... I am sorry, Young Master!" The one who was hit by the fork was a common guard.

"Do not worry! This is nothing. I am just practicing a new martial art. I like a person like you, you should move into my personal bodyguard squad. I need some partners to practice." Trevon smirked. It would be easy for him to create some trouble for the person.

"I..." The guard was petrified. He had heard the troublesome young master. If he became his bodyguard, his life would be in hell.

[Special Mission Unlocked.]

[Lv 0 Special Mission: Force a guard member called Jonathan to beg to become your bodyguard.]

[Mission Reward: 5 Destiny Energy and 1 More Lackey to Order Around.]

[Mission Description: Jonathan is a former hunter in Redwood. He is also a native of Redwood, therefore, he is very knowledgeable about the area. Since you are new, you could have some use of him. Gwahahaha!]

[Do you want to accept? This mission will disappear in 10 seconds.]

[Yes, I accept.] Trevon quickly decided, this kind missions was very easy for him. [The last description is definitely the doing of that Rabbink. He must create this mission on the spot.] Trevon thought.

[Mission accepted.]

"You should thank this Master for helping you. Gwahahaha." Master Rabbink felt proud.

"Jerry, ask the front desk for his information!" He told Jerry.

"Yes, Young Master." Jerry felt sorry for the guard. Since he was also an employee of the McArthur family, he could feel some solidarity feeling. Yet their young master was a walking bomb after numerous unlucky incidents. [He needs to blow some stress. Thank you, Fellow Brother! Your sacrifice will be remembered.] He thought.

"I am really sorry, Young Master." The guard knelled. He knew he was just a lowly figure compared to a young master. Even if it was a fight, he would definitely lose to a spoiled young master. Even the weakest young master of McArthur family was stronger than common guard.

He tried to look around for help. Nevertheless, people also saw him screamed to a direct descendant of the family. Because of this, nobody would help him. [I am screwed, me and my big mouth.]

Trevon was still sitting while eating his lunch. He used the [Scout] on the offending guard.

[Potential: 1/52]

[Determination: 32]

[What?] Trevon was surprised. This person could reach Primary Rank 3 warrior. Trevon was very surprised. He thought it would not be easy to recruit a follower with a potential to be a Rank 3 warrior.

"See? This Rabbink is very helpful. Try to imagine better benefits after paying your kowtow and become a P2W player." It enticed Trevon.

[What is the P2W player anyway? I am not interested.] Trevon thought.

"Here is his information, Young Master." Jerry brought a bundle of documents.

"Thank you, Jerry." Trevon read the documents in front of the pleading guard.

"Hm..."

"So, your name is Jonathan. You are a 20-year old former hunter from Redwood City. Your great-grandfather was a Rank 2 cultivator, but he died during a beast wave." He read the information.

"Yes, Young Master." Jonathan was very afraid.

Trevon chuckled. "In the document, I read you have a beautiful sister who was a cultivator in Clear Lake sect." Trevon smiled.

"I beg your pardon, Young Master." Jonathan was afraid. He had an elder beautiful sister who was in a small sect. [Does young master want to do something with my sister? No. If it is another young master, it would be an event worth celebrating. However, this young master is famous for his debauchery. I can't allow my sister's future to be destroyed because of my action. Her sect won't protect an outer disciple like her. This is especially since young master comes from a great family like McArthur. They might even encourage her.]

"I am asking you a question."

"Yes, I am. But, I have lost contact with her. She is not as beautiful as in the document. The document must be a mistake." He cursed in his heart. [Who is the stupid person who inputted his sister's appearance in the documents.] He forgot he was the one who bragged about his sister in front of a covert internal division member who was monitoring him.

"I knew I was in the wrong. Young Master can punish this servant with whatever you like." He wanted to bite the cursed fork. [Farewell, Sister! This is the last thing your brother can do.]

"Who wants to punish you? Look! I am interested in your bravery. You could receive my fork throw. That is a good thing. I am interested to have a private squad inside the family." Trevon smirked. "But I am also more interested in painting beautiful girls."

It was normal for some powerful members of the family to have their own private squads. While the members would receive a payment from the family based on their cultivation level, the owner of the squad must pay the same amount to the family. The family still could summon the private squad when the situation required, but the family wouldn't assign a task normally.

If the squad contributed to the family, it was the owner of the squad who would receive the contribution points. Then, it would be the owner's duty to share the reward with the members personally. Of course, this made most people didn't want to join a private squad. They were better to work for themselves.

Unless if the squad was created by an important person. For example, the grand elder of McArthur Inscription Department's private squad had numerous applicants. Members of his private squad would receive numerous inscriptions from him as a bonus. It was hard for most people to ask an inscription master to personalize an inscription for them. Yet it was a possibility for his squad members.

"Of course, I won't force you. I will only accept a person who begs for the position. I believed your sister would be happy to meet me."

"This..." Jonathan was in the troubled position. On one hand, it was his beloved sister, the other it was his pride.

Begged for a dead-end position? He would rather die by being sent on a dangerous mission. It was the usual way for the family to clean an offending low employee like him. At least his family would receive some lifetime benefits including housing and healthcare for his mother and father. If he died while being a member of a private squad, it was the owner of the squad who would compensate his family. [Is this young master reliable?]

Jerry thought. [Poor boy.]

Jack was silent. He felt lucky he worked for Alvaro.

"You don't seem to be a credible person. Gwahahaha." Master Rabbink laughed.

[You!] Trevon stared at Master Rabbink. "No worries! Let visit that small sect. What is its name?" Trevon ordered Jerry and Jack to accompany him.

"I haven't said my answer young master. I would gladly to join your private squad." Jonathan quickly answered. He brought these things himself. He would need to save his future saving for his parents at last before he was disposed of. He cried.

"Who would accept you?" Trevon asked. The quest needed Jonathan to beg to him.

"This..." Jonathan was surprised. [Does young master really want me to beg him?] He was at the end of his path. [For sister.] He thought.

"Please, allow me to join your private squad! Please..." Jonathan kept begging for something he didn't want. However, today would be the day that he wouldn't forget.

[Lv 0 Special Mission: Force a guard member called Jonathan to beg to be your bodyguard.]

[Mission completed.]

[User got 5 Destiny Energy and 1 More Lackey to Order Around.]

[Lv 0 Job Mission: Recruit a follower with talents at least 51.]

[Job Mission completed.]

[User got 1.000 very low chance to increase your job level.]

[Current Job: Recruiter Lv 3 – Scout.]

[Current Job: Recruiter Lv 4 – Scout.]

"Good." Trevon smiled. [He was satisfied with the result. "Congratulations on joining my private squad. Erm... Jerry, what should I do?" Trevon had never read the family rulebook anyway.

"Young Master, you should ask the internal division." Jerry also didn't have access to such information.

"Ok. Let's go to the internal division office!" Trevon said. "Lead the way!"

"Yes, Young Master."

[NO...] Jonathan could not imagine the person that he would follow was this unreliable. He didn't even know the family's rules.

Trevon, Jack, Jerry, and Jonathan went to a building in the left part of the pavilion. This was the internal department where all personal data of family members and employees recorded. It would also record numerous information like contribution points, past missions, martial arts, cultivation technique, and many more. It was one of the biggest departments in the family.

"Is this the internal department?" Jerry asked.

"Yes, it is." A young lady received the group.

"I am Trevon McArthur. I want to register my private squad. What should I do?" Trevon said.

"A private squad?" The receptionist was surprised. [Is this the famous Young Master Trevon?] The receptionist was afraid. "Please wait a minute! I will ask a more competent person." She said. [Help me! Help me! I need to find a male member.]

"Fine, beautiful lady." Trevon gave his best smile.

[He is not interested in me. Right? Help me!] The girl forced a smile. "Please this way young master!" He took Trevon to a waiting room. It was a special room for an important person.

She quickly went after preparing some snacks and drinks.

"Gosh! Help me! That is Young Master Trevon." She reported to her colleagues.

"What happened?" His direct supervisor heard a panic call. [She is so stressed.]

"It is young master Trevon." The receptionist answered.

[She must have been taken advantage by young master Trevon. Poor girl.] Everybody thought the same thing.

"Erm..." The girl regretted telling the name of young master Trevon. She would find it hard to find a husband later on. While in Heavenly Phoenix most people were open-minded about joining, the community still preferred a pure lady to be a daughter-in-law. She really cried then.

"Do not cry!" The supervisor consoled the poor girl. "We will keep this a secret. Does everybody agree?"

"Yes, we will keep this secret." All her colleagues answered. Even if everybody promised, some people had already got some gossips to share in the later after work party.

Trevon would someday find another rumor appeared. If he knew the real reason, he would flip all the tables in the internal office. But that was another story. At the same time, Master Rabbink laughed in the waiting room.

"Thank you. Hu... Hu... Hu..." The girl started to slow her crying.

"Tell me what the reason he came to here is!" The supervisor asked.

"He wants to make a private squad." The girl answered.

"A private squad?" The supervisor surprised. "It is not cheap to make your own squad."

[Is there anyone who is stupid enough to join his squad?] He wondered.

"I will see him." As a man, he didn't need to be afraid of Trevon.

A few minutes later inside the room, a middle-aged man appeared.

"Good morning, Young Master Trevon. I am sorry to keep you waiting." He then greeted Trevon. "I am James, a supervisor from the internal department. I heard you wanted to make a private squad. Here are the documents that you need to fill!" He took a stack of documents that needed.

"Jerry, fill this for me!" Trevon was too lazy for this thing.

Jerry filled the forms for Trevon. He knew most of Trevon data. Personally, Jerry and the six-men were parts of Alvaro's private squad. This was why they agreed to be Trevon's temporary bodyguards.

The previous bodyguards were already fed up with their young master's orders. They asked to become beast baits instead. Luckily Alvaro gave good bonuses to them. He even personally guided their cultivation. This guidance was worth more to cultivators.

"What is the name of your squad Young Master?" Jerry asked. It was the question after the personal data of the squad owner.

"Hm..." Trevon hadn't thought about it.

"How about the Great Master Rabbink Squad." Master Rabbink offered a suggestion.

[Who would use your name on the squad?] Trevon complained in his heart. He knew Master Rabbink could hear his thought.

"Then... Celestial Rabbink Squad. Gwahahaha. That's sound powerful or The Guardian of the Creator. I like the name."

[Why I haven't created my own squad before.] It thought. [I was too lazy with the untalented people. Gwahahaha.] As a God Rabbink, it had some standard before it would guide someone out of sympathy. The person must be very talented or a direct blood related to a God.

[Hm... Your last suggestion is nice.] Trevon thought. [God Guardian? That is too shameless. The Guardian of Universe? That sounds too powerful. I like it.]

"You can't use The Guardian of Universe. It is too close to an IP owned by a big company. You will get sued. Use another name!" Master Rabbink told Trevon out of sympathy. [This kid has never experienced getting sued by those big corporates. Hm... I just remember to haven't watched the film.] It started to think about which showed to watch on Netflix. He needed some Nextflix night after a long dormant time inside the ring. [Hopefully, the main body paid for the quota last month.]

"Then I named it, The Guardian of Trevon." He said.

"Yes, Young Master." Jerry said. He continued to fill out the forms.

[What is that name? If only this young master had the same determination in cultivation as his self-confidence.] Everybody thought.

The one who felt the most miserable was Jonathan. He would be the first and the only member of this squad with a funny name. [What would happen if my friends hear that I moved from being a family guard into a private squad member of The Guardian of Trevon?]

After 10 more minutes, Jerry completed the forms. The forms filling was something loved by authority. So, there was no possibility McArthur family would remove these form filling procedures. Even Trevon had to follow this procedure.

"Please sign here, Young Master!" Jerry pointed to a place.

[No!] Trevon needed to read the form carefully. He even read the small texts in the private squad declaration contract. He had learned his lesson from Master Rabbink. It was really valuable. He even needed to feed Master Rabbink in one part of the contract. This was the reason he didn't dare to eat at a very expensive restaurant like what he used to. [I will eat in the dining hall from now on.]

"Hey! I also add a small text that you need to take me to various restaurants to taste their foods." Master Rabbink reminded Trevon.

Trevon took a look to Master Rabbink before he continued to check the documents.

[This fine.] He thought. He signed all forms. The forms declared that he would be responsible for the guard benefit. Included in the contract between him and the family was that he allowed the family to request the squad's help, but he would be rewarded for that.

"Thank you, Young Master. We will process your application." The supervisor said after he checked all the necessary documents.

5 minutes later, he returned. "This is the token for your squad. After you recruit a member, you could tell any family branch to update the information in the token."

The token was a special low-level artifact which could store data. The formula for the artifact and the inscription were widely available. Its recipe had been perfected to keep the information for up to 100.000 years.

"Then, you should register this fellow. He had begged me to join the squad. Show him your determination!" Trevon ordered Jonathan.

"Yes. I am very determined to join the young master's squad!" Jonathan exclaimed. His life or his sister was in Trevon hand right now.

"..." James gave a look of sympathy. He could do nothing, if the person himself was this determined. "I will process your application. You can give me your current token."

Jonathan reluctantly gave the token to the supervisor. James was very understanding even when Jonathan took a long time to give him the token. His eyes told Jonathan to accept his fate and wished him a good luck.

James went outside. He completed the necessary administration, before returning into the room.

He gave the token to a sad Jonathan. "Congratulations Young Master Trevon for the squad! From next month, you are responsible for Jonathan payment. You can directly pay it from any receptionist in the finance department."

"Wait! What is that?" Trevon asked. [I didn't know this. Do I have to pay for his salary?] He didn't know about this. He would need lots of money for just his universe and he hadn't found the way to get more money. As a young master, he had never imagined he would need to look for money. He needed all his money for his harem dream. He wanted to purchase a crystal fox soon.

"How much is his remuneration?" Trevon asked. He gave a killing gaze to Jonathan. [If I knew this I wouldn't ask him to be a private squad member, just a common bodyguard would be enough.] Trevon was blinded by greed. He wanted to order a Rank 3 warrior around.

"As a Primary Rank 1 warrior, Master Jonathan was allowed 100 spirit stones per month, an option to select some martial arts from the family..." James continued to speak for a long time. McArthur family would give a cultivator lot of benefits. They often assigned them on various important missions. In return, those cultivators will give their best to the family, often even their lives.

"The total is 200 spirit stones per month needed to be paid. Do you want it to be directly deducted from your monthly allowance? We can arrange that." James said. He was really jealous of the benefit obtained by a cultivator.

"No. I would like to terminate him." Trevon didn't want to spend that much money. He wanted to get closer to his dream harem sooner. "Move him into my bodyguard duty!" He ordered.

"I will do it, Young Master. However, I suggest you to think again. You will need to pay a termination fee. It is equal to 5 years of salary." James said. "That would be 12.000 spirit stones."

"I need to pay to return him to the family?" He asked.

"Yes, Young Master. Officially, he is an employee of our family. That is the minimum given by the family on a termination. The family wouldn't accept a former member of a private squad to prevent a competition between the family and its member for human resource. Of course, we would put some confidential curses put on Mr. Jonathan." James explained. "The curses will guarantee the family secrets and your personal secrets."

Trevon knew about this curse. The curse was a contract and could only be applied to an agreeable person, without being forced. Every member of the family had a contract since they were 5 years old. It declared their loyalty in return for the resource given by the family. The contract for direct descendants was even more imposing than the one taken by the employees. Including in it was to keep the secrecy of cultivation techniques and martial arts learned from the family. This was one of the reasons why the family always preferred their own blood related members.

The penalty for betrayal of the contract came from losing all their cultivation until death. The death itself, including 5 million years of soul torments. This soul torment was the most terrifying punishment in the cultivation world. It was another reason why there was rarely an espionage for cultivation techniques, martial arts, or professions schools. Sometimes a stronger curse punishment would even transfer to the offender's descendants.

"..." Trevon lamented on this. "You! Request your salary to be reduced!" Trevon ordered Jonathan.

[What?!] Jonathan almost screamed. "I..." Everybody offered their own private squad members with better cultivation techniques, martial arts, weapons, armors, and even artifacts. However, he was told to reduce his salary. [I didn't mishear, right?]

"No, you can't do that, Young Master." James helped the poor Jonathan. "The family had a minimum salary for members of McArthur family. If you go lower than that, it will affect the family prestige. I am afraid Elder Charles won't agree."

"..." Trevon started to think. "Ah. Jerry! Use the money from father to pay for his next month salary. You ask from him later." Trevon knew Jerry had emergency money from his father.

"Fine! There is no problem. Follow me!" Trevon went out. The rest was speechless. Being a young master had its perk. Rich parents.

"..." Jerry cried. [Did Young Master forget? He spent 4.856 spirit stones in the herb store. There are only 144 spirit stones left.] "Young Master..." He tried to call, but Trevon already left.