Conspiracies

"Why don't you go yet?"-After giving his order, Kasirc noticed that the woman didn't seem to have any intention of leaving.

"There is something else..."-The woman dressed as a nun said holding her clothes with some force.

"Do you expect me to invite you to say it?"-Kasirc's words were low but the maid felt a pressure on her, this situation was like a rabbit being cornered by a playful tiger, it gives you a chance to escape but you know you don't have intentions to let you go.

"The youngest son of the madam came back from his first foray, it seems he performed well and got an S grade."

"Oh, Joseph trespassed in the tower too?"

"Haha, as expected of my nephew"

Kasirc and Noah seemed to have different thoughts, but actually they were both very happy by the nun's words, it's just that, seeing that the woman shook her head, they both had a bad feeling and their expressions turned ugly.

"It can't be... are you talking about one of her bastard children?"

"What? Impossible! How is it possible for them to get an S? I wouldn't be surprised if even a C is an honor for those clowns."

Kasirc and Noah didn't seem to believe this, but Noah remembered that he seemed to have seen a young man with white hair in the waiting room, he didn't pay much attention to it since that kind of dyeing is very common in young people, but thinking about it now it seemed that it was related to his blood.

"That's right, it was her youngest son outside the guild, this information was confirmed by Ella."

Kasirc and Noah were arguing about this for a while, finally they both reached a decision and ordered the woman.-"Tell him to get the information to get that qualification, he must do it within a week or we will take other measures."

Obviously this is the first time they've heard of an S rating on the first floor, if they get this information it will definitely be beneficial to their guild.

...

In a large and luxurious room, a woman sat looking at the stars on the balcony, she held a photo in her hands that seemed to be damp from something, a crystalline drop suddenly fell on this photo, increasing a small moisture stain in its center, It seemed that several of these drops had fallen before and were scattered throughout the photo.

"Why are you crying, mom?"

A girl with completely white hair, approximately 5 years old, came out of the bathroom attached to the room and noticed something strange about her mother, when she got closer, she noticed that her beautiful eyes shed tears of tears for some reason, her eyes immediately The girl's hands got wet and tugged at her mother's skirt.

In the room you can see that they have a high level of wealth, there are gold objects as if they cost no money, being able to live in such a room is certainly something that would bring joy to many money-loving people, but this does not seem to be the case. for that woman.

On a table surrounded by luxurious furniture you can see several photos, among them an apparently familiar photo, a man in his 50s carrying the girl from before on his shoulder, next to him is a teenager of about 17, on the other side there is a young man in his 20s, they all have completely white hair, the three men wear a silver cross on their right ear.

In the middle of everyone there is a familiar woman, she also has white hair and looks at the camera with eyes black as night, those eyes seem to contain sadness as deep as the sea, the corners of her mouth are raised forming a smile that seems to cry out for clemency and disappear from this world.

This woman is the one sitting on the balcony, hearing her daughter's cries forced herself to calm down, she wiped away her tears and put a false smile on her face.

"Don't worry, Susana, she only remembered your brothers."

The woman wiped her tears, lifted the girl up and sat her on her lap, hugged her and placed the photo of her in front of her giving her one last look, even the girl Susana looked at the photo curiously.

In the photo you could see 2 young men with black and white hair, this woman a few years younger was hugging her children with her husband behind, the black-haired man was lifting a 12-year-old boy very similar to his brothers, all of them they had a big smile on their face and seemed very comfortable with their lives.

Needless to say, the identity of this woman is Ruth Jubileus, Har's mother, and the photo she is holding is that of her family.

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"It's already been a whole day, if I don't go out they will definitely be suspicious."

In a luxurious room, a girl with a plump face and neck-length black hair, wearing clothes too big to see her hands or feet, lay on her big bed eating an apple with her left hand, also making movements with her left hand. right as if writing in the air.

This is Noelle ButterBlood, she hasn't left her room yet and she has been feeding on fruits and sweets that she had in her room, she is currently adding one more to the hundreds of messages she has sent to Runner Steve, she is very stubborn and He refuses to go out until he gets an answer from his savior. If one day he runs out of food, he will only go to the second floor and continue his routine.

She now has finished the raid time on the first floor and her family should know that she has left her, if they come to find her she can only pretend to be asleep or something.

"Damn you!" Noelle said, throwing the apple core to one side of her. "How dare you ignore a lady?"

Knock Knock.*

At that moment, someone seemed to be knocking on her door and Noelle was almost scared to death.

"A-aaaa... zzz"-she With her great intelligence, she just happened to pretend to snore, she hid under her blanket as if afraid of being robbed by a ghost, but she seemed to succeed and the person out of the door stopped knocking.

"Since when did this stupid girl start snoring?"

A burly man at the door stood with his hand extended to knock, looked confused at a smaller man next to him and asked.

"The raid must have been tough, the lady must be so tired that she even needs to snore."

The thin man in a suit on the side said, he was also a little surprised and only came up with this.

These two are Laacor Butterblood, leader of the Valhalla guild, and his trusted assistant Jerid.

"I see, ever since she found out that Rocal wants the position of leader she has been trying hard, she continues with her theories that she is rejected by the family and things like that."

Laacor and Jerid walked down a luxurious hallway, he seemed worried about Noelle trying too hard.

"The lady is aware of her position, as the daughter of the guild leader she knows that people expect more from her, that is why she always wants to surprise with her results, now that she knows that Rocal wants the position of leader, she is still trying more to be favored by the people of the guild."

Both Laacor and Jerid had a proud expression when thinking of Noelle, it's just that an embarrassed smile appeared on her face as she remembered her usual behavior.

The Valhalla guild grew under Laacor's efforts, climbing the tower floors with his family and getting good grades, he became a top B rank Runner and now he can lead the guild to enter the top 10.

But, the position of leader has always been available to the strongest, Rocal has reached rank B and is looking for an opportunity to defeat him, if he does a guild battle to promote, it will only give him that opportunity that he seeks so much, that's why has kept the guild in the top 15 before solving that problem.

His cousin, Rocal, has followers willing to support him and go to war if he so requests, he has been secretly planning things since he left his top floor weeks ago and he doesn't seem to have re-entered the house. tower.

"I don't know what Rocal is planning, a big battle can break out at any moment and I may even die in it, it's good that he becomes strong before that happens."

"But-"

"Jerid, you are aware that something is wrong with Rocal's growth, he went from lower C rank to B rank in a few weeks, without entering the tower, that is a gap of more than 1,000,000 TP, I only ask you to protect to Noelle when that battle breaks out, if something happens to me, don't let her come to take revenge against Rocal no matter what happens..."

With a firm look on his face, Laacor seemed to say to Jerid, his assistant and his faithful friend, what seemed to be his last words.

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End of this chapter.