I’m a Rookie, but I’m an Experienced Professional - Chapter 50

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Chapter 50

 

“Did the Lord give you more work again?”

 

At my colleague’s question, I smiled silently.

 

“Ugh, what a hard time from the start of the new year. Having ability isn’t always a good thing.”

 

The employee clicked their tongue as if feeling quite sorry for me.

 

If this was happening because I was capable, I wouldn’t even feel wronged, but this was just petty harassment.

 

Since I didn’t understand the reason for this behavior, I sighed even more deeply.

 

‘I’ll have to take the rest home to finish.’

 

The silver lining in this misfortune was that this time, the task he assigned was simple document sorting that I could do at home.

 

‘This time when I report, I should tell him that if he keeps assigning me these menial tasks, preparations for the summer rainy season will inevitably be delayed.’

 

Since Callix Crowbell considers summer rainy season preparations very important, maybe then he’ll stop this meaningless harassment.

 

I was preparing to leave work while hoping for exactly that.

 

“Miss Eileen, the Lord is looking for you.”

 

Ah, there’s that sound again.

 

In the past, when they said the Lord was looking for me, I’d be scared and worried, but now irritation surged up.

 

‘What does he want to see me about today?’

 

He said to bring the report by tomorrow.

 

Don’t tell me he suddenly changed his mind and wants it done by today?

 

Just thinking about it made me want to curse. A normal person wouldn’t say such crazy things, but unfortunately, Callix Crowbell was abnormal.

 

I headed to the Lord’s office while desperately hoping it wasn’t that.

 

I’d walked this path so many times that I was now familiar enough to navigate it with my eyes closed.

 

Arriving in front of the Lord’s office, I stood before the door, took a deep breath, then knocked.

 

“Come in.”

 

When I opened the door and entered, I saw two men sitting facing each other on the sofa.

 

One was Callix Crowbell, and the other was…

 

‘Isn’t that the cult member I met in District 9?’

 

We’d only met briefly, but he was quite memorable, and above all, he had a handsome face that was hard to forget once seen.

 

‘Why is that man here?’

 

The man also seemed to recognize me and widened his eyes. Light seeped into his previously dazed pupils, then he smiled brightly and jumped up.

 

“Ugh!”

 

Then he charged at me like a wild boar and hugged me without giving me a chance to dodge.

 

“I finally found you!”

 

What?

 

“I’ve been searching for you for so long, but you were hiding here. No wonder I couldn’t find you!”

 

“What are you… Let go of me first!”

 

I pushed the man away with all my strength, but he didn’t budge. We were similar in build, so how could he be this strong?

 

“I said let go…!”

 

“Stop.”

 

Callix Crowbell, who had approached at some point, grabbed the man’s neck and pulled him off in one motion.

 

The man who hadn’t budged when I pushed fell away as easily as a piece of paper.

 

“What are you doing?”

 

“What do you mean? I was greeting her because I was happy to see her after so long.”

 

The man answered with a bright smile.

 

“Do you two know each other?”

 

“Of course. We know each other well.”

 

The man answered Callix Crowbell’s question first.

 

“No. He’s a stranger.”

 

I, who had been frozen in bewilderment, answered half a beat late.

 

Then the man looked at me with an expression as if he was deeply hurt.

 

“We met before.”

 

“We just bumped into each other in passing, that’s all.”

 

“Then we know each other.”

 

He said matter-of-factly.

 

“They say even brushing sleeves is fate.”

 

I guess that saying exists here too.

 

“Then you’d know everyone who passes by. I’ll say it again – I don’t know this man. And I don’t want to know him in the future either.”

 

Since there’s nothing good about knowing a cult member, I spoke firmly.

 

Then the man looked like he was about to cry, and Callix Crowbell raised the corners of his mouth as if satisfied.

 

“Rael, looks like you made another strange assumption on your own.”

 

“It’s not an assumption…”

 

“It is. You did this before too.”

 

From what I heard, it seemed this wasn’t the first time this man had done something like this.

 

“Then this.”

 

The man took out a small orb from his pocket and held it out. It was the Arcana I had dropped when I bumped into him before.

 

“What color does this look like to you?”

 

Hearing those words reminded me of what Alan Kranter had told me before.

 

That the color of Arcana appears different to each person.

 

And that there are only blue, green, and white colors – no red.

 

‘Come to think of it, I told this man before that the orb looked red to me.’

 

Is he acting friendly because of what I said?

 

Is he trying to recruit me into his cult group because it’s strange that I see it as red?

 

I didn’t know the exact reason why the man was acting this way, but this much was certain.

 

I shouldn’t say that the Arcana looks red.

 

“Blue.”

 

I answered with a calm expression.

 

“It’s a brilliant blue that reminds me of the ocean.”

 

“What? That can’t be. You definitely said it was red before!”

 

“Did I say that?”

 

I added cheekily.

 

“I don’t remember, but if I did, maybe it was because of the sunlight? The sunlight was intense then.”

 

“No. That can’t be. You definitely said you saw it as red…”

 

The man muttered with a dazed expression like someone who had lost everything in the world, then slumped down on the spot.

 

Is this really something to be so devastated about?

 

I looked down at the man, feeling a bit flustered.

 

Callix Crowbell, who had been silently watching the situation, grabbed the man’s arm and forcibly pulled him up.

 

“Now that you’re done with your delusion, do your job.”

 

“This doesn’t make sense…”

 

When the man still couldn’t quite come to his senses, Callix Crowbell sighed and grabbed him by the collar.

 

“Raellion Silvert. Don’t forget why you came here.”

 

The man blinked slowly, then looked at me again. His pupils, now devoid of light, became dazed again.

 

“…You said it was for the cats.”

 

“I said Felidae, I never said cats.”

 

“Ah, that’s right.”

 

When the man nodded as if he understood, Callix Crowbell let go of his collar.

 

“Then hurry up. We don’t have time.”

 

“Got it.”

 

I have no idea what kind of conversation this is.

 

I understand even less why I was called here.

 

I was looking at the two men in bewilderment when the man turned to look at me.

 

“Ugh!”

 

At the same time, I felt pain on the back of my hand. I reflexively clutched my hand and stepped back.

 

There was a wound on the back of my hand that looked like it had been cut by something sharp, and red blood was beading up on it.

 

What? When did I get hurt?

 

“I need to collect blood, so give me your hand.”

 

The man who had stepped closer grabbed my injured hand.

 

I tried to pull my hand away in confusion, but once again, he didn’t budge.

 

The man dripped my blood onto a metal ring that looked like a bracelet.

 

The metal ring that absorbed my blood turned red, then changed back to silver.

 

Strange patterns like the ones I’d seen at the West Tower Gate were engraved on the ring’s surface.

 

The whole process was so creepy that I shuddered.

 

“Is it finished?”

 

“Yeah. Now I just need to put it around your neck… Oh.”

 

The man looked at me and let out a short exclamation.

 

“I made it cat-sized since you’re a cat, but now I can’t put it around your neck.”

 

He was trying to put that thing around my neck?

 

“It looks like it would fit around her wrist.”

 

Callix Crowbell said, pointing to my wrist.

 

“That would be better.”

 

The man nodded and put the metal ring around my wrist regardless of my opinion.

 

With a click, the cold metal touched my skin.

 

I shuddered and hurriedly moved away from them.

 

“W-what is this?”

 

I asked, raising the arm with the metal ring.

 

“A collar for pets…”

 

“It’s a magical device that prevents bastards like Conrad Marlo and Fabian Noguen from approaching you.”

 

When the man started to say something, Callix Crowbell cut him off.

 

He seemed to say something about pets, but did I mishear?

 

“I don’t need something like this.”

 

While blocking people like Fabian Noguen would be useful, I didn’t want to wear such a disturbing object.

 

“Please take this back.”

 

“That won’t work.”

 

The man shook his head.

 

“That collar has already accepted you as its host, so it absolutely…”

 

Before the man could finish speaking, I removed the metal ring.

 

The man’s eyes widened in surprise.

 

“…It shouldn’t be possible to remove?”

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