The Absolute beast Tamer-Chapter 130: THE EXPERT IS GONE (2)

Lady Theodora: "So the one you have brought back is a customer!!"

Lady Theodore did not know if she wanted to laugh at this incredible coincidence or be angry at the little manager who was oblivious to his mistake.

The elder gentleman, together with his family were slightly shocked by the huge amount paid in the transaction regarding the young expert.

"After he made the purchase, he just got out and went his way."

The little manager, stuttering, barely answered.

"Ye...ye... Yes, sir, he just piled the Ena crystals and went his way. I…I…I was shocked by his display of wealth and only stood there watching him leave."

Lady Theodora: "Tell me at least you have his name!?"

Feeling the gazes of everyone inside the room concentrated at him, leaving him stumped for words as he truly did not know the name of that young man.

The little manager stayed silent, making the two elders and the lady feel a headache.

Just then the elder potion master came their way with a troubled expression on his face.

"Excuse me, but I have something to report."

Lady Theodora: "Is the portion ready!?"

"No, my lady, after examining the recipe, I tried to recreate it only to find out that this is a fake recipe, completely incorrect. I am sorry to disappoint you, but there is no way to replicate the portion based on that piece of paper."

The young master felt every word coming his way like a hammer smashing on his head as he exploded in anger.

"Then how the hell did the previous young expert manage to do it!? Are you truly a potion master? You are not trying to play the handicap in an amputee hospital, ARE YOU!?"

The elder potion master's face darkened in anger as he pointed his finger at the disrespectful young master, who was fuming in rage.

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"I have taken a 12-hour flight and came directly here, and you are questioning my integrity. There is no need for me to stay in this damn city any longer."

The Elder finally woke up as he tried to mediate and soothe the angered Potion Master, but.

"Sir we do not mean…"

Bang!!

Only the sound of the door slamming was left ringing in the elders' ears. He looked at his grandson as he felt all the strength leave his body; he had never thought of himself as a fool ever before this gathering.

Feeling deflated as if he had aged all at once in that moment, the previously sturdy back of his bent down as he could not help but worry about the future of his corporation and what kind of legacy would be left behind by him to be wasted by this unfilial grandson of his.

Lady Theodora saw there was no meaning to continue this charade, so she excused herself as she exited the room, but after a few steps, she heard the scream of the previously noble young master begging for mercy!!

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The guard standing at the front gate of the Hunts mansion was almost napping as the weather was delightful and everything was peaceful around him. The warm sunlight with a gentle breeze and the melody of the birds flying from one tree to another was like a lullaby for him.

His job might be the easiest in the world and one of the safest; he was the front gate guard of the noble family called The Hunts.

Luckily for him, the nobles he served were true nobles at heart; they did not have an ounce of arrogance in their bones; they interacted with the servants with kindness and regarded every single person working on their estate as a member of their family.

No one would be foolish enough to disturb this noble's family house, so this made his workload light and easy.

And today was no different, just like any other day, until this beggar appeared out of nowhere.

"Sir, I want to see the master of the house. I'm here to collect my loan."

The crackled voice and the dirty clothes full of patches with a pushy, untamed beard covering more than half of the man's face appearing out of nowhere in front of the sleeping guard startled him.

"Who...who are you!!? Where did you come from?"

"Who I am is not your business. I want to see the head of this house; he should pay me my loan."

"WHAT!!? Are you drunk or something? Do you think the master of the estate behind me would take a loan from someone like you!!?"

" And what does it have to do with you? Just take me to the master of this house, and you will see how he took a loan from me and did not return it."

"Listen here, man, I don't know if you are drunk or what kind of s***** drugs you are on, but you better talk with respect about the old master of this house. He would never take a loan from someone like you, and even if he did, he would have already returned it as agreed upon. Now you will not see the master of this house, so why don't you go back home before I have to force to leave?"

"You can't stop me; no one can stop me from taking what is mine!!"

The beggar discarded the angry guard as he walked past him before jumping above the front gate. The guard was not far behind as he followed the beggar, trying to catch him. He grabbed his hand only for the beggar to break free easily as he turned back towards the guard in a single combination of moves, restraining the guard completely.

Being restrained in less than a second completely alarmed the guard as he immediately tried to access the terminal on his hand to the other guards know about the intruder only to be stopped by the beggar. Taking the last resort, he tried shouting only for a hand to block his mouth.

"Mmmmmmm!!"

"Stop resisting!! I only restrained you to show you that I have some skills, so don't try and take the rough road with me. You can take me to the old master of this house, or I can go there by myself. I am not here to attack anyone. I'm here to get back what I loaned him. Well, I will only attack if he did not pay me back. Do you understand me?"

The completely helpless guard nodded his head furiously.

"I will take my hand off your mouth now; don't scream and take me to your master; your task is simple."

The beggar took his hand off the guard's mouth.

"Ahhh, I will take you to the master, but if you resort to any violence against anyone on this state you have to know that I am not the only guard here; there are hundreds of us all over the estate, and you will not get out alive if you have any nefarious intentions. DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME!!"

"There is no need to shout; I understand you. As long as your master pays me what is mine by right, then all is well. Now take me to him."

Releasing the guard, who walked to a nearby Cart car together with the beggar they entered the small car and drove further inside the estate.

The guard discreetly sent a warning of a potential intruder to the security, which soon reached the ears of Mason Hunt, the owner of this huge estate.

His crafty move did not escape the eyes of the beggar, who completely discarded the guard's action.

The car kept moving until it reached a circular plaza with a huge fountain in the middle; behind it was the massive entrance for the palace-like building.

Usually this place is empty, but right now two rows of Black-clothed men surrounding a single muscular man as if they were waiting for the car to arrive.

As soon as the car stopped, the beggar got off walking nonchalantly, as if all those guards did not exist in his eyes.

Walking straight towards the man in the center.

Mason: "I have heard that someone is here to collect A debt; he even came from the front door. No, this is a first for me."

"Don't tell me that you, the great Noble, don't pay your debts and take what is not yours."

Mason: "I am Mason Hunt. Go around and ask; no hunt has ever left a debt unpaid, whether it's gratitude or blood. Now, which one is yours!?"

"Don't be hasty; until this moment I'm only a guest. Now why don't you show me how the hunts treat their guests? Don't tell me that you receive your guests with a bunch of guards ready to attack at any moment."

The brazen attitude of this beggar completely enraged the guards, who were only waiting for a word from their master to break every bone in the beggar's body.

Mason raised his hand, signaling the guards to calm down.

Mason: "As you have called yourself a guest of mine, then so you will be. Come inside, and we will talk about that debt."

The beggar swaggered after Mason completely at ease; the guards even doubted the source of confidence this beggar had; if it was anyone else sending themselves into the lion's den, they would not be this confident and nonchalant.