Cheetah Division, Whale Division... Cat Division?
After glancing at the three deputy directors who had fairly calm expressions but a hint of wariness in their eyes, Leon slightly nodded in greeting and then proactively started the conversation:
"Greetings to the three deputy directors. During the days when Director Olivia will not be around, we’ll be relying on you three."
"Uh... It’s our duty, it’s our duty."
"No problem, no problem."
"You’re too kind, you’re too kind."
Seemingly surprised that Leon would be so "easy-going", the three deputy directors were a bit taken aback, but quickly responded with a series of polite exchanges, and the atmosphere in the director’s office instantly became harmonious.
"Alright, now that you’ve all met."
After Leon’s pleasantries with the three deputy directors, the red-haired director flashed her sly and charming fox-like eyes and smilingly said:
"Then I should prepare to set off. As you know, the Sagittarius Board is pushing hard, so starting a bit early is..."
"Please wait a moment!"
Seeing that the red-haired director seemed ready to leave, a middle-aged woman from the Cat Division hurriedly spoke up to stop her:
"Director Olivia, besides introducing us ahead of time, there’s another matter you haven’t addressed!"
"Oh, right, there’s another matter, my apologies."
After offering a rather insincere apology, the red-haired director turned to Leon and explained:
"It’s , Director Misha and the others heard some unreliable rumors from the cleaner who participated in the promotion assessment last time, so they’re a bit concerned about your ’discipline’, and asked me to communicate with you in advance."
Communicate? It’s actually to "suppress," right?
Instantly understanding the meaning behind the red-haired director’s words, Leon couldn’t help but frown slightly but nodded and proactively assured the three deputy directors:
"Please rest assured, I actually act very measuredly, unless encountering very special circumstances, I won’t act on impulse. In the coming half-month or so, I will conduct myself carefully and follow orders, you need not worry about such matters."
Although Leon appeared a little displeased, he still responded very cooperatively without any intention to defy. The three deputy directors who came to support couldn’t help but exchange glances and simultaneously let out a sigh of relief inwardly.
The little old man from the Whale Division, slightly embarrassed, then also proactively explained:
"Sorry, it seems we’ve been overly cautious, but you understand the situation too. In the Virgin Branch’s jurisdiction, there are two royal bloodlines, likely becoming the primary target for Slaughter King Association’s attack.
So, to ensure the situation remains stable and controllable, we have to be extra cautious, aiming to avoid any unforeseen factors, inevitably considering more... hehe..."
Noting the deep-seated apprehension or prejudice the three deputy directors had towards him, Leon nodded and stopped speaking further but turned to the red-haired director and asked:
"Director, aside from these two matters, is there anything else?"
"There is one more thing..."
Before the red-haired director could speak, the last deputy director from the Cheetah Division reached out, handing over a beast tooth necklace, and smilingly said:
"This necklace is for contact. If you wear it around your neck, as long as you don’t leave the Royal Capital too far, we can contact you anytime, and if you run into any trouble, it helps us get there quickly to provide support."
So... once I put on this thing, you can monitor my location and status at all times, while I remain oblivious to you?
Immediately catching on to the young man’s real intentions, Leon was silent for a moment, then reached out to take the beast tooth necklace, gently stroking the dog tooth coated with patina on it.
[Name: Water Hound Collar (Respond, Attention, Bind)]
[Appearance: A somewhat ugly, ancient-styled necklace, base made from the collar of a large canine creature, adorned with a pair of crystallized canine eyes, along with four heavily worn enamel canine teeth; it emits a sharp bark when worn]
[Ability: Respond to Call, Vision Sharing, Throttle Eating Constriction]
[Cost: Continuous consumption of user’s Contamination Value]
[File: Originating from special ancient abnormal objects of Water Hounds, the wearer can, like the now-extinct ancient Water Hounds, hear calls directed at them from very far distances. The crystallized Water Hound eyes will immediately revive, sharing the surrounding vision with the caller.
Moreover, as ancient Water Hounds often self-servingly swallow small prey upon acquisition, to prevent such occurrences, their collars are tightly constricted, and this abnormal object inherits similar characteristics, able to prevent specific ingestion behaviors of the wearer]
[Evaluation: An invisible dog chain without a leash; believe me, you wouldn’t want to wear it]
[Contamination Value: 3.5]
So this so-called beast tooth necklace was actually fashioned from a dog leash?
Seeing through the true nature of the beast tooth necklace, Leon’s expression slightly cooled, but he didn’t immediately voice a query; instead, he looked doubtfully towards the red-haired director.
What’s the matter with these three guys? Did they come specifically to mess with me?
Probably not, they indeed received orders to come and support.
Then what’s with the dog chain? Haven’t they seen my file? How could I possibly wish to wear such a thing?
They likely have seen your file, but there is a traitor in the division not yet caught, so I didn’t write everything truthfully in your file; they don’t fully understand your abilities.
That’s utterly ridiculous, how did these three clowns make division head?
Normally, they may be cautious, keen, and talented, but not necessarily smart enough.
So they insisted on calling me so you’d suppress me to voluntarily wear this thing?
Clearly, that’s their plan.
Through an exchange of glances and scattered soul signal interactions, Leon quickly grasped the red-haired director’s intentions and silently brought the Black Goat out from the Mirror World.
"Hey, this won’t do!"
Thinking Leon didn’t intend to wear the beast tooth necklace himself but rather hang it around the Black Goat’s neck, the director from the Cheetah Division’s face changed slightly. He then laughed and said:
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With a sudden mouthful of thick spit from an old smoker’s special, the informed Black Goat widened its eyes and, without disappointing, blasted out:
"The three of you scoundrels! You think you’re worthy of chaining me? I’m telling you, damn it! Only that my thing hasn’t been found yet today; or otherwise, I’d show you why I’m your wild father!"