Death's Disciple [Sys Apoc, OP Villain MC, LitRPG] Chapter 46: 1.46 Untrusting

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1.46 Untrusting Chapter 46 It was almost disappointing at that point, to think that a would-be evil guild leader and murderer, would be trying to turn on me. I had hoped that my alliance with Gerard would be a good one, given I was doing him quite the favor by taking the heat for everything he had done. And yes, I do understand the irony of being so tilted against Gerard, given everything I would end up doing in the future. But again, I’m not a hero, and let’s be honest with each other, humans are complicated. I think that’s been shown to you so far. So I ask you to forgive me for being the kettle in this particular situation. Regardless, I found myself once again rushing towards Paragon Headquarters not knowing exactly how screwed over I was going to be. There’s no way he knows who Noah Lenkov actually is. I assured myself in the car. I knew what class Gerard had, and it damn well wasn’t a Seer class. Plus, they were far too rare for Gerard to have had one in his pocket at Inevitability Guild. If he did, Richard would have let me know. So I didn’t head into the building lobby thinking about rushing in to start killing people like I had when Lucilla caused a stir. I was mostly just confused and irritated. How is he going to try to fuck me over? What’s his angle here? I stepped out of the elevator into the top-floor lobby where Natalya was already waiting. She was standing outside Barry’s office, preening at her navy blue pencil skirt with one hand while fidgeting with her glasses with the other. Her eyes widened a fraction when she saw me, and I made a conscious effort to restrain my presence with [Aura Mastery] just in case. “Adam, there’s been a change since we last talked,” Natalya walked over to me quickly, her heels clacking against the tile floor. I stopped, noting something different in her expression than just basic worry. Her normal demeanor, usually straight-backed and proper, was off. Her shoulders were pulled in, a hint of fear radiating from her. Oh? “Someone else showed up while you were gone,” she said. I glanced at the door to the office. In real life, just as in games, doorways were the nemesis of all. And beyond this particular one was a danger that looked to be growing larger and larger for me. “Who is this someone, exactly?” I asked. “Colonel Nieve,” she said in a whisper. “I tried to stop him, but he barged in despite my protests. He’s quite rude, I do say so myself.” “Your assessment of him is rather apt,” I agreed. “Thank you,” she fidgeted with her glasses again. “I don’t know what he wants; he closed the door right after going inside.” “I’ll be wary, thank you, Natalya.” “You’re welcome, sir.” “I suggest you stay outside for this. Just in case.” “Understood.” I gave her a faint smile before closing the distance to the office and stepping inside. The room hadn’t changed at all since the last time I was inside. The furniture remained the same, with what I imagined was the exact same stack of paperwork sitting on Barry’s desk. He should probably have an assistant do that stuff for him. Is that what Natalya is for? No, her class ability makes her far more valuable than a paper pusher. But I get the feeling that’s the kind of job she would actually love. I thought idly as my eyes scanned over the rest of the room. There was, of course, one change to the room since my last visit. Two, actually. Gerard sat on the couch across from the armchair Lucilla had once inhabited. While Colonel Nieve—though I doubt he held that same rank anymore, maybe General Nieve was more correct now—stood over by the window. Barry was leaning with his hip against his desk, looking almost bored. They all stirred anxiously as I entered, like it was Christmas morning and they couldn’t open up presents until the whole family was gathered in the living room, so they had been waiting on me to get at their goodies. “Adam, thank you again for getting here so fast.” Barry moved to greet me with a smile and a hand on my shoulder. “Took him l