boyutpedia Chapter 226: Parrot
Chapter 226: Parrot
Chapter 226: Parrot
Jamal was the first to answer as he raised his hand:
"Bossman, the boss is still in the kitchen, head honcho, Sir!"
Emir's exasperated face showed itself.
"You fucking shit face. Choose a title and stick with it!"
And like routine, all of the family began laughing their ass off.
"Yes, head honcho, boss, Sir!"
Faye, who had her ears covered by Logan jumped out of his lap and ran towards him.
"Grandpa! Grandpa! Carry me!"
A smiling Emir grabbed her cute little cheeks and began squeezing them.
"Little Faye, do I look that old to you?"
"...B-But your pops boss right?"
Emir looked up at Logan, only to see him shake his head.
"I don't know either... It's probably 'cause she watched The Godfather 11 or something."
He kneeled to little Faye level, and tapped his shoulders, inviting her to sit.Nôv(el)B\\jnn
Her black twin tails bobbed up and down as she giggled, her brown eyes bright.
"Thank you, grandpa!"
With Faye atop his right shoulder, Emir approached his chair while passing by Kiera and her gang.
He gave them a few taps on the way and then relaxed on his seat.
His hands sat on its comfortable armrests and his back leaned on its red cushion.
Faye climbed up and was now sitting on his head, her little feet were swinging wildly out of her skirt.
The sight was ridiculous, but their leader's gaze didn't even allow their minds to entertain that thought.
"So, tell me, how were y'all doing while I was away?"
"Tell meeee."
Emir's question appeared to be a regular thing as three people stood up to report.
Elijah was the first:
"I learned a new ability, Grim Veil, the third one in my Reaper path."
Emir raised a brow while asking:
"Anything else?"
Elijah shook his head.
"No big bro, Kiera can report the rest."
Emir nodded.
"And you know what this means, don't you?"
"Yes, it's the signs of a coming monster tide."
Emir's laugh soon reverberated through the room, joined by Faye, as she parroted his every
action.
"That's why you're the platoon leader Kiera, good job."
And a collective gasp followed.
Emir knew the reason why as their faces told him enough.
They all probably thought a variation of:
'Boss's been handing out compliments today.'
'Did his rank up affect his mood or something?'
If only they knew the real reason...
Mayhem would ensue.
They soon composed themselves and Raymond the three musketeers elected leader stood up.
"Bossman-"
"Are you seriously going to call me that?"
"Call him grandpa! Ancestor pops!"
They cut him off but Raymond acted like he didn't hear anything and continued:
"Bossman, we three have been hard at work like always."
"And to summarize, our non-elite competitors no longer stand a chance as our supply of
Relics is almost never-ending."
"It's the same for our Hunter's Den side of the business, but we seem to have hit a
bottleneck."
"The supply is too high, and we don't have enough demand."
"Most of our relics aren't needed by the UEF either so we have to mostly rely on our customer
base, which are normal hunters or clients from other companies."
"But they too seemed to have had their fill."
"Anyways, that's the situation. Do you have any questions... bossman?"
Emir eyed Raymond for a long moment till he breathed:
"Did Jamal put you up to this?"
A loud cackle from Jamal echoed in response.
"Of course bossman! You need to be shown the respect you deserve!"
Emir was about to reprimand him but his words stopped as he heard someone knock on the
door.