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Location- Southern Region, Blossom District, Sky Blossom City, Dungeon Highway, Barren Lands, Central Tower, Blood Rock Cave Gate Dungeon, Inter-Realm City, Sector DS0909, Central Area, Blight Brood Club
Speaking of refreshments, Mak Tul realized that the staff he ordered to bring the most expensive liquor in their club never returned. Were his staff really lazing around?
Mak Tul shook his head as this thought crossed his mind knowing that the club staff would not dare to do so. So, what was taking them so long to get a bottle of expensive liquor?
Puzzled, Mak Tul wanted to go check on his staff. But he could not leave the Chaos Dwarf unattended. He could called upon some a.s.sociates to entertain the esteemed guest but he did not want to share the merit of recruiting the service of a Chaos Dwarf with anyone.
So in the end, Mak Tul walked back into the office with a gentle simple on his face. Only to hear the Chaos Dwarf ask, "So, have you decided?"
"Esteemed Guest, before we continue with the meeting how about I show you to Blight Brood Club's spirit liquor collection?," Mak Tul proposed knowing that Chaos Dwarf young or old could never say not to liquor.
"Sure, let us do that," Wyatt answered Mak Tul appearing to be conflicted with his decision but then finally giving in to his desires. Wyatt was not here to make any business deal but to infiltrate the Blight Brood Club, so had to play the part of a Chaos Dwarf which meant reacting like one. As a young Chaos Dwarf if he were to say no to liquor then his reply would indeed raise suspicion in Mak Tul. Maybe not about his ident.i.ty but about his story and the reason why he was here.
"Haha, esteemed guest I guarantee that you will not be disappointed," Mak Tul laughed finding the young Chaos Dwarf cute as he thought, 'No matter how smart one is, they all are slaves to their desires.'
"You better," Wyatt said as he followed Mak Tul out of the office.
As Wyatt and Mak Tul made their way to the warehouse containing the spirit liquor, they heard a loud argument.
"a.s.sistant Manager Nim Tul, please understand. I cannot give you the last bottle of Island Spirit Liquor, Manager Mak Tul has asked for it to entertain his client," the staff begged but Nim Tul did not seem to care. He shoved and proceeded to grab the last island spirit liquor on the shelf.
"Nim Tul, I see you are growing arrogant day by day. Do I have to remind you that you are still an a.s.sistant Manager and not a Manager yet?" Mak Tul yelled at Nim Tul before he could grab the last bottle of Island Spirit Liquor.
"Manager Mak Tul," the staff who was shoved by Nim Tul exclaimed seeing that Mak Tul had personally come to the warehouse with the esteemed guest.
"A—-" Nim Tul wanted to argue with Mak Tul but seeing the Dwarf next to him he paused to confirm if his eyes were not lying to him. The Dwarf next to Mak Tul was indeed a Chaos Dwarf. Confirming this Nim Tul immediately fixed his expression and had a wide smile on his face. Even though in his mind he contemplated how Mak Tul got in touch with a Chaos Dwarf, that too a demon merchant Chaos Dwarf. He felt Mak Tul had insane luck.
"Manager Mak Tul," Nim Tul did not let his jealousy show on his face and hurriedly greeted Mak Tul and proceeded to introduce himself to the Chaos Dwarf, "h.e.l.lo, Esteemed guest, I am a.s.sistant Manager Nim Tul. Please order me if you need anything, I will make it my life's mission to satisfy your needs."
"Nim Tul, get back to your client. I am attending to the Esteemed guest," Mak Tul was aware of what Nim Tul was planning. It couldn't be more obvious. So, he did not bother to appear polite toward him. Then he sent a text to Nim Tul through merchant codex informing him, 'Nim Tul, the Chaos Dwarf has accepted my Xavier-level guest invitation. So stop clowning around and wasting your time here.'
"Manager Mak Tul, I am sure you can use some help," Even though Nim Tul learned that Mak Tul had already registered the Chaos Dwarf with the club as his guest and client, he did not plan to back off as leaving a good impression on a Chaos Dwarf would not hurt his career who knows it might even help his career.
Wyatt stepped back seeing Mak Tul and Nim Tul's fur stand erect. He looked at the Manager and the a.s.sistant Manager go head to head against each other, fighting over him. He did not appreciate it but he did not plan to stop them either. Because he wanted more of the club's management to know that Mak Tul was hogging a Chaos Dwarf client all to himself. This way the pressure on Mak Tul would increase and he would go to questionable lengths to ensure that he gets the credit for recruiting a Chaos Dwarf.
Mak Tul and Nim Tul belonged to the Furry Stickman Dark race. They had a tall and thin humanoid body but their entire body was covered in flamboyant fur which was a peculiar trait for a dark race to have. Seeing how both had the last name Tul, they should hail from the same tribe of the Furry Stickman race. It was a known fact that when angered or threatened the fur of the Furry Stick race would stand erect like thorns. Right now Mak Tul and Nim Tul's fur were standing erect, showing that they were angry at each other. Considering their job this was the worst trait they could have.
However, this was what applied to the clients about them. As the clients feel less guarded toward them knowing that their fur would give away their feelings. However, with enough practice, the Furry Stickman race can control their emotions hence control the reaction of their furs to a certain limit. Thanks to this they could take advantage of unsuspecting Clients and Guests.