Dyke Enterprises' Offer

Is that what this person meant? There is no coincidence like this. 

Leo chuckled as he put the cutter into his bosom. 

"If you sold it for money, it would be the customer's property. Why is it yours?" 

"Damn… This is why I can't communicate with people who don't know the spirit of craftsmanship." 

The man sighed deeply and waved his hands. 

"Okay. Anyway, since you have that, I guess you're my customer. If you need anything later, come to the store. Sorry about what happened today." 

After saying that, he disappeared without even waiting for an answer. 

The problem is that Leo doesn't know who he is or where the store is. 

'I'll ask Jenny later if I remember.' 

Come to think of it, I had decided to devise a means to gather information, but I was just sitting there blankly doing nothing. 

I can't just rely on Jenny or Jordan's words, so I'll have to find a way... It seems like it'll be difficult without taking the initiative. 

I shook my head and headed home. 

Two days passed, and as soon as Leo received a call from Jenny, he went out of the studio apartment again. 

[I got a request right after my name was registered on the deep web. But this time…. I think you'll have to make the decision yourself.] 

Dyke Enterprises 

The situation seems quite serious, making it difficult to ignore her trembling voice. 

"… … … " 

"Ban, this way." 

As he entered, Jordan immediately took him to the inner office. 

This is the place used when dealing with Amnak Pharmaceuticals. 

Two people sitting on soft chairs waiting for him. 

Jenny sitting across from him, and a man in a suit with his back turned to Leo. 

Unusually, she dyes her hair a very bright blue-green and wears earrings dangling from her ears. 

At the sound of the door opening, the man turned around and waved. 

"Ah, you came." 

He is a man who wears a suit and sleek shoes but still gives off a somewhat rough vibe. 

Although no magical power leaked from his body, Leo never underestimated the man. 

There are plenty of opponents in this world who don't seem to have any magical power on the outside. 

I don't know if it's because of an innate constitution like Maoren's, or because there's a huge difference in level like the ascendant. 

As Leo sat down next to Jenny, Jordan quietly closed the door and disappeared down the hallway. 

Certainly, he was more inclined to avoid unnecessary interference in such matters. 

Even though the two were seated, the man stared at Leo for a while without saying anything. 

The strong interest in those eyes in turn piqued Leo's curiosity. 

"Is this your first time seeing a wizard?" 

"Oh. This is my first time seeing you." 

An answer beyond imagination. 

Only then did the man smile. It was a strange smile that stretched from ear to ear. 

A sharp, tingling sensation on the skin. This is not the kind of attitude a client would want to display. 

"It's really amazing." 

"… … .." 

"I've seen a few guys who fight well among those who work alone, but this is the first time I've seen a wizard. He's not even a Gara, he's a real, proper guy." 

"Hey." 

Leo said with a blank expression. 

"Uh?" 

"Do you know me?" 

"…. what?" 

"I don't know why you're acting like a brat in front of someone you're meeting for the first time." 

Phew!! 

As I raised my body, I immediately drew up my magical power. 

Rotate your magic power to the max and crush the man in front of you. 

Leo's magical powers had grown to the point where he could actually physically interfere if he used his full power. 

Leo slowly took out the cutter from his bosom while looking at the man's face that was turning blue in an instant. 

Jiiing…!! 

Leo spoke softly, holding the sparking cutter in front of the man's eyes. 

"If you want to delegate work, you have to speak straight out of the blue. Not by subtly provoking someone and measuring their angles." 

Leo wasn't very familiar with this type of person, but he had a rough idea of how to deal with them. 

He is a person who constantly checks whether the opponent is stronger or weaker than him, and once he thinks he has the upper hand, he maintains that attitude until the end. 

Instead of sitting still and watching how things would turn out, it would have been better to press hard from the beginning so that there would be no resistance. 

And Leo already had the ability to do that. 

Jenny didn't say anything from the moment Leo stood up. 

Leo looked down at the man for a moment, then suddenly released the magical power that had been strangling his neck. 

Phew! 

Only then did the man turn his stiff neck and glance up at Leo, then nod. 

"… Okay, I apologize. You're a more temperamental friend than I thought." 

Even though he had been strangled just a moment ago, he was not intimidated and instead smiled brightly in return. 

It was a more pleasant response than expected, but Leo ignored it. 

This man is a qualitatively different type of person than Dylan. 

The fact that he showed this kind of attitude when ordering a commission is proof that the line between friend and foe is blurred. 

Just by appearance alone, it looked more like a beast than a human. 

'It's a beast… .' 

As I thought about it that far, I could roughly guess the man's identity. 

As Leo sat back down, the man started whining again. 

"By the way, is that cutter something that was modified by the old man? I thought it was dead a long time ago, but it looks like it's still alive and doing that kind of stuff." 

"What?" 

"If you don't want to answer, then there's nothing I can do. Just tell me later. Our security chief is really keeping an eye on it." 

The man winked, took a business card out of his pocket, and placed it on the desk. 

"Despite the circumstances, I suppose I should introduce myself. I'm Killian. I work for the support team at the company that made the cutter you were holding." 

At the completely unexpected words, Leo looked down at the cutter he was still holding in his hand. 

Dyke. 

The trademark, drawn elegantly in cursive, was shining vividly. 

The man looked down at the sight with amusement and said: 

"Dyke headquarters wants to hire you directly. What do you think? Would you like to hear the terms?" 

# 

Travel by sedan. 

As you enter the 10th block, you will see tall buildings scattered all around. 

Now, I was starting to get used to the scenery and the memories of the day the delegation arrived came to mind. 

'I encountered a vision near there.' 

Although it was a brief meeting, the conversation with her left a deep impression on Leo's mind. 

If that could be called the status of an ascendant, then he would be the closest person to ascending. 

Leo did not easily forget Madera's warning, but he could not easily find the answer either. 

Alkaid. I searched through my cell phone, the library, and even Jenny's help to find clues about that word, but I found no results. 

If the Ascendant himself tells us to be careful, it can't be something ordinary, but I didn't know it would be shrouded in mystery like this. 

To avoid danger, you must eventually uncover the secret. 

And that wasn't something that could be done by a mere freelancer. 

It was a quick ride along the wide, well-paved road to Dyke's headquarters building. 

An underground parking lot dug under a dizzyingly tall skyscraper. 

Killian opened the car door and got out, then immediately started walking ahead. 

"Do you know what our company does?" 

"… More or less." 

As you can see from the laser cutter that Leo uses, Dyke Enterprises has grown from its original factory that manufactured industrial tools to its current size. 

It was also well known that the company, with its strong capital power, had entered the arms business as well as the industrial equipment business. 

Because of that, I heard there was a war of nerves with Achilles, which previously manufactured several military products including security equipment, but it seems it wasn't a crisis big enough to close down the business. 

As soon as you leave the parking lot, take the elevator straight to the upper floor. 

An elevator that quickly rises upwards with a feeling of sinking in the body. 

Outside the transparent glass door, the forest of buildings in the 10th District was visible at a glance. 

"If you know, the conversation will be quicker. Our planning team leader wants to hire you. She'll tell you the details, but if the conversation goes well, you'll be hired temporarily as a member of the support team." 

"I haven't heard a word yet about what I'm going to do." 

"That's why we brought the wizard here so we could hear it from now on." 

Tiring! 

The elevator door opened, revealing a neatly decorated hallway. 

The interior is neat, the floor is covered with a thick carpet, and a warm breeze blows in from somewhere. 

Killian walked straight down the hallway, opened the unusually large glass door, and went inside. 

"Panoah. I brought it. This is the guy." 

"… … I would have told you to call me in advance when you came in." 

The bespectacled woman who had been looking at the monitor slowly turned her head and answered. 

He has an average appearance, but the corners of his mouth are stiff, giving him a somewhat resolute impression. 

She looked Leo up and down with a calm gaze and offered him a seat. 

"Thank you for your hard work coming here. Please take a seat." 

As she sat down on the sofa across from the desk, Panoa tapped away at the keyboard a few more times before getting up and approaching Leo. 

She skilfully poured him a cup of tea and handed it to him. She sat down across from him and looked at him quietly. 

"Can I go now?" 

She responded to Killian's words without even turning her head, as he was blankly watching her from behind. 

"I've sent you about four other resumes by email, so check them all and prioritize them. I'll call you later to check." 

Only after Killain had closed the office door and left, grumbling, did Panoa extend her hand to Leo. 

"Nice to meet you. My name is Panoa Bellucci, Planning Manager at Dyke." 

"It's half." 

After a brief handshake, Leo asked. 

"I have a question." 

"Yes, go ahead." 

"If you are the planning team leader, how much weight do you have within the company?" 

"I would like to ask why you are curious about that." 

"I'd like to know exactly what scale Dyke's intention is to hire me. To be honest, I haven't heard a full explanation." 

He continues, nodding to the glass door. 

"I don't think we can expect much from that werewolf." 

Perhaps because his words were quite unexpected, Panoa's reply was delayed for a moment. 

"… So, you know that Killian is a werewolf. Did he tell you?" 

"no." 

Leo answered. 

"I got a rough idea after killing one." 

"… … … ." 

Panoa, who had been silent, spoke. 

"Armed conflicts between support teams are strictly prohibited." 

"That's something I'll decide after I hear your story." 

Panoa seemed to sense that something of a war of nerves had been going on between the two just from those words. 

"… … It seems that Killian was rude. I will apologize on his behalf." 

He was a very quick-witted person. He didn't seem to have any unnecessary pride. 

"So, what's the answer to my question?" 

"I just want you to know that I can directly influence the direction of the company's business. And hiring a half-wizard is part of a project that I personally suggested to the board."