Chapter 137: Egypt’s Might (4)
Han-Yeol was intrigued by what had happened just now. He wondered, ‘I wonder how the Hunters’ Association is going to react from now on?’
The Hunters’ Association had three choices after this incident. They could give up on asking for help from the Horus raid party and create a coalition of domestic raid parties, or they could try approaching the Horus raid party with a new proposal.
Both the former and the latter had their advantages and disadvantages, but it was up to the Hunters’ Association to decide which one they were going to choose at the end of the day.
The only people left in the meeting room were Choi Tae-Ki, who was the downcast manager from the Hunters’ Association packing up his things, Han-Yeol, and Mujahid.
Mujahid approached Han-Yeol and said, [I had a lot of expectations since it was an offer from the country of the great warrior, but I must say that I am quite disappointed. Giving tax exemption as a reward is already absurd if they were to offer it to their own raid parties, but offering that to a foreign raid party is just preposterous. It seems that Tayarana noonim is quite upset about this.]
Keke!
Mujahid clasped both of his hands behind his head and chattered as if he was close friends with Han-Yeol.
Han-Yeol was not a fan of unfamiliar guys acting like they were his friends, but Mujahid was special in many ways. First off, he was a prince, so Han-Yeol did not feel that he was going to be getting the shorter end of the stick by being friends with him. Furthermore, he looked so cute and innocent that Han-Yeol thought it was going to be fun hanging out with him.
[Is Tara someone who would get upset over something like this?] Han-Yeol asked.
[Oh! As expected of the great warrior-nim! You are already calling noonim by her nickname.]
[Hmm? You don’t call her by her nickname...?]
Han-Yeol was a bit flustered after calling Tayarana by her nickname when even her brother, who was technically her half-brother, did not use it.
[Well, I’m fine with it. Besides, Tayarana noonim is not so fond of me anyway.]
‘Yeah, you talk too much, that’s why...’?Han-Yeol thought.
Han-Yeol had learned at an early age that a person had to be flexible, changing up their style of interaction depending on who they were talking to. He was composed and indifferent to composed and indifferent people while he was more chatty with talkative people.
Of course, Tayarana could be called the Queen of Indifference judging by her character.
There were naturally some exceptions to this, because some composed and indifferent people did not mind if they were talking to someone chatty.
However, Mujahid was an exception as he had a motor equipped in his mouth. He seemingly shot out infinite words at one go. He was so talkative that Tayarana had probably given up on liking him even though he was her own brother.
A good example of how talkative Mujahid was would be Mariam, who was quite indifferent but more sociable compared to Tayarana. She could not stand him at all.
Well, that was not the case for Han-Yeol as he did not really mind Mujahid’s chatty nature.
[I am certain that things will work out between you siblings. Hang in there.]
[Wow! My heart feels lighter after being comforted by the great warrior-nim! Ah! It is a huge relief that a comrade who I will be spending a long time with is already so nice to me from the start. You are making me want to offer a prayer of gratitude to Ra-nim!]
‘Huh...? What the hell is he saying right now?’?Han-Yeol was flustered as he tried to decipher the meaning behind ‘spending a long time together’.
[Ah, I forgot to formally introduce myself. My name is Mujahid Ptolemaic. I have received the command of my father, the President of Egypt, Phaophator Ptolemaic-nim, to assist Han-Yeol-nim from now on. I hope that you will graciously accept me as your disciple from now on.] Mujahid crossed his arms over his chest in an X and knelt in front of Han-Yeol.
When the Egyptian prince asked to be his disciple, Han-Yeol was flabbergasted and shocked. ‘W-What the hell is he doing?!’
Han-Yeol did not even have the luxury these days to take care of himself, so how was he supposed to take in a disciple?!
‘No, this could be a good thing...’?he thought.
Mujahid was not some random guy on the street asking to be his disciple. He was a prince of Egypt. It was true that he was a bit burdensome, but he was certainly going to be a useful ally one day.
‘They say that money and power are things that you can never have enough of,’?Han-Yeol thought before approaching Mujahid and helping him stand up.
[You cannot do this as a prince of a country. I will accept you as my disciple, so please stand up.]
[Hahaha, thank you very much! I was getting quite worried that you would reject me. How was I supposed to go back to Egypt and explain to my father then? Thank you very much!] Mujahid smiled brightly and sincerely thanked Han-Yeol. n0VElusb.c0M
Han-Yeol felt quite good after seeing the prince’s gratitude.
[Oh, where are my manners? I am now your disciple, so we should decide on how to address each other. I believe that I should address you as my master from now on, so please speak comfortably to me from this point onward. It will be uncomfortable for me if my master speaks to me so courteously.]
[Haha, I’m fine with that, but on one condition. I hope that you will stop calling me the great warrior from now on and just call me by my name.]
Truthfully, Han-Yeol cringed whenever Mujahid was calling him the great warrior. The prince might have addressed him in that way as a show of respect, but Han-Yeol did not have a chuuni side to him so he barely had any tolerance to such cringey titles.
[Alright, Han-Yeol-nim.] Mujahid instantly smiled and agreed.
[I look forward to working with you from now on, Mujahid.] Han-Yeol extended his hand to Mujahid, who shook it in response.
***
A ‘be on call’ order was issued to the entire Horus raid party the day after Han-Yeol had accepted Mujahid as his disciple.
Han-Yeol was stuck at home doing nothing, but it was not all that bad. He loved being at home doing nothing. In fact, he now had a proper justification for staying at home and doing nothing this time.
“Kyu! Kyu! Kyu!”
With Mavros around, Han-Yeol found staying at home even more fun now. He did not have a single second of boredom as he had to run around and satisfy the baby dragon’s curiosity.
The dragon was quite curious these days, since he was still young and everything was new and fascinating to him.
“I’m going!”
Pak! Whoooooosh!
“Kyuuuuuuu!”
Han-Yeol kicked a ball before Mavros ran after it.
There were a lot of empty lawns in the mansion, but most of them had been converted into the baby dragon’s playground in recent days.
Just as Han-Yeol was busy playing with Mavros, his sensitive ears picked up a commotion at his mansion’s front gate.
Vrooom!
Han-Yeol wolf-whistled.
Whiiiik!
“Kyuuuu!”
Mavros heard the whistle and immediately turned away from the ball to run back to Han-Yeol. The most important thing for the baby dragon was not the ball or his other toys but Han-Yeol.
Running toward Han-Yeol and jumping into his arms, Mavros then went up to Han-Yeol’s head and nested at his usual spot.
Then, Han-Yeol noticed that Mavros had grown. He felt the baby dragon’s heavier-than-usual weight the moment he nested on his head. Feeling amazed, he thought, ‘Mavros is growing really fast.’
With Mavros resting on his head, Han-Yeol went over to the front gate to see what the commotion was all about. Then, he saw a truck with the familiar mark of the pharaoh on it followed by a row of trucks with construction materials on them.
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