Evolution of the Ruined Heir

“Let’s go.”

At Rhett’s words, they both jumped down from the tree. Malakai kicked off from the branches to slow his fall before landing in a silent roll, Rhett already by his side.

“As planned, I’ll do all the talking, alright? You just follow my every move.”

Malakai nodded without a word. In order for this to work, he had to play the perfect role of a local Rhett picked up from the streets of Kaer Thorn District.

Which meant his appearance wasn’t the only thing that needed to look the part.

At his nod, Rhett couldn’t help but smile. They began moving toward the cottage.

They were about 500 meters away from the cottage, barely any buildings in sight, the glowing forest surrounding them.

Their Blood Knight base, as Malakai had confirmed, was located deep, deep in the outskirts of the Kaer Thorn District.

And luckily, the gambling den was located right on the outskirts as well, with only a few buildings around.

“Remind me how you found this place again?” Malakai asked. While trying to prepare his mind for the upcoming events, his thoughts couldn’t help but focus on Rhett, the man who had become his mentor.

There was a reason the captains were always eager to take the veins under them. In the world of the Blood Knights, the first mentor was an important figure in any apprentice Blood Knight’s journey.

They were the ones who introduced them to the grim parts of their world. The ones whose teachings helped turn them into formidable warriors capable of standing tall and fighting in the war against the creatures of darkness. Their value couldn’t be overstated.

And in the few moments of meeting Rhett, Malakai was still trying to figure out what kind of man he was.

Regardless, he wasn’t worried about Rhett being a useless mentor. He wouldn’t mind if that was the case.

‘His teachings aren’t necessary. I know everything by heart anyways. What matters is…’

His major problem right now was his lack of allies. The last thing Malakai wanted was a captain whose goal was to kill him.

‘Even Nyx would eventually become overwhelmed.’

Constantly protecting him from a Bloom attack would be tasking, even for Nyx.

“Heh, it was by rotten luck,” Rhett smiled wildly as he reminisced about that day. “I’d just come into a fat load of credits. I saw two beautiful women heading toward the outskirts of the district and instantly followed them, only to discover something even more beautiful.”

There was a smile on Rhett’s face, one that Malakai didn’t like.

‘He has a gambling problem.’

Rhett’s past actions already spelled it out, but looking at his excited demeanor as they talked about gambling erased every doubt in Malakai’s mind.

‘I should collect the winnings when we receive them.’ Malakai resolved, just as they finally stepped out of a foliage of trees, approaching the cottage.

The two guards playing cards in front paused. They glanced toward them before their eyes settled on Rhett.

Malakai observed everything and didn’t miss the brief glance they sent each other before turning back to Rhett, smiling.

“Captain Rhett! I see you’re back already! Think you’ll actually win something today?” one of the men said.

Rhett laughed. “I’ve been feeding this place my hard earned credits for months. Think of it as an investment. Today’s the day I collect returns!”

Malakai saw the guards exchange amused glances.

‘They’re used to him…’

The guards were Node Formation evolvers despite looking like they were in their late twenties. For them to address a Bloom in this manner…

Their eyes turned to him.

“Well, what do you have there?”

The guard gave Malakai a once over, taking in the tattered and low quality beast hide, messy black hair, and multiple parts of his body smeared in mud. He looked every bit of homeless. Poor. The guards could smell that from a mile away.

“A homeless kid?” the guard asked.

“Rude.” Rhett stepped in between them, smiling. “He’s my champion,” Rhett corrected with a proud look, and the guards couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

Rhett cleared his throat. It was obvious they were making fun of him. “Well, can we go in?” he asked.

The guards held back their laughter before nodding. “Yes, of course, of course.” They gestured toward the door, still chuckling under their breath.

Without another word, they both entered through the door.

…

“Captain Rhett is in the building, Fourth Fleshling.”

Inside a wide office space, a man dressed in a tight fitting black suit said while bowing towards a figure in white seated at the table in the middle of the room.

The room could be described as basic, except for the unusual amount of documents within it. Shelves filled with files were everywhere, each labeled differently.

The figure turned away from the documents he’d been reading, his blue eyes settling on his guard.

A pure black, smooth mask covered his face, and his voice was clear as he spoke.

“When?”

“One minute, Fourth Fleshling.” The guard bowed lower.

The figure nodded, closing his eyes in thought for a moment.

As he opened them, he grabbed the black cane stick resting by the table and stood up. Then, he picked up his fedora and placed it neatly on his head. For a second, he took in his reflection in the mirror.

Pure white suit. White fedora. A black cane adding to his sophistication.

He turned, voice cold. “Let’s go.”

…

As they entered through the main entrance, they were instantly met with a dark, narrow pathway.

Rhett moved like he owned the place. Malakai followed behind, cautious.

‘I miss it already.’

In order to play the part of a homeless kid, Malakai had left his weapons with Nyx. He had truly underestimated the sense of safety they brought him.

Their walk brought them to another door at the end of the hall. As Rhett opened it, he turned toward Malakai.

“The den is in the basement. We have to take these stairs down to reach it.”

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