Re:START/If {Book 1.0}
Chapter 47 : Mutual-Evin 7 of 10 “Samsara” (Part 03)

After some talk, Odo and Vil came out of the room and were about to go downstairs. Passing through the hallway of the second floor of the inn, an innkeeper they used to meet greeted, “Good morning, Mr. Odo .... Today want to go again?” The woman in the green dress with the white aprons bowed respectfully, stood up straight again and threw a friendly smile.

Long hair with a single braided light brown color, bright skin that looks smooth, sharp golden yellow cornea of the eye. The woman who came to say hello did look a little different from most of the other servants at the Porzan inn.

Odo did not return the greeting, the pretense is no longer needed now. Smirking widely and staring with radiating bloodlust, the young man in black hair said, “During the morning as well...”

The innkeeper's body trembled instantly, stepping back and his eyeballs briefly turned away. Having such a reaction Odo confirmed, below there was indeed something that the innkeeper had hidden because rather than fear he tended to be wary. Quickly replacing the intimidating expression with a friendly smile, Odo asked, “But from yesterday-yesterday it often passed like this but I did not know the name of Big Brother yet, yes. Whose sister's name, huh?”

The innkeeper hesitantly replied, “Be-Right as well, I have not introduced myself properly.” She slightly lifted her dress, crossed her right leg to the back of her left leg and bowed, “My name is Bianca Irca Marta, just call it Bianca.”

“If your real name?”

The question made the innkeeper flinch and tremble. Trying to hide his anxiety, he immediately stood up straight and smiled slightly. In a tone that seemed stiff he asked, “What do you mean, Mr Odo?”

“Hahah, sorry. Just kidding ..” Odo laughed a little hearing that. Immediately holding Vil, he walked past the waiter saying, “Then I go first. The spirit of work is yes, Brother Bianca.”

As Odo walked past her and went towards the stairs, the woman's body of light-brown hair could not stop shaking. Looking over anxiously, he muttered, “What ... was I found out? Since when? The young man ..., he ...” The woman could only stare at their backs, not daring to stop and only remaining silent in fear and anxiety.

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While putting together some concepts in his head, Odo stepped down the stairs of the inn. The silent atmosphere on the first floor did not care at all, the young man just stepped foot with a dark gaze full of thought.

Behind him Vil followed, the Great Spirit immediately turned to the lobby which could be seen as he descended the stairs. He was slightly gaping with a frown, feeling disbelief at what he saw in the lobby. Just like what Odo had said in the room, everyone who would get a role in the nonsense play gathered at the venue.

Lisia was seen sitting on one of the tables in the lobby of the Porzan inn. The red-haired woman wore her formal outfit, a white shirt with a red tie and tight trousers with a short skirt. Standing behind the Mayor of Substitute, Iitla Lots, the Chief Warrior of Mylta City served as his bodyguard for the meeting. He also wore formal attire, a dark blue and black accented military coat.

At the same table, sat also the Executive of the Lorian Trade Union Coastal City Branch, Aprilo Nimpio. The middle-aged, short blonde man, wearing a brown suit and black pants, held onto parchment paper and was seen examining a report. The man's golden cornea moved quickly to the forehead and left, reading every sentence and sheet of report documents placed on the table in front of him. Behind Aprilo stands a black haired cocky man in a black suit, he is his personal Butler named Igra Meio.

On both sides of the Lorian Trade Union Executive, sat two men who were one of the guild members.

On the right was Wicead Richard, a middle-aged man of short brown hair with a cuss and a thin mustache that made him seem to exude the aura of a mature businessman. The man wearing a formal suit with a double red suit is the owner of the Great Richard Shop, engaged in the sale of staple foods and crops such as wheat, milk, eggs, and the like.

Whereas to the left of the Lorian Trade Union Executive, sat the brown-haired middle-aged man with a sparse beard and made him look a little younger than his colleague but did not dispel the impression of an experienced trader. He is the owner of Jony Company engaged in the distribution of seafood, Joe John.

The two businessmen sitting on either side of Aprilo stared intently at Lisia with their blue eyes, showing displeasure and a bit of hostility due to some things that happened in the past.

At a different table not far from them sat, seen the owner of the inn, Potz Porzan. The man whose age was almost touching the head of four was quite depressed because of the atmosphere, even his cream blonde hair until there were some strands that fell out early due to the tense atmosphere that existed. Although as the Inn Owner, the man in chef clothes could only shut up and bow his face.

At the same table as Porzan, sat the men who were a source of pressure for the man. One of them is Arca Rein, the future heir to the Rein family. The short brown-haired youth sat across his legs haughtily, looking a little impolite by unbuttoning his shirt and revealing a brown tunic worn as an inside t-shirt. Behind the statue are two private Butlers, standing upright in a ready position and crossing both hands back.

At the same table to the right of Porzan sat Minda and Imania. The two Shieal women showed an unfriendly look to the future heir of the Rein family who was sitting at a table with them, as there had been some talk that offended them both. Mind frowned, the black-haired female in the maid uniform looked like she wanted to snap and her hands were itching to break the table. In contrast to her colleague, Imania was just staring flatly yet it was filled with deep hatred.

Looking at all these people, Vil and Odo's footsteps came to a halt shortly after coming down the stairs. Odo's eyes looked at the scan once more, ascertaining something and immediately understanding what was going on. The lobby room of the inn seemed to be rented full by them, no one else was staying at the place even though the execution supervisors should still be in the city of Mylta.

“Troubtful indeed,” murmured Odo.

He immediately took Vil and led him to the main door of the inn to get out. The Great Spirit was instantly puzzled, looking over and over nervously. He could not understand why Odo had asked him out and not where the people were sitting.

“Eh? Wh why? Didn't you just discuss long— Eh? Eh?”

“For what to plunge into such a mousetrap, troublesome.”

“Eh?”

Although confused and unable to understand what he meant, Vil followed the young man to the main door. But just as he arrived in front of the reception desk unattended by anyone, someone from the crowd at the lobby table loudly said, “Where are you going, Mr Odo Luke?!”

The voice felt very foreign to Odo, but he immediately knew that the one who called him was Arca Rein. Realizing the heir to the Rein family was calling out in a stark manner mentioning his real name instead of Nigrum, Odo briefly grinned at finding a small weapon for conversation. He immediately understood that the conversation of the people had reached the point where the identity of Nigrum's name was revealed to the three entrepreneurs in the place.

While slowly turning his head, in Odo's mind said, “So, yes. She ... called me Odo even in this form of adolescence. Means it is true that the person was the beginning of the problem and the culprit.” Staring directly at the eyes of the brown-haired youth who was sitting haughtily, Odo only put on a small smile.

Odo said nothing, walked straight to the table where Arca was and stared flatly at the future heir of the Rein family. Everyone in the lobby fell silent and stared at the young man with black hair who came, except for Aprilo who was still busy with the files.

At a glance his cornea turned green, then Odo asked, “Pair rat sap trap?”

Arca was a little surprised as Odo opened the conversation with the insinuation, put on a small smile and stopped crossing his legs. Sitting facing Odo, the brunette youth said, “Mouse trap, yes. Hahahah!” Rein's statue was blown away, flailing the table with his palm and again said, “What a satire that is appropriate for the mice that are now exposed to the trap! That's funny, isn't it? They thought they would get cheese but instead got stuck in the sap that would not be able to escape with their own energy!”

Odo stopped holding Vil, scratched the back of his own head and restlessly said, “Keep, do you want to eat those rats?”

“Of course not ...” The statue smiled widely, slightly raised its chin and stared arrogantly. Straight pointed at Odo, in a threatening tone he said, “These rats are very rare and expensive, but still a pest. It's just a tool to catch the baboons.”

“I'm not a Rat.”

“Ho’..” The statue stopped pointing, while putting his elbow on the table and supporting his head with his right hand he said, “Then what are you?”

“I Naga.” Odo pointed back at the heir of the Rein family, then firmly stated, “And you are the Tiger.” Odo lowered his hands, sighed and stared flatly.

At first glance the Sculpture's eyes were filled with spirit flames, his blood as if boiling and feeling challenged due to such a declaration. It was the first time that the Eldest Son of the Rein Family spoke to a person who quickly understood the tropes and pressed them directly with a short sentence.

Waking up from his seat and standing before Odo, the brown-haired young man said, “It seems that you are indeed exactly what Father said. Although I honestly still wonder why a child who is not yet ten years old can be as big as you, but I think it will be fun.”

Odo slightly hated that kind of trait, as if the Eldest Son of the Rein Family was using his status to playfully and suppress those who were earnest just for his entertainment alone. Slightly squinting and staring intently, Odo firmly warned, “Tiger, you better return to your habitat alone ..!”

“Hah!” Rein did not heed that, smiled widely and said, “You too, Dragon just go back to the cave or forest. If only you continued to be in your nest, maybe you would not be considered a pest like the rats.”

At first glance Odo glanced at Aprilo who looked very serious reading each parchment sheet from the document thrust at him. From that, Odo slightly deduced a few things about what made everyone stay seated in place despite the pressure that suffocated their breath.

“What's up?” The statue looks towards what Odo lyrics. Knowing that he was looking at the Lorian Trade Union Executive, Arca immediately grinned and stared intently at Odo. Holding the shoulder of his interlocutor, Arca asked, “Do you want to help the Rat Head to get out of the sticky sap, O Dragon? Then you should also plunge into the sap, huh!”

Odo instantly removed the hand of Arca from the shoulder, stared intently and said, “You are indeed as arrogant as I thought, I am sorry for the servant.”

“Servant?” The statue did not catch the meaning of the word.

“Do not mind ...” Odo stopped putting his left hand to the back of his head, then looked down and asked, “So what do you want, the Eldest Son of the Rein Family, Arca Rein? You make those people sit here and wait, that doesn't mean you want to take me on pleasantries, ‘kan?”

“I'm glad you talked straight to the point.” The brunette youth spread out his hands, putting on an expression as if he was a winner and widened, “Hahah!! There's no harm in threatening those Rats!”

Odo tries to avoid being inedible with emotion, analyzes the exit with Auto Senses and performs some perception simulations in the head. Sighing fretfully for a less than satisfactory conclusion, he said, “Honestly it was a surprise for the mastermind who from the beginning moved behind the scenes and took advantage of others now even appeared on stage.”

“Not really!” Rein stopped flexing his hands, leaning forward and with a tone of sarcasm saying, “I was from the start performing on stage, just not the one in the spotlight.”

“Keep what?” Odo's eyebrows shot up, slightly showing his annoyance and asking, “What do you want? Not only Mr. Aprilo, you even ensnared Lisia and even Shieal who served my family. Even if you're from Rein, I wouldn't hesitate if it was all for trivial reasons.”

“Quietly, this is not a trivial matter ...”  Arca put her index finger in front of her mouth, looked down and said, “When you are appointed as the Head of the Luke Family, leave 40% of the authority over your territory to me.”

The words left everyone who heard it shocked, even Aprilo lost his concentration and put the parchment on the table. What the Statue demanded was the same as asking the Luke Family to submit to the Rein Family and destroy the balance of the Three Great Families in the kingdom of Felixia.

Not showing any signs of trepidation at all, Odo asked back, “If I don't want to?”

“Of course, everything will I unload!”

Acra grinned widely. He stepped around and approached the table where the merchants were. As if acting like a salesman offering a product, he sneakyly said, “See! Oh, see~! Here were the Lorian Union merchants who were using illicit trade routes and hiding the information of the bandits! To the detriment of these cities in Luke's territory! They have also done various bribery cases on the city government to facilitate their business in this city!”

Returning around and approaching towards Lisia, the Eldest Son of the Rein Family similarly said, “And here is our main product~! Despite being given confidence by his father, in a short time already received a lot of bribes! Not just that, you know! The city government of Mylta under his control also conducted illegal buying and selling with the Moloians who planned the murder of the heir to the Luke family!”

Odo did not bother about such a thing at all, just stared coldly with a dark expression. He began not to care about all that, feeling that the young man before him was indeed very childish despite having a diluted brain.

Closing his eyes at a glance, Odo soon found out that all the information that Arca could possibly come from one of his subordinates disguised as a servant in the Porzan inn. But there is only one obstacle to the speculation, namely the remote communication media used to plan the existing tiered mouse trap is still unclear.

Keeping the matter in his head, Odo thought of something else. He immediately looked towards Minda and Imania, the two Shieal put on a regretful face because he was trapped with the conspiracy of the Eldest Son of the Rien Family.

“So, yes. Mind and Imania are entangled because of that ..”.

“Ya!” Rein energizedly replied, “When I said that this matter would trouble Mr. Dart and Mrs Mavis, they immediately shut up!”

As the atmosphere turned silent, Odo did not respond to the words at all and no one dared to speak because he was under the pressure of the young man. Everyone born in the Rein family does have above average intelligence, is skilled at organizing things and Arca herself can be said to be a genius child that even exceeds her own father.

But because of its nature that tends to invite trouble, many people from among politicians and nobles who do not like him. But because of the power, power and influence he had, no one dared to take him down because of his genius.

Odo knew enough of the young man with an arrogant face before him, just by exchanging a few sentences he had understood the mindset of Arca and measured how smart the Eldest Son of the Rein Family was. Sighing a little, Odo muttered, “My simulation weakness is indeed this, should invite the person to talk first before entering it.”

“Hah? What did you say?” Sculpture brings the face closer, staring low and soft, “If you are from the family Luke firm, dong! Don't mumble like a girl.”

In his head, Odo finished processing the individual what a Rein Sculpture was. Closing his eyes for a moment, he performed a perfect simulation dozens of times and blood flowed out from both nostrils. Immediately opening his eyes with the conclusion clearly obtained, he rubbed the flowing blood.

While removing the left glove Odo said, “Then let's make this easy ...” He immediately threw his glove at Arca, looked down and said, “We duel. If it's not wrong you're now a Knight class, right? Are you going to reject my challenge?”

Arca immediately put on an annoyed expression as if her pleasure was being disturbed. Gritting his teeth and looking annoyed he said, “Are you stupid? Do you understand your situation? Odo Luke's! Now you're Checkmate! I have no reason to pay for your nonsense!”

Odo sighed, feeling a little that violence was not the best option. But since the situation was already impossible to discuss and the nature of the Sculpture completely eliminated that possibility, Odo chose the rough path regardless of the condition of his opponent.

Putting on a big smile, the young man with black hair said, “Barthy child ...”

“A—!”

Sculpture flinched, his expression as if he was on the wind and his confident face instantly turned irritated like a person under pressure. The two young Butlers were also surprised when Odo said such a thing, anxious for their master. People who were considered as Rats and stuck in their seats were shocked, because Odo did not hesitate to say the most disturbing thing about Arca.

Glaring sharply Arca Rein said, “What did you say? Damn ..!” The thread of his patience seemed to break, the calm mind that tended to support his domineering nature began to collapse.

“Why?” Odo grinned, gave a flat look and in a dismissive tone he said, “Wah, gee, are those rumors true?”

Slightly tilting his head and squinting, the young man in black hair did not hold back at all and immediately said, “Your mother, Lady Calista, said many people pregnant you for up to 17 months more .... At the time, Thomas' uncle was rarely at his residence because he continued to take care of Luke's territory right after his wedding to Lady Calista. The distance between her and uncle Thomas and you is in her residence, she said there are very levels and many said it was impossible for a woman to be pregnant for 17 months. Hmm, roughly who fucked her, huh?”

“Backed! Watch your mouth!!”

Arca instantly ran out of patience quickly, she pulled the collar of Odo's shirt and stared intently with great wrath. The reaction was known to Odo since the statue called the Head of the Rein Family as the Father. It was a sign despite his rude and ignorant nature, but he respected both his parents enough.

“What's up? Want to play violence?” Odo smiled more and more, casually he said, “I don't mind, really. But you better consider it first, instead of more profitable if we do a duel with risking something rather than violence like this?”

Arca soon realized she was being instigated, she released Odo and stepped back with a wrathful look. The haughty nature he always displayed collapsed, the young man from the Rein family was truly like a child being played with. Grit your teeth, Arca snapped, “Who would eat that stupid thing of yours?! Fucking shit! You ...”

“Hahah!! Ahahahah!! Hahahahahaahahah!!”

Odo burst out loud in the lobby, making everyone in the venue surprised to see the usually calm young man laughing horribly like that. Of all the people who were there, Vil was the only one who realized it was a charade.

Stop laughing and stare low Arca, with a snobbish tone Odo said, “Ah .... Ah, aha, right too. You're not that stupid, I get it. Hmm, I understand that, really. Therefore, let's bet the equivalent ...”

“Hah?! Bullshit!” He immediately swung his hand to the side and snapped, “That's enough! I'll report everything! I'm sick! You're really rotten to the inside, you fuck!! Tch! Loss I judge the height of a person like you!!”

The statue turned around and was about to disperse everything in the room. But before he did that, Odo held his shoulder from behind and said, “If you accept the duel and win against me, I will hand over 100% of Luke's territory to you.”

“A— You're sane? “ Arca turned her head, with a surprised face she snapped, “Do you know what that means?!”

Not only was the statue shocked, everyone who heard it was also shocked without exception. Even Vil who knew that it was just a charade had time to panic about what Odo was betting on.

Mind and Imania had stood up, about to ban such crazy bets. But when remembering the threat of Arca, the two of them sat back down and trembled with anger. Lisia was also about to ban it because it could definitely have a bad impact on the Mylta family, but she realized she could do nothing now and just fell silent on the spot.

The statue removed Odo's hand from his shoulder, turned around and faced the young man with a wrathful look. The respect left for Odo seemed to have completely disappeared from him, changed with hatred and he said, “I asked! Do you know what that means?!”

“Ya, of course.” Odo put on a big smile, stared casually and confirmed, “Yes, sure. That means my family will lose the title of nobility, I go to prison and at worst will be executed if I want to give up such assets.”

The atmosphere turned gripping instantly, everyone who heard that seemed to be speechless with such a crazy bet. Almost everyone in the place thought that it was just the young man's extremely destructive self-esteem, a word without considering his own family.

But of course Odo had calculated it. With a relaxed smile as if without burden, he reached out and again offered, “How, would you ruin all of you?”

“Hah! 40% authority is enough to make you dying!” replied Arca while slapping Odo's hand.

Odo again put on a small smile and said, “Not enough, yes.” Apprenticing my chin and a bit of a haughty stare, he offered, “Then, how is my position as the future fiancee of Princess Arteria?”

“!!!”

Everyone in the place was again surprised, both who already knew that Odo was the future fiancee of the Princess or who had not. Among them, Lisia was most surprised to learn that Odo was the future fiancee of Princess Arteria. Those who just knew very well that now in the Capital is being held a meeting to determine the prospective fiancee of the Princess, but they did not think that the person chosen is Odo Luke.

Returning his hand, Odo offered, “If you are from the Rein family, surely such a thing you have heard, right? Who became the Fiancee of Princess Arteria and will be the next King ...”

“So, yes ...” The statue slightly frowned, vaguely aware of it and said, “So the news is really original.”

“Yes, my engagement looks like it will take place in mid-spring. When that happens I will give up the position, if necessary just make it black on white. If you are my successor, surely the Elders in the Capital can accept it when my reputation goes down for making a deal like this.”

“You seriously say that? Aren't you worried about Mr Dart and Mrs Mavis knowing this?”

“Oh, very kind of you ..., care like that to me. But don't worry, I don't really care about things like that. What a care with the Luke Family.”

Arca's patience was completely exhausted, he immediately assumed the person before him had no pride and snapped, “Tch! I misjudged you! You are rubbish! Why do you always praise people like you!! All righty! If that's what you want, you piece of trash! Don't be arrogant just because you were born in the Sword family!”

“Scales won't beat swords, you know.” Odo satirized instead, stopped reaching out and put on a soft face to provoke.

Picking up Odo's gloves that fell on the floor, Arca squeezed them tightly and loudly said, “I accept your offer! Basic lowly! I'll make you regret for underestimating me! There's no guarantee that Rein's family is weaker than Luke about the fight!”

“Then ...” Odo gave a small grin. Looking towards the Head Warrior standing behind Lisia, the young man in black hair asked, “Master Iitla, is there a place we can wear?”

“A—It ... Barracks where the prajuri—”

“Iitla! You want to let this crazy bet?!” Lisia interrupted.

“Be quiet, Lisia!” snapped Odo. The red-haired woman turned her head in surprise, stared in trepidation and fell silent from getting an angry look. Glaring at the woman, Odo said, “Who is wrong? You came back before you took care of all the Klista tribe matters, ‘kan?”

“I-It ...”

“So! Barracks can I borrow, Iitla Lots?” said Arca while turning to the Head of the Soldier.

“I-Yes ..”

Arca grinned. Turning to look at Odo, he put on an arrogant expression and said, “Then, let's start the duel there. I'll destroy you, you trash.”

Odo paid little attention to such bluffs, only putting on a faint smile as if laughing at him.