Dialogue: Donot

- Arc 2 -

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- Well done, Donot.

A woman with purple hair reaching to her hip, a ponytail trimmed with care and attention, attractive multicolored eyes and a smile that did not hide her sharp teeth. She tossed a bundle of money toward Donot, who caught it in mid-air and checked to see if the count was right. Seeing that everything was there, he nodded and put it in his pocket.

- Thank you, madam.

The woman had her feet up on the desk, her arms now crossed at her chest. She was as beautiful as ever, but threatening; Donot liked her, but he wondered how many seconds he would be able to stand up to her. Probably not enough, but it made his heart beat a little faster...

But he had no right to fight against such a person.

She was one of the 3 Blades, the ones who ran the USUP. She was the one who had given him the mission he had just completed, and seeing that he had finished with the target so quickly amused her.

- You are really powerful, you know?" she said.

Donot nodded.

- I know that, but I can still get stronger," he replied.

He meant it. He wasn't naive to think he would never have to get better, because there were still people who could be a threat to him... However, other than in the USUP itself, he had never met such a person. Well, it wasn't totally true, but he didn't remember this Kemono... His memory was fuzzy, which annoyed him. The woman in front of him used a toothpick to clean her ear and threw it into the trash can at the back of the room. She turned her gaze to Donot and looked him in the eye. They were so attractive, but so... aggressive.

- Donot.

The man didn't look away and stared at her, too. It made him a little uncomfortable, but he knew her well.

- I've been given a report that you won't like, but I have to tell you about it.

Donot squinted his eyes.

- About what?

He was intrigued. It was rare that this woman would talk to him more than that. Even if she was nice to him, she would send him away after giving him money; it was always like that. The woman sat down properly in her chair and opened one of her drawers and rummaged through it before placing a small booklet on the table. Donot looked at it, but the handwriting looked horrible.

- It's a report from one of the USUP members, but I wouldn't recommend reading it if you don't want your eyes to hurt, ahah!

- Why does it concern me?

- Your Radagon genes.

She pointed to his horns.

- That's why this is about you.

Donot frowned: he didn't like that. He had nothing against his own genes, but he had always wanted to know more about himself. There was hardly anyone with the same attributes as him, and a human should not have such genes in him. He was all ears.

- During a complicated assassination mission, one of the USUP members discovered a slave who had the same genes as you," the woman explained.

Donot blinked.

- However, that slave, when he was freed, escaped into the wild and is currently believed to be in the Ambroise Forest. He had the same attributes as you and an aura that seemed powerful, yet he had been made a slave by an old fool.

The woman tapped the booklet with a serious look.

- It's a lead to what you're looking for, Donot. Maybe he'll know more about the Radagon genes you possess?

Donot kept staring into her eyes. He didn't say anything, but his heart began to beat a little faster. He finally opened his mouth to answer his superior.

- I don't know if he could help me... but a lead is a lead.

- Exactly! He went back to the forest to watch the surroundings, so I allow you to go there too. Hopefully you'll find him.

She passed him the booklet and told him that he didn't have to read it, but that she didn't need it anymore. He accepted it and stood up, thanking her for her words. He left the room with determined eyes and in his brain some thoughts were shifting. He who had always wondered why he had such genes, perhaps he would finally meet someone who would know more... ? After all, his parents had never agreed to tell him.

He had a little smile on his face, a lead finally in front of his eyes. He couldn't let this chance pass.

**>>>CHAPTER 20<<<**