The World We Do Not Know 56 The Meeting

Both Darren and Shamian have same weapons, that is the crossbow. Rather than the arrows their crossbows have a dial attached to it with three green stones that can shoot invisible air arrows. This is a basic captain level crossbow, the one starting General cla.s.s crossbow consists stones of different attributes.

"T-talk with some shame Thorik! I'm not a pervert like you who would want to whip teen girls while they're working." Darren yells at Thorik on top of his lungs but at the same time, blood drips from his left nostril as the words of 'whipping and teen girls' came out of his mouth.

"I don't want to hear that from someone who grows proud below the navel everytime he sees his captain from behind." Thorik throws an insult at Darren, sticking his pinky finger inside his ear, he rotated slowly and arrogantly and blows the wax off his finger taking his time.

"Eeeek! Stop, Thorik. Behave like an elegant cap-" Before Darren finishes off someone interrupted him.

"Oh my! I never knew you only like me from behind." A beautiful and husky, seductive voice is heard. Shamian turns her upper body backwards while she wonders what's so special about her back.

Her already short skirt lifts up slowly exposing her red inner clothing. 

Nosebleed intensifies for Darren and the faces of all men standing behind Shamian brightens up with sparkling eyes.

"Captain! I will always be behind you and protect you with my body!!!" A soldier shouts from behind her while his gaze is fixated on Shamian's back cheeks.

"Whatever! Anyway, moving on. Aren't you banned from being sent to this realm, brat?" Shamian asks Thorik.

Thorik just lifts his middle finger up pointing towards Shamian as a reply.

That is true, Thorik always messes up his missions in this eighth realm of evolved beasts. He always goes for the information on G.o.d Arts and about Ares. That is why his house, the House of Asura's stopped giving him any missions that involve going to eighth realm.

"Nani! How dare he show finger to our G.o.ddess, just one word Queen and we will kill him." A soldier with squinty eyes shouts from behind.

"Yes yes! How can he talk act like this with the Queen."

"You are just jealous that you are not in Queen's squad."

"Die virgin, you c.o.c.ky brat!"

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All the soldiers behind Shamian causes a havoc and goes crazy starting ranting whatever they want.

"Hey!!! Calm down you guys, Queen gets angry when someone yells from behind her." Darren tries to control the squad for his captain.

The thing he is most afraid of is the anger that is building up inside Shamian. She closes her eyes and grits her teeth being annoyed and trying to suppress her anger.

"Pop! my cherry Thorik you beasty man! Kyaa."

An old man's unspoken desires too goes away in the ranting of the crowd. Yes you heard right. It was an old soldier that said it.

"Korraaa!!! Who the h.e.l.l said that just now! What kind of an insult is that you pervy men!" Darren too yells.

"SHUT UP PIGS!" Shamian losses her anger and Shouts out loudly. That is not the scary thing, her crossbow is shining in green color and the dial on her wrist is turning fast. This denotes that her spiritual power is rising above her peaks, instantly sending fear down the spines of all her soldiers.

Shamian takes aim at Thorik and before Darren can cool her off. A powerful green arrow is made from the swirling of winds and is released on to Thorik a.s.sisted by gusts.

The arrow lands at the feet of Thorik causing the arrow to explode into a gust of wind. The jacket and the thin shirt inside that Thorik is wearing constantly flaps in the air and raises above his abdomen revealing his steel like abs which looks like they have been sculptured every inch carefully, making even the men behind Shamian jealous of his body.

"Heh you are still in my to do list before you get kicked out of the house." Shamian suddenly changes her tone and tells to Thorik with her seductress like eyes fixated on him.

"Tsk." He turns his face away from her. "Help us collect the stones and take care of my squad and take them back to earth for me. I will be back after a few days." He folds his sleeves of his jacket up and says to Shamian.

Shamian turns her face to her side looking at the ground she lets out a groan and all of her soldiers starts spreading out looking for and collecting the elemental stones. Some of them takes in the wounded guy and Charnie into their care and carries them on scoop stretchers.

Shamian however walks towards Thorik with a smile, but before she could say something.

"The guy fought well. He stood up to a captain cla.s.s Kong. The two girls stayed back to guard the injured kid. The guy gets '' the girls gets 'B' and the rest failed." Thorik says without Shamian asking him anything.

Thorik is the captain of his own squad 'Dwellers' who are scavengers and mostly mid range combat squad. 

Every captain of these official squads are to take the trainee soldiers to any respective realms and judge their capabilities and combat and judging skills. 

Thorik is in the middle of that with a trainee squad. Where all of his squad members escaped to earth when he showed them the way other than for Charnie, Amy and the injured guy. 

This is all part of training for them. He hands over Nanoresucts to Charnie and Amy to inject into the injured kid to save his life. And the moment Shamian arrives the test ends and Thorik hands the responsibility over to Shamian.

"Me and my squad had to come here because you extended this training period! Seriously? Eight days in this evolved beasts realm? Don't make Theodore kick you out of house. That old man is hard to predict." Shamian says.

"But there is more to it At first I thought it was because of the meeting of all captains from  a week is the reason they sent you to this realm. But I was wrong. They sent you off so they can have this meeting about the things that you are very interested in. Want to know what they are?" Thorik stopped in his traces after hearing Shamian.

Shamian takes out the ear receiver magnet from her ear. A warm rubber that looks like the part of her ear is her receiver-"The mic is planted in the meeting room." She says holding her palm out with her receiver in her hand.