Jackal Among Snakes

“So… Argrave of Vasquer.”

The lead interviewer scrutinized Argrave from behind his glasses, golden eyes moving calculatingly. Despite the suit he wore, he sported many tattoos. It spoke to an accommodating workplace, or a poor one.

“That’s right,” Argrave confirmed cordially.

“You’re applying for the position of Upper-Level Human.” The man looked to the other interviewers, on his right and left. They all wore fancy C-suite suits, with luxurious black fabric and gold buttons. “That would place you at upper management, here with us. I’m Durran, and this is Anneliese and Melanie. Our chief executive officer, Elenore, will still have the final say, but we thought this interview might provide us something to present her.”

“Nice to meet you all. Some of you I already know. All three of you, in fact. Upper management is something I’ve long looked forward to,” he answered cordially, bearing a hint of familiarity.

“Alright.” Durran shuffled some papers, taking one in hand. “Let’s start with your educational history.”

“Sure.” Argrave shifted on his seat. “As you know, I studied with Professor Erlebnis, majoring in Everything in the Known Universe, with a minor in Somethings in the Unknown Universe.”

“Professor Erlebnis in Germany, right? His thesis on Everything in the Known Universe is quite renowned.” Durran’s finger traced the paper he held until it stopped near the bottom. “But we couldn’t find any information about your educational background before that.”

“Ah.” Argrave scratched the back of his head. “I had a name change.”

“A name change?” Anneliese spoke up. “Was it due to any controversial or infamous event that could compromise the company?”

“No, I just got transported to another world. Nothing significant,” Argrave explained.

“Okay, that’s understandable.” Anneliese nodded, contented.

“You came up through the sales department. People there had nothing but positive things to say about you, from your demeanor to your performance.” Melanie looked through some papers, then focused on Argrave. “What other roles have you had before our company?”

“Well, I was the King of Vasquer, managing a population in the millions. After that, I became the Commander-in-Chief of the Expeditionary Force Against the Barbarians of the Great Chu. I’ve also been acting as the de facto leader of the Blackgard Union, managing several high-level deities with large portfolios of divinity.”

“So, you’re already well-accustomed to dealing with people that have rather inflated egos,” Anneliese said positively.

Argrave nodded. “Some of

Argrave thought the process was going rather nicely, but Durran’s demeanor quickly became serious and the man

Human does in his or her day-to-day? What are their responsibilities and

took a beat to compose his answer carefully, and the interviewers all waited in

largest responsibility. Old age can’t claim them. Any wound that they receive can be recovered from. Aside from that, it comes with a tremendous advantage against divinity. They’re sort of like… like an envoy for humanity.

on what you mean by

body. While they’re both effective adaptations, it’s not really ‘using spirits.’ It’s jury-rigging divinity. But being an Upper-Level Human, we can finally utilize those vaunted existences properly. In a way, it could be said

You think spirits are vaunted existences?” Melanie

can slow time. It might be a very small amount, but it can be done. Is there magic that

that an admission you cheated

you encounter this tale on Amazon, note that it's taken without

raised his right hand. “I

front of him. “As we established, most of this information is something we already know. You

Argrave exclaimed excitedly. “I would also promote family members regardless of their skill. Fortunately, they just happen to be extremely skilled.

“You’re going to start your role as an Upper-Level

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wrong with him?!”

Being. It was because, moments after his first bite, he had slumped against the table and fallen to the floor. Everyone had moved quickly—Anneliese quickest of all, who held Argrave in her arms—but rather than

he zoned out. The movements were more like sporadic spasms, and his mutterings somewhat sounded like groans and coughs beneath his

[Truesight]?” Orion asked her, calm yet insistent. “Need we pry the golden fruit from his hand, that it

within the fruit—an infinitely-expanding universe of possibilities with neither end nor beginning. It was

unable to convey much else sufficiently. “Rather, it’s growing in brightness, in intensity. Most notably, however, is what the spirits inside him are doing.” She

gray eyes on his head glowing green as he called upon [Minor Truesight]. “It’s fascinating. I’ve

get through to him,” Elenore said, massaging her forehead as she paced around nervously. “The connection between us is still there, but I just can’t get through.

insufficient obstacle for him in the past,” Raven observed

all at once.” She looked at Raven, and fearlessly said, “Did you have to encourage him so? Can you take responsibility for

trance-like state, he was much easier to carry—his arm even slid around her neck, like it was

around. “I shall find a bed for him to rest in, for now. Rest assured I will have any of you at

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