Supremacy Games

1717 Zephyr, The Entrepreneur(Scammer).

Sometime later...

Felix and Apollo could be seen venturing into the bustling heart of Quantaar city's red district.

They were greeted by the vivid life of its streets, teeming with enticing males and females from a myriad of races, each exuding an allure unique to their origins.

"Hey, glowing locks! Your hair's brighter than the stars, care to share that shine with me tonight?"

"Tall, fair, and mysterious! How about we explore some hidden frequencies together?"

"Foxy ears, come this way! I've got secrets that'll make you purr."

The air was thick with their catcalls and whistles directed at Felix and Apollo.

"Haha! Next time! Next time!"

Apollo, ever the charmer, basked in the attention with a grin, absorbing the adulation as if it were sunlight.

Felix, on the other hand, found the experience less than pleasant, his irritation mounting with every sultry invitation thrown his way.

He had just faced a life-or-death situation against the third ruler, and now he was being harassed on the streets, seemingly returning to his mundane mortal life.

"Loosen up, would you?" Apollo chided, noticing Felix's growing discomfort.

Without waiting for a response, he seized Felix's arm and guided him through the throng, making a beeline for a particular brothel that seemed to stand out even in the colorful chaos of the district.

Upon arrival, they were surrounded by a contrasting calm atmosphere from the noisy outside.

The interior exuded an elegant decadence, with soft lighting and sumptuous decor inviting guests to indulge in their desires.

At the helm of this den of pleasures stood a short rat-like proprietor with seven vibrantly colored tails that swayed gently behind him.

The moment he spotted Apollo, he squinted his eyes for a moment and then he snapped them open with a shocked expression.

"Bolo!!! Is that really you, old friend?!"

'Bolo? Your undercover name is Bolo? Are you f*cking with me?' Felix cursed Apollo telepathically, feeling like he was walking with a time bomb.

know I will become a

seeking a hug from his friend. "Zephyr, who else would

been? It's been eons since you visited this old

due to the size difference, his head ended up buried in

seemed awkward by it, unlike Felix whose eyelids

his eyes glinting with a mixture of greed and

missed me or my money?" Apollo knocked him on the head playfully before

Our friendship

hurt...But, soon he glanced at Felix and

is this handsome fella? Is he a customer or a

last part, but Felix's keen hearing caught it, making him want

there, he is my only useful connection for black requests.' Apollo calmed

remained silent, taking control of his boiling anger...Even though his powers and laws were

he was easily irritated and angered. Being a

His name is..." Apollo paused his introduction

"Gonn."

smoothly with a straightforward and common name in his disguised

grinned, "A friend of Bolo is a

you won't mind helping us with a small favor...We need your help

mention of business,

among other...pleasures. Tell me

we go somewhere

impolite of me." Zephyr

Felix through the bustling energy of the brothel, navigating the corridors with a practiced

a nondescript door at the end of a hallway, which Zephyr opened with a flick of his tail, revealing a hidden backroom that served as his

inside, the atmosphere shifted

playful ambiance of the brothel gave way to a tense air

behind a desk cluttered with an array of strange artifacts

replaced by a sharp gaze that pierced through

intently, a discerning eye taking in every detail. After a moment of awkward silence, Zephyr leaned forward, his voice

us, are you?" He stated more than asked, his tone serious, "Your behavior... it's different. You're not a Lumonian, that much is clear.

'What the hell?!'

'How?!

'Huh?'

the tenants exchanged shocked glances, surprised

Apollo, however, remained unfazed.