The Author's POV

Chapter 580

"Congratulations Brian."

There was a festive mood enveloping a small bar as two figures sat on stools and enjoyed their beers. There was an obvious contrast between the two figures: one was lanky and youthful, while the other was extremely handsome and more mature looking.

Nevertheless, the two seemed to be on good terms with each other.

The figures were Brian and Hemlock, his superior.

"You handled the situation skillfully and obtained connections despite not having any special powers. I can tell that you put a lot of effort into the negotiations."

"Thanks…Hicc…"

Brian thanked Hemlock as his face flushed. He was clearly drunk at the moment.

"Not a heavy drinker, eh?"

Taking a sip of the beer, Hemlock wiped the foam that had accumulated on the top of his lips. His actions instantly attracted the gaze of all the people around them.

Not minding the attention one bit, Hemlock put the beer down.

"Although we have done a good job today, we still have a lot to do. Don't get too complacent."

As a good supervisor, it was within his duty to remind Brian that he shouldn't let success get to his head.

"…Yeah."

Brain weekly nodded his head as he heard Hamlock's words. He was currently extremely intoxicated, and whether he had truly understood his words or not, Hemlock wasn't sure.

Nonetheless, Hemlock smiled.

"It really is a pity that someone as capable as you has such poor talent."

There was genuine pity in his voice as he spoke those words.

In the past half-year, Hemlock noticed a dramatic increase in his work efficiency; he could now find all the information he needed within a few seconds of asking Brian. He was that amazing.

Brian was thorough and especially fast. This was what made Hemlock like him so much.

If only he had been born with more talent...

"…a real pity."

While bringing the drink down, he stared through the bar's glass window at the city streets through which he could see white and red lights drift across the streets.

"How beautiful."

Hemlock mumbled silently.

His complexion changed as he clutched the drink in his hand. His brows furrowed tightly.

"…but it's truly a pity that this won't last for long."

"What do you mean?"

Brian asked as he overheard Hemlock's words.

Hemlock shook his head as he stared at Smallsnake who was trying his best to keep himself from passing out.

"Why do you think that it won't last?"

"Haaa…"

Exhaling, Hemlock raised his beer and took a sip.

Smacking his lips together, he asked.

"What is the rank of the strongest human at the moment?"

" rank."

Brian answered.

nodded his head in

human in the human domain is

hand and placed

just how strong the Demon King is? Or the most powerful people outside

"…Not sure."

Brian answered.

rank? We've caught up quite

"Heee…"

out loud as he

think that,

"Why?"

isn't the best and you're still quite young, but the Demon King sees *SSSS-> rank as nothing in his eyes. They are merely bugs he

"Is that so?…Hicc!"

body jumped up and he hiccuped

the drink in his hand, he

"Watch out."

"Wahh!"

extended his hand and blocked

to be more

"Thank you."

a little, Brian thanked

assistance prevented him from falling to the

"No problem."

his drink and wiped

"Refreshing."

let out a satisfied

the countertop he stood up

get

"Wait, I'm not done."

waved his drink which

Brian with

going to pass out if you finish

"I'll be fine…hicc!"

another sip of the drink, Brian switched the

what you were saying about the Demon King treating ranks as if they are nothing, doesn't that mean that we're

shifted as he

sat down back on the

"…Do you think otherwise?"

"No."

shook his head

the demon king will arrive back on earth, but if we continue progressing at this pace, then

"Yes, yes."

as he nodded his

also think

"Well, yes."

a face that said 'isn't

"Haha."

his shoulders relaxed and

agree with me on this matter.

Thump—!

as Hemlock was about to finish his sentence, he heard a loud thump and it was then that he

"I knew it."

placed a couple of bills on the counter. Then, grabbing Brian by the

exit of the bar, he turned his head

his mouth, he

what I'm

***

Drip—! Drip—!

to a familiar sight and sound. Darkness and the dripping sound coming from

"Haaa…haaa…"

Raising his hand to touch his forehead, he realized that it was boiling

I've got a

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