BIOLOGICAL SUPERCOMPUTER SYSTEM-Chapter 840 Nokisi Point (4)

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Chapter 840 Nokisi Point (4)

Rebecca brought Erik to the Band of Giants' headquarters. She, Erik, and June found themselves within the compound, a first-time visit for the two men.

The Band of Giants' headquarters towered over Nokisi Point, a monolithic structure that dominated the cityscape.

Its imposing presence was immense, and it wasn't hard to understand how much power and authority the guild had over the city. No, over the entire nation.

The building, the largest in the city, was a fortress in its own right, with its modern design that belied the military precision with which it was operated.

"Wow, this building is absolutely huge!" June said, his voice laced with awe as he craned his neck to take in the towering structure before them.

To see his reaction, Rebecca couldn't help but smile, feeling proud. "Yes, it's the biggest in the city. Quite the fortress, isn't it?"

"I bet it cost you a lot of money to build it," Erik said.

"Money has never been an issue for us," Rebecca said.

Rebecca explained the building to the two. She did that particularly for June, who looked eager to explore the place, like a little child would, while Erik maintained his stoic expression.

Based on what Vanessa said, vast underground parking spaces stretched out, large enough to accommodate an arsenal of tanks and armored vehicles.

Behind the main building, a series of smaller ones sprawled across the compound.

These buildings, designed to resemble luxurious villas, were the private residences of the high-ranking members of the mercenary guild.

Among them were homes for Rebecca and the Fierce Lioness, her mother and the leader of the Band of Giants.

That area was different from the serious headquarters.

It had beautiful gardens winding through the villas, creating a peaceful vibe in the powerful atmosphere.

"I often came here when I was a kid. This place always calmed me when I was sad."

"It must have been not a simple childhood," June said.

Erik had a far worse situation, but being the daughter of someone so powerful, and having so many expectations placed upon her, must have made her life not simple.

It must have been hard, exactly like in Erik's case, but in a different way.

"It was," Rebecca said. "When I wasn't training, I was studying, when I wasn't doing that, my mother forced me to see battle footage. To see Thaids dying wasn't bad, but seeing people getting killed was awful."

"I'm sorry to hear that," Erik said. For him, that wasn't a problem. He killed his first opponent when he was sixteen, but he could understand how that wasn't particularly pleasant for a little kid.

Erik maintained a stoic composure as they navigated through the headquarters.

His face was an unreadable mask, betraying none of the awe or apprehension that such a place might inspire.

June, on the other hand, could hardly contain his excitement. His eyes darted around, trying to soak in every detail of their surroundings.

The sheer scale of the headquarters, the obvious display of wealth and power, and the serene beauty of the gardens left him mesmerized.

He lagged slightly behind Erik and Rebecca, his gaze lingering on the architectural marvels and the verdant splendor of the gardens.

As they moved towards the main building, Rebecca led the way.

She glanced back at June, a small smile playing on her lips at his childlike fascination, then at Erik, whose focus remained undeterred.

"I'm going to ask mom for a private meeting. Let's just hope she will say yes."

"All right."

The trio approached a smaller, yet equally imposing, building.

<June, turn into a bird. > Erik said to his clone. <If the Fierce Lioness attacks us, I want to get out of that place as soon as possible. >

<Yes, master. >

With that, he left the area and went to the deepest part of the garden.

"Where is he going?" Rebecca asked. "I told him to be ready to leave the place."

"He can't escape from here," Rebecca said.

"Don't worry about that."

The building's exterior was full of reflective windows which concealed its interiors from prying eyes.

However, the people in the building seemed to be able to see them, and keep a close eye on who was coming and going. In fact, a butler quickly appeared to welcome them.

His appearance was timely, a subtle hint that within these walls, nothing went unnoticed.

"Good morning, Miss Ravithier. Is there a reason for you having came here?"

"Yes. I need to talk to my mother privately."

The butler didn't flinch.

"Your mother is in a private meeting right now. Unfortunately, she can't leave," The butler said.

"Tell my mother there is an urgent matter. This can't wait."

The butler hesitated, clearly torn between adhering to protocol and recognizing the seriousness in Rebecca's tone. She was also the daughter of his boss, so it wasn't like he could send her away. 𝐟r𝗲𝚎𝚠e𝐛no𝘃𝗲𝐥.c𝗼m

Rebecca met the butler's hesitant gaze with an unwavering one of her own.

"I'm her daughter, and I know the matter is serious enough for her to not mind being interrupted," she said.

The butler paused, then made a huge smile.

"Of course, Miss Ravithier," he finally agreed, recognizing the authority vested in her by bloodline alone. "I will inform her immediately."

"Thank you." A subtle nod acknowledging the butler's compliance.

The dude had never seen Rebecca so determined, and maybe that's why he gave in to her request.

After a brief wait that seemed to stretch on, the butler returned, his posture straight and formal.

"Madam has agreed to see you, but you will have to wait for a bit. Please, follow me," he said, leading Rebecca and Erik through the polished corridors.

<Well, at least she didn't outright reject, > Erik thought.

They strolled under archways and through halls that echoed with their footsteps, getting closer to the heart of the guild's power.

They arrived at a secluded meeting room, its door opening to reveal a space that balanced opulence with functionality.

The room was lined with bookshelves filled with volumes of history and strategy, while the center featured a large, oval table made of dark wood.

Natural light filtered through the tall windows, casting a warm glow over the room's rich carpets and the intricate tapestries that adorned the walls.

"And now we wait," Rebecca said.

"And now we wait…"