CHAPTER 40: CHAPTER 40: OLD AND NEW RIVALRIES PART 3.

Hát’Thöry’s Office is quiet. Norlan has acknowledged N’Ïrk as the responsible for several (Now) Ex members of the Fraternity decided to leave.

Frightened that the young man’s savage approach would be adopted by the other Harvesters and Foremans.

However, what has caused the most controversy is Norlan’s insane comment about him having a minimum of 12,500 of Storage Capacity. An unprecedented amount that cannot be hidden.

While it is possible to conceal the passive emanation, the result is like a torch, it is either extinguished or on fire, there is no middle ground or variations along the way.

But here is Norlan, and the Empiric Energy emitted from his body is incredibly high, no one daring to doubt what he has said.

{How is it possible?!. Concealing the Passive Emission is necessary to avoid being detected, but Fake the value anyone possess is impossible. It is like Coins, anyone can make a falsification, but as soon as its touched, the truth is revealed}

{The only possibility i can think of, is that this Norlan and the previous Norlan are two different people or entities. But that would be easily uncovered with the Frequency of his Empiric Energy. Not even twins have the same Frequency. Unless, another Norlan exists within Norlan?}

{How the fuck i came onto such idiocy?!}

Unbeknown to N’Ïrk, his delirious hunch is not incorrect.

"Harvester N’Ïrk". Calls Norlan, noticing the alteration on the young man’s behavior, a bit defensive and wary, which permeates the Landowner’s face with a grin. {He has good instincts}. "Don’t forget to take care of the Harvester Å’Vría".

{So it’s an order disguised under a reminder, how clever and kind of him}

"Foreman Æ’Vérrya, don’t use your authority to overthrown the Harvester’s Privacy, your Sister entering in this Office without permission is something that should had never occurred to begin with. Have i been concise enough?. Or the two of us need a Serious Conversation to settle this matter for good?".

With gritted teeth and ablaze fury, Æ’Vérrya bows demurely. "That won’t be necessary, Landowner Norlan. But if this Commoner Peasant oversteps his bounds with my sister...".

"It will be acceptable, Foreman Æ’Vérrya. After all, is the right of Harvester N’Ïrk due to the unfair match 3 versus 1 in which he come out Victorious. If you don’t like the result. Why you didn’t invest in better training and education for your siblings?. This situation could have been avoided altogether if you were more strict with them".

{So that’s why Å’Vría was able to get through the Office’s Emeneld. Æ’Vérrya gave her the clearance a Foreman possess... , I should be more cautious from now on. I don’t really know much about this place or its protocols, and technology is far trickier and developed of what i was aware of}

"Now, Foreman Æ’Vérrya, you can cause a scandal and get angrier. Or wait for Harvester N’Ïrk to become a Foreman, fight and lose to him. But like i already said, you can’t beat him at this moment. What do you think it will happen when he has Double the Empiric Energy he possess?... . It’s better if you focus on yourself. I need everyone to do this same trend". Norlan steps out of the Office, doubt lingering in his murmur. "Otherwise. I don’t know how long we will survive the incoming threats...".

The Landowner stops his track, leaning to observe the Office’s interior. "My Lovely Fiancee. Would you join me for lunch?".

"Took you long to ask". She complains, but walks towards Norlan. "I was busy with the new members of the Fraternity, they are too combative, but i have the solution...".

"Don’t say it...". Warns Myrrha, but Norlan continues. "An Orgy, everyone has to open up and bond in their state of nakedness".

"I am not lunching with you". Myrrha turns around and closes the Office’s door. Norlan knocks, calls through the intercom and screams, but at no point, he uses his high authority to unlock the gate.

{Is he a genius?. Or just too lucky?. All this situation seems fabricated by the Landowner Norlan. But why is he doing this?. And what are those threats he commented about?. He say it like if they were a certainty, rather than the usual preparation a Prepper should have. Or that is what i understood}

"Hát’Thöry. As the Treasurer, are you in charge of the warehouses and storages too?".

"That is a correct assumption, N’Ïrk. Why do you ask?".

"Just curiosity". The young man walks over to the desk and puts a small tower of three Gold Coins. "Could you restock the supplies needed in all the Fraternity, and fill the empty rooms of two, no, three Decks of my Floor?".

"Any particular reason for such a request?".

"Precaution. Supplies arrive late at the Outposts, but they have been cut short a lot during the last month".

"Logistics are no different than a battlefield N’Ïrk. But most armies forget about the importance of a well-established supply chain".

"I am aware, that’s why i’m asking you to do it Hát’Thöry. Because i hope to count with your support, and before you ask again, you already have mine".

N’Ïrk leaves over the desk a second tower of eight Gold Coins. Extending a handshake to Hát’Thöry, and passing surreptitiously a Platinum Coin.

For a second, Hát’Thöry is out of herself, she had a wild guess about how wealthy is N’Ïrk’s financial prowess. But the initial shock is abruptly abolished by the significance of the action.

He’s not buying her, he’s giving her a tool to help them both to stay afloat. Because money is useless if it’s not invested or employed.

"Hát’Thöry. What time do we see each other tomorrow?".

*After 30:00...".

*Ahem!*. Myrrha interrupts. Hát’Thöry looks puzzled and slightly clueless, proposing a later hour, just to get another. *Ahen!*. From Myrrha.

Hát’Thöry has a period of lucidity, sighing with defeat. "N’Ïrk. Can we have a double date with Myrrha and Norlan?".

{*Eh?!*}

"I... , I keep my promises".

{Weird, but i respect her honesty}

"I understand. What time do we meet?".

"Here, At 22:30". Myrrha responds, her serious mischievousness almost cloaked under her mature smile.

"Understood. Until tomorrow". N’Ïrk leaves Hát’Thöry’s Office with the company of Dyll’Phá, and reluctantly taking the Harvester Å’Vría, a sentiment that is mutual...