Cosmic Paragon-Chapter 96 - 97: All in Favor say ’Aye’

After finishing with the skill books, Drake finally got to what he was supposed to have been doing.

Drake’s consciousness descended upon the world behind the seal and summoned magic power from the Libra constellation.

’Eyes of Order!’

As the power of order flowed through him, the sea of stars swirled within his eyes like a helix. At the same time he recalled all the information he had learned about constellations.

Very soon he started to move and he found the location for the next closest Zodiac constellation.

The Aquarius Constellation!

Drake immediately got to work on gaining control over the stars in that area to form the constellation. He did not aim for perfect control, and just focused on controlling the energy at the cores of the stars.

Maybe it was because Drake was now a 2 Star mage, but he found it much easier to gain control over the stars cores. He quickly finished up with the first star’s core and moved on to the next star.

Cultivation was a long and boring process that required lots of perseverance and one needed to bear loneliness if they were to cultivate. Drake continued for a few hours until he felt movement outside.

Drake quickly had his mind exit the seal and opened his eyes.

Just as he stood up from the bed, the doors to the dorm room opened and the Wolff Brothers along with Peter and Paul walked into the room. They were still grumbling over something and they all looked like they were exhausted.

Drake asked, "What were you guys talking about?"

They finally noticed Drake’s presence in the room when he spoke.

"Hey Boss!"

"Hey!"

They all unenthusiastically greeted Drake then turned away from him. But then they all suddenly stopped and turned to stare at Drake.

Seeing their behavior Drake raised an eyebrow in confusion.

"What’s up with you guy’s" He inquired.

However, he had just spoken when he received an alert on his Skylink. It was a message from Sylvia.

He checked it, and it read... "Where are you?"

It was one question. And it was a simple and straight forward question. Nothing seemed to be wrong with it.

Drake was a bit startled by the question, but he didn’t have any thoughts regarding it. He was just about responding, when another text came in.

It was a message from Cassandra.

This time Drake was surprised, He thought, ’Since when did Cassandra have my contact details?’

He checked her message though, and it read.

"Need to talk to you ASAP, where are you?"

Drake’s face changed at the urgency behind the message this time.

’Did something happen?’ he thought and quickly sent a response.

’I’m in my room. What happened? Tell me where you are!’ then he sent it to both girls.

At this moment, Peter stepped forward and laughed greeting Drake very animatedly. "Ah... Haha, Hi there Boss, how are you doing today? You look alright, do you feel alright? Hehe..."

Drake suddenly felt something wasn’t right, and took a step back.

Their gazes all slowly changed until it looked like they were a group of starved barbarians looking at a plate of food. Or a group of old deranged sex deprived perverts staring at a vulnerable naked virgin.

For Drake, having a group of men staring at him like that made his skin crawl and his hairs stand on end.

Peter snickered, "What’s the matter boss? Don’t you want to know what we were just talking about? Why don’t we have a seat so we can all tell ya eh? Hehe."

Drake felt an ominous premonition when he heard that laugh.

He took another step back saying, "Yeah, about that. You see I have this really important call I have to take. So why don’t you guys just go back to doing your thing, and I’ll just do me yeah, sound good?"

"Sure, you can go ahead and take your call straight up we can wait. Don’t worry we’re all men here, so there’s no need to be shy." Peter rubbed his hands. "We’ll talk about our business after."

The Wolff Brothers started to spread out to the sides of the room. They wanted to completely surround him. Drake could clearly see the ravenous intent in their eyes.

Desire!

Hunger!

Greed!

These were the emotions in their eyes.

Drake shivered, "Yeah, about that. I changed my mind. I don’t really want to know anymore. Can I go now I really want to take this call?"

Paul was not in the mood for this anymore, they were all in position so he gave the attack order.

"GRAB HIM!" said Paul sharply.

The Wolff Brothers instantly pounced on Drake.

Drake hastily avoided them, and weaved between them like an agile sparrow; he didn’t dare let them grab a hold of him.

"What the hell is up with these guys?" Drake complained.

The next second Drake saw gold lit up in the Wolff Brothers eyes and they charged at him again.

"Fuck!" Drake cursed and ran his magic power.

Teleport!

Drake instantly vanished from their midst.

Paul snorted, "Oh you think you can compete with me when it comes to teleportation. Know your place!"

Paul also teleported.

Drake had just appeared five meters away when Paul appeared right next to him reaching out to grab hold of him. It was like he always knew Drake would be there.

Drake teleported again and Peter was right next to him this time.

Peter spoke disdainfully, "Young Padawan, have you forgotten who taught you the ways of the book of Kagliostro?"

"Damn it, this won’t be easy." Drake thought.

He had forgotten about the twins since he had only needed to dodge the Wolff Brothers. ’There’s a saying that ’running away from a teleporter is impossible’, let’s put that theory to the test, shall we boys."

"Is that a challenge?" Peter’s eyes narrowed and his pupils slowly turned silvery.

...

Exactly two minutes later.

Ten men were seated on the floor in the center of a dorm room like a council at a round table meeting.

As you can expect these were Drake and the others.

After a futile two minutes of a game of cat and mouse, they had decided to do things in a civilized manner.

So here’s how it’s gonna be." Paul stood up and said bluntly. "Boss is going to be in charge of sponsoring our meals for the next few days."

The Wolff Brothers cheered and nodded, but before anything else could be added, Drake stood and shouted.

"Objection!" he said, "There is no way I am paying for the feeding expenses of nine other fully grown men like yourselves."

In his mind Drake thought, ’Are you fucking kidding me? Do these guys have any idea how much it would cost to feed us all for one meal only? And now you are telling me that I have to do that for the next few days? At that point forget being flat broke, I’ll be neck deep in dept.’

Peter clapped and stood up like a proper mediator and calmed both sides. "Okay everybody please calm down. We’re all just bringing opinions here, the decision isn’t final until after the votes."

Sunday and his Brothers also helped to calm the waters until Drake and Paul returned to their seats.

"Now I have the perfect solution to this little problem we have in our hands." Peter smiled and said. "The answer is simply collaboration. As long as we all contribute equally every thing will go smoothly. I assure you that with this proposal, not only will everyone be satisfied, we will be able to dine like Kings."

Sunday nodded, "Mn, this proposal of Boss Peter seems to have high prospects."

Drake also nodded, "Agreed. This is how it should be!"

Friday agreed, "It does seem so. Boss Peter, By all means, please let us know what you have in mind. How will this equal contribution go down?"

Peter seeing that he had the support of everyone continued.

"How this will go is all quite simple. Since Boss here is being stingy as everyone can see."

Drake cut in saying, "Call it whatever you want."

However, Peter patiently called out, "Let me finish! Since Boss here is being stingy, then we won’t lower ourselves and nitpick with him. After all it is quite unfair if we make him pay for all our meals, anybody would be dissatisfied if they had to do the same. So my plan is that we split the bill equally amongst ourselves. First of all Boss will give us 90% of the bill now."

"What was that?" Drake wasn’t sure that he heard right.

Peter gestured to calm him down, "Let me finish! Let me finish! First of all Boss will give us 90% of the bill now, while the rest of us will work out the remaining 5% and once we’re done with all this, Boss will simply pay whatever is left when we get to the Cafeteria. This way everyone contributes equally and Boss doesn’t have to pay the whole bill, so nobody is dissatisfied at the end of the day. Everybody walks away happy! Good, now all in favor raise your right hand and say, Aye!"

"Aye!"

"Aye!"

"Aye!"

"I call bullshit on that!"

Everybody except Drake raised their hands and yelled ’AYE’ in support.

"The votes are nine ’Ayes’ to one ’Bullshit’. The Ayes have it. This meeting of the high council is adjourned. Boss please hand over the agreed upon payment." said Peter as he slammed his fist into his palm like a gavel.

Drake shouted, "Like Hell!"

Peter turned to Drake, "What’s the problem now, Boss? You were clearly in support in the beginning, is it that you don’t want to collaborate anymore? Have you had a change of heart? Are you willing to pay the whole bill? is that it?" he asked looking flustered.

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