The Legendary Pseudo-villain

Hecathe took out a piece of paper from his pocket and finally made his way to the address of the restaurant that was written down on the paper.

This paper had been given to him by Kelly who had instructed him to wait for her there while she somehow arranges the money needed in order to bribe him into joining their golden fire guild. 

Because Hecathe had made a stop at the black market, it was only natural that he was late, and instead of him waiting for the woman, the situation reversed itself and it was Kelly who was forced to wait for him at the restaurant. 

"You're finally here?" Kelly sighed as she questioned when she saw the man approaching her table, "I told you to wait here, didn't I? Where did you run off to?"

Hecathe pulled a chair for himself and casually took a seat in front of the woman as he replied, "I am yet to join the guild so you're not my boss currently. I am not obliged to do everything you tell me to." 

"..." Kelly glared at the man as she heard this and it was clear that she didn't enjoy Hecathe's rudeness. 

"Did you bring the money?" Hecathe was never a person who liked to beat around the bush so he got to the point and asked straightforwardly. 

Kelly sighed as she picked up a heavy bag and placed it on the table along with some papers, "The money is here. You can count if you don't trust me." 

Hecathe smiled as he shook his head and picked up the bag, "I trust you so I won't bother counting." 

The reason why he was not counting was most likely because he just found it troublesome and not because he trusted her but he would naturally not tell her that. 

"And what is this?" Hecathe asked as he looked at the papers that had been presented in front of him. 

"The guild joining form. Since I'm already here, might as well have you fill it out in front of me." 

"Is that so?" Hecathe was a bit amused to hear the woman, "It seems that you don't trust me." 

"You just asked me to pay you two million just for you to join our guild. I would naturally not trust you."

The more Hecathe heard this woman speaking, the more he felt that she was really like him. She was also a brutally honest person who would never bother beating around the bush. 

Hecathe smirked as he commented, "I have a feeling that we'll be getting along really well." 

Kelly couldn't help but let out a dry chuckle as she heard this, "You think so? Well, I hope you're correct cause if we don't get along well, I might just end up killing you by mistake." 

"Just to remind you, I really hate people who threaten me," Hecathe responded with a small smile. 

"..." 

'Master, is she your sister?' The Dorgon questioned and Hecathe didn't bother giving him a response since he didn't want Kelly to know about the Dorgon egg, 'You're both grumpy and ruthless.' 

Hecathe smiled as he heard the last part and almost wanted to say something to that but he tried his best to not respond to the Dorgon. 

"I just fill in these details and sign, right?" Hecathe took the papers and skimmed over them, reading only the important parts before he asked. 

Kelly nodded her head as a response and Hecathe immediately filled out the name, age, and other details required before signing with his original signature that he used back in his real world. 

He gave the papers over to the woman but instead of letting him leave right away, Kelly silently gestured for him to wait as she read all the information that he had filled out. 

"Hmm," She blinked as she saw something that she found a bit hard to believe. 

"What is it?" Hecathe asked when he saw the woman glancing at him with suspicion. 

"Do you seriously expect me to believe this?" The woman asked with a cold emotionless tone as she glared at him and showed him the papers. 

"What?" Hecathe frowned as he looked at the detail that was being pointed out. 

He had surely answered all the asked questions truthfully so he wasn't really sure what the woman was talking about. 

"You're trying to tell me you're twenty-nine years old?" Kelly questioned in disbelief, making it clear on her face that she was not willing to accept this bullsh*t. 

"Ah..." Hecathe muttered as he realized that he had been a bit too truthful while filling this form. 

Hecathe in his real-world was truly twenty-nine years old but in this world, he was forced to take the body of a seventeen-year-old teenager. 

"How old are you?" Kelly asked as she clicked her tongue. 

"It seems that I'm seventeen," Hecathe responded as he shrugged his shoulder and the woman rolled her eyes as she picked up the pen and corrected the age written. 

"Is there anything else you lied about?" Kelly asked coldly without even bothering to look at him as her eyes remained glued to the filled-out form. 

"You can rest assured that the other details are all accurate," Hecathe responded confidently with a small smile. 

"Then I'll take your word for it," Kelly suddenly stood up from her seat as she folded the paper and kept it away in the pocket of her jacket, "Once your form has passed we'll contact you again and you can officially start working as a member of our Golden fire." 

Hecathe sighed as he patted his thigh and stood up, "Sounds good to me." 

"Then I'll be leaving first. I have a lot of work left to do." The woman informed as she bowed her head and without even waiting for Hecathe's response, she left the place. 

"Master, are you sure she's not your sister?" The Dorgon questioned once again as soon as Kelly was out of sight. 

"Who knows?" Hecathe sighed as he shrugged his shoulder and walked out of the restaurant before grabbing the bag that had been handed over by Kelly. 

"...."