The Golem Mage

Inside the meeting room of the Gordons clan two of the most important people were sitting and watching for the rest to join before there meeting could comence, the patriarch who was sitting in the middle of the thrones on a throne that looked much taller than the rest could not help sighing

” are they not here yet?!” The patriach asked in anger as he stared at the Grand Elder

” I know you are not blind, so why do you have to ask me that same question every five minutes, it’s starting to bug me now”

The Grand Elder replied in annoyance, and the patriarch snorted in response

” I guess we would begin when two people come, we can’t keep waiting and hoping all would answer our calls. I still don’t understand how they don’t have a chance for family meeting when they practically do nothing , the day to day running of the clan is being handled by us”

The patriach complained but he started feeling as if he was being stared at dangerously and when he turned he could see the Grand Elder stern gaze and he laughed nervously while rasing his hands in the air

” my bad, he.he..he it was just a joke, most of the work is done by you” the patriach confessed before the feeling dissappeared, after all he had been dumping alot of his duties for his brother to clean up

” if I was using that time I spent on the clan on my self I might have become a Tier 8 mage by now” the patriarch bragged as he thought of the other clans where the patriarch didn’t have to do anything but make decisions and the clan still rns as the elders take care of the day to day Job

In those clans the patriach was the boss while the elders were the subordinates, but in the Gordons clan it was the other way around, as he is always feeling the patriach in this clan meant scape goat as he was the subordinate of the clan instead, having to help it grow, luckily he had his brother the grand elder by his side

And for one he was wondering why his own clan was not the same way with the others , he was already tired of his job and wish he could pass on the mantle of being the patriarch to Alec already so he could act as carefree as he wanted

Never to be held down by responsibilities to the clan again after his retirement.

” I knew I was born into the wrong clan when I was giving the position of the grand elder since I was a kid, every elder run from there title and don’t do the work but all love acting mysterious and collecting praises from the clansmen”

” What a bunch of p*ssy ” the grand elder complained in foul tone and the patriarch was shocked at his brother’s outburst but decided not to say anything

The awkward silence was so weird that he even thought of going out with a excuse but someone started coming in the hall

With a naked upper body showing all his rigged and rippled muscles, with a long black beard and a bald head , his fierce eyes where shining bright as he walked into the hall with a wine gourd in his hand

And a Golden Armoured Golem followed behind him as he entered the hall with a Golden Naginata in his hand

The moment both man and golem eneterd the air in the room suddenly got heavy as the man laughed out loud as he made his way for the throne that was engraved with the number 3

” It seems am still the first to come again today, so you want to bet who comes next?” the third elder said while facing the patriarch with his shining teeths

” why not what are you putting for stakes, I am staking a Tier 6 power crystal of the flame department that was gifted to me recently, make sure what ever you are bringing out must be of equal value”

The patriach quickly brought out something to use as stake as he laughed eerily, he might like having conversations with the Grand Elder when there was official business concerning the clan

Or when there interest crossed path, but except from that they rarely talked much since he took Draco under his wing and made him the seventh elder

It’s like his brother has been after him secretly, and he has been avoiding personal conversations that would lead to them talking about his past decisions in indulging into a father and son relationship

So when his his fourth brother came which is also the third elder of the clan he was quick to get himself busy

” hmmp the meeting would be starting now. So you all can rest about betting ” the grand elder said as he heard footsteps

And few seconds later two people entered the room with one of them being the fifth elder who was talented in bestial golems and the man beside him wore the Gordons clan robe with a cloak attached to it with the number 1 inked on it in a unique way, and it fluttered in the wind so freely giving the first elder a heroic air

He was also Agnes father, the two elder took there seats respectively in the throne that has there number

” now what are we doing here again, I would appreciate it if we go straight to the point I have something I have to observe” the fifth elder yawned as he explained tiredly

There was dark circles under his eyes and it was clear to everyone in the room that he had been skipping his sleep

” Well who did you have in mind” the third elder asked

” I was going for old first actually!!!” the patriarch said

” well I was going for old third , too bad it crashed, even if we had bet it would have been void considering they both came the same time”

” yea the two bastard just had to be so different!” the patriarch sneered

” old fifth, I think you need a long rest, when last did you sleep?”

The Grand Elder ignored the banter of the patriarch and the thrid elder as he focused on old fifth who looked like someone who would fall asleep anytime soon

The fifth elder’s eyes sparkled the moment he held the grand elders words as he remembered why he had not been sleeping that much in the few days

He got a big epiphany after seeing Alec create the Hive Queen and he has started planning on creating something similar, but not with a spider demonic beast

” Nah am fine, you don’t have to worry about me much am just passing through a phase and it would soon be over” the fifth elder said

But the grand elder had his eyes on his younger brother’s belly

” hmmm, even his big belly didn’t jingle, definitely he doesn’t just lack sleep, he has also been starving himself, I think I should pay him a visit later.” the grand elder thought