The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

Chapter 1295: Klaus’s Boss

They soon entered warp, since Icon had personally taken control of the ship and was piloting it. She knew what her master wanted, so she spared no time taking the ship to top speed.

Afterwards, she started to update Klaus.

[Master, it seems you have just saved the daughter of a Star-Lord.]

’Oh, is that so?’

[Yes. From what I could find on her, she is the youngest daughter of Victor Astryx, the Star Lord of the Astryx Star System. He is a Stalla Human, one of the strongest and genetically superior humans in the universe.

They are only a few genetic codes behind the High Humans and God Humans.

I have no idea what his daughter is doing there, but from what I’ve gathered about her attackers, it seems the Stalla Humans have been in constant conflict with a mercenary family called the Voidbound Corsairs.

The Desmond guy is the youngest son of their leader, a twisted psycho named Ornyx. If I were to guess, you may have just ruined something big for them.]

’Well, that is just great. So if it gets out that I saved the daughter of a Star-Lord by killing the son of a twisted, evil mercenary, I would both be famous and hunted down by a vengeful father and his goons.’

[Among other things, yes.]

’Well, what could be more fun than that?’ Klaus grinned, causing Ophelia and her guards to tremble. The crazy look on Klaus’s face gave them the creeps.

[The master needs to have his brain checked. From what I know, being hunted down by an Immortal Lord is a death sentence. Of course, the master would become popular, but the danger outweighs the good.]

’I know, Icon, but if you knew my history, you would know an Immortal Lord is but a small problem. I have survived the worst, so why not play around with an Immortal Lord for a while?

I mean, if the heat is too much, I can turn into a monk for a couple of years, right?’

With his Bloodlines awakened so far, he could either become an Elf (9th incarnation/Efad) or a monk (4th incarnation/Fruity).

But once that happened, he would have to keep a low profile for a while until he got his bearings back.

[I suppose the master does have a reason to be cocky. In any case, send the bodies of the mercenaries to the mission hall. I am sure some influential people are sweating, considering this girl’s father and her siblings are known to be unreasonable most of the time.]

Klaus smiled and proceeded to do just that. To him, his reward was far more important than the lives of the five people currently speaking telepathically, as they planned what to do if he turned out to be untrustworthy.

Unaware that Klaus could hear every word they were saying, they continued to size him up.

Klaus just ignored them and focused on the important tasks first.

He didn’t want to lose his rewards, so the moment Icon told him what he needed to know, he opened the mission interface and quickly transferred the bodies of Desmond and his team as instructed.

He then indicated his role, knowing there would be a follow-up. The people he saved would be interviewed, so he wasn’t about to lie.

He killed two True Immortals and two Peak Real Immortals, a feat he knew would spark many conversations among the hunters and the general public.

There is no way in hell the Mission Hall wouldn’t use this to sell their PR.

The moment he pressed the ’Rescued’ button, a call prompt appeared. It was like the person had been waiting for the button to be pressed. Looking at the caller, he frowned.

’Icon, who is Darius Kinkad?’

[That is your boss. He is the leader of the Dervas Mission Hall.]

’Oh, so my big boss is calling, huh. I’d better not keep him waiting.’ Klaus smiled and accepted the call. The moment he did, a hologram of a man who seemed to be in his late 40s appeared.

”Hey, Boss,” Klaus said with a wide smile.

Darius furrowed his brow, hearing how he was referred to. However, his reason for calling was more important than a mere name.

”Hunter Renegade?”

”The one and only,” Klaus replied, doing away with the smile since he could tell Darius meant business.

”Were you able to save the target?”

”That I did. All five of them are safe and sound, sir.”

Darius sighed, visibly happy to hear that.

The past 30 minutes had been the most panicked moments of his life. When he learned the priority target was Star-Lord Victor’s daughter, he knew that if she died, he would be in hot water.

Forget Star-Lord Victor; even his oldest daughter, another Immortal Lord, would have made him wish he had never been born.

So when he saw a hunter accept the mission, he became hopeful. However, when he saw that Klaus was a mere C-class hunter and only a level 7 Empyrean, his heart sank.

To make matters worse, Klaus had only recently become a hunter and had completed only three missions.

While they were flawless executions, he knew a priority rescue mission mostly involves True Immortals and above, so someone like Klaus was way out of his league.

However, after he began reviewing the threads related to the Renegade Hunter on the Uniweb, he saw that perhaps there was hope. Klaus had just completed a mission where he killed 11 Immortals, so maybe he could get the job done.

Now, hearing he had saved them, if he could, he would probably give Klaus a kiss. But then he would have died, since the paragon would kill him like he would kill any mortal enemy if he dared kiss him.

”Can I see proof of life?” Darius asked.

”Sure,” Klaus turned the communicator toward Ophelia and her guards. ”Guys, say hi to my boss.”

Of course, they didn’t say anything, but seeing them safe and sound made Darius happy.

”I have sent you coordinates to a planet. Transport them there. I will personally meet you there. And keep me updated regularly.”

”Okay, sir.”

”Good job, Hunter Renegade. You will be rewarded immensely when you deliver them safely.” Darius was very grateful. After today, he would very much become Klaus’s best friend.

Something Klaus would like very much. The closer he got to the management of the mission hall, the better for him.

”Rest assured, sir, I will safely transport them there.”

Darius nodded and hung up the call to contact Ophelia’s father. Ophelia and her guards had been cut off from all communication by Desmond and his team.

As mercenaries, they had ways to ensure their targets couldn’t call for help. Until they got home and changed their devices, they wouldn’t be able to make any calls.

The SOS came from a device that, against all odds, was able to send signals out.

After the call, Klaus settled down in his chair and gave the five passengers a curious look before he let a smile appear on his face.

”So have you guys made up your mind yet... You know, suppressing me and throwing me into rivers of the Dark Universe.”

They all turned pale, hearing what they had talked about telepathically blurted out to them. In that instant, all five of them finally arrived at a sudden conclusion...

Their saviour is not simple at all.