My Sword has to Talk!

CH. 20 - Officially a Hunter!

It's already a day since I defeated the chupacabra. And today was something important. Clint told me that I would be meeting the board of directors.

They are the higher elites of this organization, who are in control, the people who plan our every move. I asked for more information about them from Clint. However, he was not allowed to say more than what he told me before.

Since today was a special day, I was not wearing my usual clothes. Instead, Clint prepared a suit similar to the guys I saw from before. The guys who looked like government agents.

I put on the suit and looked at myself in the mirror. Somehow the fit clothing style of this suit kind of looks good on me. And I think the reason for that is my newly gained athletic body, which initially was a skinny one.

After dressing up for the occasion, I grabbed Mister Sword and walked out of my dorm room. When I was outside, I saw Clint standing next to my door waiting for me.

Clint saw me and gave a compliment, “Looking fresh, Marcus.”

“Thank you, sir,” I replied to Clint.

“Now, follow me. I'll take you to the room where you will meet the board of directors.”

I followed Clint throughout the entire campus. However, as I was walking, I saw other people wearing the same outfit as me. Even the girls wore the same, so I immediately assumed they were Hunters. It also helped me that most of them are carrying weapons.

But how should I say this? A lot of them were carrying different types of weapons. I saw someone carrying a baseball bat, a frying pan, and a fidget spinner. I guess the hunter weapons come in different sizes and shapes.

However, I am wary about their gazes. I even went to the point that I asked myself if I zipper open. Does my hair look weird? Do I look ugly in this suit? I had so many questions raised as the people kept looking at me.

Then Clint brought me to the best-looking building on the entire Campus. When I entered, security checked every corner of my body. After passing the security check, I followed Clint towards an elevator.

Then instead of going up, we went down. The elevator ride was about three minutes. So I think we were pretty deep underground.

When the elevator arrived and opened, I saw a single path leading to a door guarded by armed guards. Not only that, but the cameras above the door had Gatling guns installed in them. It was pretty terrifying to see.

I walked towards the door along with Clint. The guards are guarding the entrance, moved to the side. Clint grabbed the door and opened it. I immediately followed after him when he entered.

Upon entering the door, I saw nothing but darkness. However, Clint gave me a warning. “Watch your step 'cause it's a pretty deep fall down here.”

Then suddenly, the sound of lights turning on echoed. It allowed me to see what Clint meant. The place was only a single narrow bridge that allowed five people to walk in unison.

I took a peek down the bridge and saw eternal darkness. It was like staring down at the abyss of no return. After seeing that, I immediately went toward the middle of the bridge. Seeing that was terrifying.

Then when the bridge ends, I saw in our front were thirteen screens stuck on the wall. Then suddenly, the screens turned on, revealing the silhouette of people.

Then one of the silhouettes spoke, “Is this the new Hunter Big C?”

“Yes, sir, his name is Marcus Scott. His the wielder of a Kampilan Sword. Which was accidentally purchased by his grandfather from one of his overseas trips.”

“Accidentally purchased? How is that even possible! The organization is keeping track of all the cursed weapons that the hunters can use.” One of the silhouettes spoke; not only that but the man who just spoken has a heavy Russian accent.

“We are currently investigating how this occurred; our team in southeast Asia is working hard,” Clint replied to the Russian director.

“They should better be working their butts off! Who knows what could have happened if that sword came into the wrong hands!”

“I think that is enough, director number eight.” A woman spoke to the Russian accented silhouette.

“Let's proceed with giving the young man his accreditation. Let's be happy that he was the one who grabbed the sword. And not someone dangerous.”

The other directors spoke, “agreed” in unison.

Then one of the directors spoke, “Marcus Scott. Please step forward.”

After hearing the unknown guy, I step forward. I was somewhat nervous about what was about to happen. It's rather scary knowing something like this, but I also feel slightly proud.

After a few seconds, the floor in front of me lowered. But it was then replaced by two by two feet table-like object. Above it was a briefcase made out of stainless steel.

“Open the case, Marcus. There you will find the things you need to perform your duties. Also, remember that you have perks. You can earn money as you work in this organization.”

I opened the briefcase and saw three things—a smartphone and a card with a strange logo embedded in it. It also has my name, birth, and blood type. The final thing I have was a pen which I remembered.

It was the pen that the guy used to erase the memories of Lucilia and Merry. I grabbed all of the items and put all of them in my pocket.

“We officially welcome you to the organization Marcus Scott. Happy monster hunting with you. Use all of those tools to your advantage. Big C will be teaching on how to use those tools.”

“Also, Big C! Please don't forget about the exchange hunters from Europe and Asia. Could you pick them up at the airport later? Also, introduce Marcus to them since the three of them will be working with them.” The voice who spoke before added to Clint.

“Yes, director number one, I will see to it that Marcus and those two will have an excellent cooperation.”

“You two are now dismissed.”

After that, Clint and I walked out of that building and went straight to a car. But before we were going to the airport, Clint taught me how to use my new tools.

“The smartphone is something special. That phone uses your biometrics to be activated. You can use it, Marcus, to call for backup. But its most important function of that phone is the ability to hack the security systems of a building. So don't lose it.”

“You might also be asking why do we have to use such a device. To answer that, Marcus is that we operate discreetly. Remember, we still need to hide that these monsters still exist in the modern-day. ”

“Also, the pen Marcus, you already saw what it does right. It erases the memories of people. That one is a little bit complicated for me to explain. Also, we don't have much time left before we have to pick up those guys.”

Now I am starting to wonder what kind of people are those two. I hope I can get along with them. Meh! Why am I even dreaming about that? I had always been a loner. So why do I even tried to imagine that? I'll be sticking to my games and anime.

“Hey Marcus, are you listening!”

“Of course, Clint, I'm not thinking of anything. I am excited about meeting them.”

Clint gave Marcus a suspicious look. However, Clint shrugs it off as he drives forward, going to the airport. Ready to pick up the transfer hunters from Europe and Asia.

Meanwhile, at the airport, a young man in his teens was gazing at the airport's windows. This boy had golden blonde hair, deep blue eyes that have an ice-cold look. His skin was pale that people might even mistake him for a corpse. However, the people had started noticing him. And most of them were young girls and women.

To the girls and women, he was a very handsome young man with a cold personality. He was like that sadistic guy that some girl's dream of. However, this boy ignored the gazes the girls given him, which solidified the impression of women that he's that hot, sadist guy.

He could even hear the giggles of the women behind. He knows that he was the one discussed by the giggling women. However, he ignored all of them.

Then a tanned boy who was just high as his shoulder walked next to him and asked him, “is our ride here yet?”

The blonde boy replied to the tanned boy, “No, he hasn't arrived yet.”

“That's a shame. I wanted to sightsee what America is like, which I have seen in movies so much. I was excited after hearing about my exchange program in the Indonesian branch of the Hunter organization. However, it was such a letdown after knowing that I was going to be in Pennsylvania.”

“I wanted to be in California or good ol' Texas. Where I hear the best states in America."

The blond boy replied to the very talkative tanned companion. “I don't care; I'm here to slay monsters and nothing else. That is the goal of this organization, to kill all of those abominations. I swear in my family name that I will kill all monsters!”

The tanned boy was somewhat scared by the caucasian boy that he backed a few steps away from him; however, as he supported, he hit someone.

When he looked behind him to apologize, the tanned boy saw Clint and Marcus.