Chapter 477 Baron Iglanon

Chapter 477 Baron Iglanon

Nial and his companions were treated in the best possible way as the Secretaries and the Maid thought of them as nobles.
The maid led them to a large room that was located right in front of Baron Iglanon's office before she left after asking if they needed some refreshments, or if they would be fine if left alone.
Nial didn't want to be distributed, so he informed the maid and Secretary Kim to leave after activating the isolation dome.
The runic constellations of the isolation dome were not perfect, but they were good enough for Nial's plan.
Upon visualizing the room all around him, Nial quickly noticed that they had entered a large living room that was most probably used for all kinds of meetings.
A small glass table was placed in the center of the living room, and several wooden chairs were neatly placed around the glass table.
In the left corner of the room was a couch, and Nial lay down there waiting for Baron Iglanon to leave his office. He could perceive everything the Baron was doing, but there was no point in intervening and rushing the poor idiot.
The Train to Hell would reach him sooner or later, either way.
There was no need for Nial to rush anything, which was why he spent some more time focusing on his surrounding area.
'A few hidden cameras, microphones to record the audio separately, and a few runic armaments to see one's mana core rank and fluctuations, and to make an imprint of the mana fluctuations… there is even a device to see through fabric and camouflage runic armaments…not bad, they're really prepared!'
Nial was truly impressed by the number of runic armaments that had been installed in the large living room. Every single runic armament in the living room was worth a small fortune because they had been customized to remain extremely small and inconspicuous, basically well hidden from everyone's eye, yet still in possession of high-quality functions.
Some runic armaments were hidden within the large, exquisite, and expensive-looking cabinets, or the highly 'artistic' paintings that filled the empty walls with some life, while other runic armaments were considered unique pieces of decorations owing to their appearance.
However, each of the runic armaments was useless against someone, who knew that they were around him. The runic armaments were not activated 24/7. They would only be turned on when the Baron pressed a button that would send a mana frequency signal to the runic armaments within the living room.
To the Baron's misfortune, Nial made sure that none of the runic armaments would work for the next half an hour. This might arouse suspicion, but he had already planned out everything…well maybe not everything.
When Nial found himself extremely bored on the couch with the Darkness Gryphon lying on his chest, demanding more caresses, the Baron finally found his way to the living room.
Baron Iglanon was wearing exquisite linen clothes, which immediately suggested that he was wealthy and of high political status.
In contrast, Nial's appearance suggested that he was just a hoodlum, someone who was not really supposed to be able to talk to a Baron, no matter what race he belonged to.
He had also retracted his mana and temporarily sealed it inside his Mana Core and Heart of Darkness to make sure that Baron Iglanon wouldn't think highly of him.
And as expected, Baron Iglanon's attention was pulled to the Oracle for a moment before he split his focus onto Ryu and Melheim Zorn.
The Baron's interest in Ryu was the highest, but that was to be expected. It was quite rare to see a Gryphon youngling in the flesh, especially one with the mutation of a Darkness Affinity.
Ryu had two pairs of wings at that, hinting that he had awoken the dormant bloodline that the monster harbored.
"I apologize for being late, but I didn't expect the Head Secretary to make such a big mistake. She shouldn't forget to schedule the appointment for such important guests as you!" Baron Iglanon greeted formally with a thin smile on his face as he did the standard greeting of the Linaton race.
The Linaton race was a race with mostly gray skin, big emerald-colored eyes, and a small, frail body. They had overly long arms and legs when compared to their torso…if one considered them long because they were shorter than human arms and much thinner. Baron Iglanon was only 120 centimeters tall and that was already large for a Linaton. His arms reached his knee cap, which made him look ridiculous in his noble clothes.
He looked everything but aesthetically pleasing, but that was not something the Baron could be bothered about…probably.
The Linaton race looked ugly in its entirety, to begin with. Their wrinkly gray skin made them look old and their huge head and large emerald eyes made it look like they were a crossbred of a bunch of ugly monsters.
Melheim repeated the greeting's gesture again but it looked a little clumsy as he tried to put his right foot to the left of his left foot bowing lightly with his hands nearing the opposite shoulder.
Upon visualizing Melheim's attempts, Nial almost laughed out loud. However, he got himself under control quickly enough and he repeated a different action, motioning his right hand against his left chest before he tipped his head forward slightly.
That was enough for him to greet the Royal Princess of the Elven race, let alone a piece of shit such as Baron Iglanon.
"Unfortunately, I don't know how I deserved to meet such a noble character such as you…sir…I am sorry, but the Head Secretary didn't even tell me your names…I am terribly sorry…" Baron Iglanon apologized while looking extremely distraught. He pointed at the table and motioned his guests to sit down with him.
Melheim nodded his head calmly with a faint smile on his lips, thankfully, before he sat down. The Oracle followed Melheim, while Nial ordered Ryu to run around the table from the right side.
"We are sorry to hear that you didn't know about our appointment. It's no problem that you don't know our names either. We made the appointment not too long ago, and we are already glad that you waste your time speaking to us," Melheim said in an obedient and slimy voice. He rubbed his fingers and forced himself to fake a greedy smile.
Nial smiled at the bad acting of his Vice-Leader and he inwardly apologized to Melheim for having to do that.
At the same time, Nial merged with the shadows and he emerged on the other side of the room, behind Baron Iglanon.
'Let's see what I can do with Dominion… How should we get started?' Nial wondered, an evil smile slowly forming on his lips.
Oblivious to Baron Iglanon, Nial had begun to temper his mind and to make his way through the old and stubborn trickster…after all, Linaton was just that…a small race of disgusting tricksters and hypocrites!
Nial ignored the discussion between Baron Iglanon and Melheim Zorn as he focused on the domination of the Baron's mind.
And slowly but steadily five minutes elapsed before the Baron ended up looking around in confusion.
"What…is going on? Where am I? I met with the Shelturion just a moment ago, and now I'm…in prison?! WHO dares to imprison me, Baron Iglanon, the highest-ranked Ambassador who is scamming the Origin's humans!?!" Baron Iglanon burst out loud, his emerald eyes shining brightly.
He was just about to use his mana to use one of his few abilities when realization dawned upon him.
"I…don't have any mana anymore? I cannot even control my mana either…Where is my MANA????"
Fear and desperation due to the unexpected and sudden situation could be seen in his eyes as Baron Iglanon jumped up from his chair.
Meanwhile, Melheim, the Oracle, and Ryu looked over at him.
"He is exposing a lot more than expected. That's pretty neat. I guess everything has worked out," Nial answered calmly and he stepped out of the darkness of the corner of the room with a faint smile on his lips.
His lifeless milky-white eyes stared unfocused in the Baron's direction before he sat down opposite him, to Melheim's left side.
Ryu charged over to him and he jumped on Nial's lap where he tried to find a comfortable position to snuggle up.
"Ryu…you are not that small anymore," Nial joked before his expression turned serious as he focused on the Linaton once again.
He pointed at the chair just a moment later.
"Sit down you ugly piece of shit!"