Daneel started to put his guard up, as he suspected that anyone who was related to that madman who had called himself the 'Mad Doctor' must also be, well, mad.

However, when he saw what happened next, he couldn't help but let his jaw drop.

In a smooth motion, the kid knelt on the floor in front of Daneel's feet and said, "Sir! Please take me in as your disciple?"

What? Was Daneel going crazy? Had Skrrag hit him so hard yesterday that he was now seeing things?

Getting these doubts in his head, Daneel rubbed his eyes, but the kid was still there, kneeling with his hands stretched out and his upper body parallel to the floor with his head almost touching the ground.

Hearing no response, the kid looked up and saw Daneel looking at him with a startled expression.

Still kneeling, he made his upper body straight and took out something from his pocket.

It was a miniature sword-shaped trinket, and when the kid squeezed, it enlarged into a full-sized sword with a flowing design and a golden handle.

Holding it out in front of him, "Apologies for asking without presenting any gift for Master! This is a Warrior-level Fighter Trinket, it's the best one I have on me! Please accept it, I beg of you!"

Still dazed, Daneel couldn't find it in himself to answer.

This was someone from the Big 4! Wasn't he supposed to be haughty? Wasn't he supposed to look down on everyone else as if they were just dirt?

Instead, he was kneeling and offering gifts while begging?!

One thing was clear, though: this behavior really did match with this kid's snivelly appearance.

And…what did he say? A Warrior-level trinket?!

The number of Warrior-level trinkets in Lanthanor could be counted on one hand, so Daneel wasn't willing to waste this opportunity.

So, acting once again like the expert he was supposed to be, he took the sword into his hands and held it's hilt while running his fingers along its length.

Seeing that the man had accepted the gift, Percy looked up with hope on his face.

After a few seconds, Daneel smiled at the corner of his mouth and said, "Hmm, not bad! Made from Volcanic Iron while using the scales of a h.e.l.l-crocodile as a reinforcing agent. I'll take it as a gift, but you must be delusional if you think it's enough for me to take you on as a disciple. What do you want to learn from me, anyway? And what was all that stuff about honor? Here I thought we could have a good fight! Don't you want to take revenge for that a.s.sh*ole of a brother of yours? Sit before answering, though, I don't wanna bend my neck."

"Incredible! I wasn't wrong in my judgment! Finding out the material of the trinket by just examining it! Master, you are really amazing!"

Exclaiming like so and beaming with happiness even though Daneel hadn't said that he accepted him as his disciple, Percy got up and dusted his clothes before sitting on the sofa nearby.

Daneel, on the other hand, laughed inwardly on seeing that his ploy of using the system to a.n.a.lyze the trinket had worked.

Of course, he had no idea whatsoever about trinkets.

"I apologize for acting like that before, Master. I think you understand when I say that I have to keep up appearances! As for that a.s.sh*ole of a brother, I'm just regretful that he didn't lose his tool permanently! You should hear about all the embarra.s.sments he caused me and my father. At one point, all the woman in our Sect rallied together against him due to his lascivious comments, but our father talked them down. Since then, he was grounded until being sent to that Event. It was so fun seeing him moan in pain all day while having his tool grown back! By the way, can I borrow a mosquito so that we can have the whole thing repeat?"

In response, Daneel only raised an eyebrow.

Fearing that he might have gone too far, Percy smiled, but this made Daneel want to punch him again.

"Sorry, I got ahead of myself. The bottom line is, my younger brother inherited my dad's l.u.s.t. I'm one of his b.a.s.t.a.r.d sons, and my mother was just a lowly maid who died while giving birth to me. Luckily, I inherited some talent, so I wasn't killed off like other b.a.s.t.a.r.d sons and daughters of his. Still, he doesn't give two sh*ts about me. I've had to claw my way up in the Sect, as my father only focuses his resources on those who were born 'officially', like the a.s.sh*ole brother in question. Master, I won't beat around the bush. I am someone who prides myself on identifying opportunities. That's how I became influential enough to represent my Sect here! I know that you must be in possession of a VERY powerful inheritance, because I studied both the mosquitoes that your disciple made and the anti-mosquito solution that you made. I don't dare ask for you to pa.s.s down your inheritance to me, but I hope that by being in your service, you can teach me a few things. Please consider."

Well, things made more sense now.

It was, indeed, logical that that l.u.s.t must have come from somewhere, and the story that Percy was telling him seemed truthful enough.

However, Daneel was conflicted.

He wasn't naïve enough to believe the story, but he also knew that an inside source was very useful.

And, he had no qualms against fleecing this kid as much as possible.

After thinking for a bit, he was just about to reply, but a knock on the door interrupted them.

Taking out a communication trinket from his pocket, Percy handed it to Daneel and said, "Master, please think on it. You can contact me through this."

After making sure that Daneel pocketed the trinket, he walked to the door, but turned back and flicked his finger.

Thinking that it was a surprise attack, Daneel was about to defend but he stopped when he saw something incredible happen.

Multiple vases, sofas, and walls cracked simultaneously, and in a few places, fire came into being before disappearing and leaving behind soot.

Opening the door, Percy shouted, "I'll kill you if you think about going against my family again! It's only because of Sister Xuan that I'm leaving you alive now! Watch your back, punk!"

Leaving these words, Percy stormed out of the door, leaving Sister Xuan and the other two staring at the inside of the room which looked like a fight had just taken place.

Daneel was about to chuckle on seeing this, but he had no option but to stop and gawk once again when he received a message on the communication trinket that he had just been given.

"Sorry about that, again, Master. As an apology gift, here's some inside information which might be useful to you or your disciple: The Kingdom of Axelor is secretly maneuvering against the Hidden Kill Sect, and they might conquer the Sect soon. This is why the Sect Leader is so desperate to unlock their formation. Recently, it seems that Axelor has stepped up their efforts after seeing your disciple's Kingdom and the Black Raven Kingdom unite. By annexing the Hidden Kill Sect, they want to establish a large force which can stand up against your disciple's."