The hivemind is conquering for me?-Chapter 704: ’My Archon’

Rhodos: Spartari Core World:

"I don’t care who they send! I am not paying those taxes! I am an Archon for fuck sake! Handle this or your ass is grass!" A man shouted through his communicator before slamming it against the desk.

"Fucking imbeciles. He muttered before reaching under his desk. He then opened his mini fridge and pulled out a cold one and opened it with his teeth. The man looked down a moment at his growing beer gut and sighed.

Not two years ago was he in the army kicking ass and taking names. And now here he was using beer to aid in his agony and grief. He knew he was destroying himself, he just no longer cared, or perhaps he did and just didn’t have the effort to try anymore?

*Knock Knock Knock*

’Ugh, what now.’ He thought. "Come in!"

The door opened and immediately his eyes opened wide. A young woman with short brown hair entered the room. "Mr Archon? I-I’m your new maid. I was told to come clean your office, but I wasn’t sure if you were here. Should I come back later?"

The Archon smiled, delighted by the surprise. "Not at all, my dear. Not at all, come in. I am just doing some monotonous paperwork, nothing that requires deep contemplation."

The maid then looked at him, her eyes basically sparkling. "Wow. I bet you are just saying that because you are super smart and can multitask so well. Oh forgive me, my Archon. I will get to work, forgive my outburst!"

The Archon smirked. ’Such a cute little thing.’ He couldn’t help thinking before his eyes almost bulged out of his sockets. His new maid had bent down to begin cleaning and he got the sight of a whale tail and began pitching a tent.

With his blood going to his second head, he couldn’t help asking. "Dear, how old are you?"

The maid stopped and looked back at the Archon with an innocent smile. "I am fourteen, sir Archon."

’Jackpot!’ The Archon thought before asking. "Oh really? How did you manage to get this job at such a young age dear?"

The maid then beamed at him again. "Through your young worker program! Thanks to you, so many orphans like myself are able to pave our own way forward. We owe you everything!"

The Archon shuddered. This little tease was pushing all his buttons in the right way.

As the maid got back to work, the Archon stood up and silently walked behind the maid. "You know, for someone so young, your assets are incredible. Did you start puberty young, my dear?"

The maid then turned around surprised. She noticed the way he was looking at her and blushed as she looked to the side. "Y-yes, my Archon. How did you know?"

The Archon leant down and grabbed the maids chin forcefully, prompting her to gasp in surprise. "Like you said dear, I am super smart." The Archon watched as the woman’s eyes turned soft, taking a slight glance at his lips.

He chuckled at the sight. "You dressed in those sexy black panties on purpose, didn’t you, dear? Were you attempting to seduce me? I must say, that is very naughty of you, my dear."

The maid looked away embarrassed for a moment before she turned back full of resolve. "I’m sorry, my Archon. I know you wouldn’t want an ugly woman like me, but I revere you so much for what you have done for this world. For me... I-I just wanted to repay you.... I will quit right away, I am sorry I have insulted your honour."

The maid tried to get up, but the Archons strong hands kept her in place. "I appreciate your candour so I too will be candid. I see how much you want to repay me, so it would be wrong of me not to allow you to do that. However, I cannot accept your repayment in this building for... Legal reasons. You said you were with my initiative, correct? So considering you are working in this building, you now reside in my corporate hotel? Correct?"

The maid nodded her head. "Yes, my Archon, room 818."

The Archon then smiled and used his thumb to brush across the maid’s lips. "Then why don’t I pay you a personal visit later? As a thank you for starting your job with me and trusting my worker program?"

The maid licked the tip of his thumb before giggling. "It would be my pleasure to host you, my Archon."

The Archon then stood up and smiled at the maid, noticed his pitched tent and audibly gulped. "Very well. That is what we shall do, but for now, do your job."

...

The Archon arrived at the room specified earlier. He cleared the entire floor. The little slut was teasing him all day. Flashing her sexy underwear, those soft explicit moans as she performed her job. It took his every last ounce of restraint not to pounce on the forbidden fruit right then and there.

A moment later, the door opened and his little minx was standing there in high heels and a robe, his mind racing at what was underneath it. "My Archon, you came!"

"As promised darling. I even cleared the entire floor so you can... Really show your appreciation."

"Mmmh, I am sure I won’t disappoint, my Archon. Come in. When I arrived back earlier, someone had sent bubbly wine up. I assumed it was a present from you? As a thank you for my work today?"

That wasn’t the case at all, but he wouldn’t look a gift horse in the mouth. "Yes, exactly. I reward hard work and your work today left me very hard."

"Archon!" The maid blushed and looked away cutely. The Archon bit his bottom lip seeing this. ’This young one was going to be fun to break in.’

"Why don’t you open the bottle dear? Let us have a drink before we get to know each other better?" He suggested. He was still in a great position of power, he couldn’t look eager until he was inside her.

"Okay! I’ve never had alcohol before so forgive me if I get... Sloppy. Hehe~."

The Archon took another deep breath to compose himself. He then watched as his new maid struggled to get the cork out at which point he let out his hand lazily and spoke with authority. "Pass it here, darling."

The maid looked away sheepishly before passing the bottle over. With one thumb, the Archon then flicked upwards and the cork came out with a loud pop that made the maid jump before giggling.

She then passed the glasses over and the two of them clinked. The Archon waited a moment to watch the woman drink. Not because he didn’t trust her, but because decades of muscle memory from his Noble training forced him to.

Watching his new plaything down the entire glass and squirm with delight, he let out a soft chuckle before doing the same.

"Oh you naive cuck. Do you really think anyone is actually this ditsy?"

The Archons hairs then stood on end as the entire feeling of the woman in front of him shifted. A rage overtook him as he stood up. "What did you do, bitch!" He declared before prompting collapsing.

...

Keyla stood up and removed her robe to reveal a low cut top and shorts underneath. The man’s eyes were still awake. The paralytic toxins were working wonders. Keyla then trivially picked the man up and chucked him onto the bed before sitting down next to him and stroking his hair.

"You know, I don’t usually do this. The whole talking to my victims before performing my art, but I am here on my boyfriend’s behalf so I thought I should let you know why you are dying today."

She then moved and sat on the man’s beer belly and looked down at him. "First lets get this started, Axel Belnevis, by saying I know about Brent. Your son. Well, your bastard. You raped a thirteen year old and then ruined her life to the point she killed herself. Pretty fucked up and I have no emotions around almost all beings in existence.

But some shred of you kept your little back up son around. Just in case. You had him trained and taught secretly. Random scholarships here and there. Quite admirable for the piece of shit you are. And then he joined a mercenary company.

Tuarox is a good company, lots of veterans. A safe place to grow a reputation, but then Decima happened. Tuarox took a hit. Your son died. Instead of honouring his ’valiant sacrifice.’ You decided to take revenge against the mission leader. Kathrine Hyllus."

The man’s eyes were locked to Keyla and that look of hatred, it had her going a little...

She then lay down on top of the man, her nose practically against his. "But I am not here for Kathrine. Honestly, if she dropped tomorrow, I wouldn’t bat an eyelid. Though my boyfriend... Well he would be pissed~. In fact, he is very pissed off. So pissed off by you trying to have his slave assassinated, that he pulled me, the sanguine butcher, out of retirement. Just to deal with you! Hahaha!"

Keyla laughed giddily as the man’s pupils shrank, realising just who he was in the room with. She wasn’t going to lie, she missed this feeling every single day.

She then stood up and looked down at the man. "You know, I don’t know if I should take it as a compliment or an insult that you think I passed for fourteen. It must be my hair... I cannot believe you fuckers have a no dye policy. I fucking loved my purple hair as well, it reminded me of him... Oh well. I better get started. You get nice and comfortable, ’my Archon.’ Oh, and thank you for clearing the floor for me, that was very generous of you, I can really let go now. As you are going to be my most passionate work yet!"

Keyla then let out a wicked smirk as she approached the bed once more and sang a little tune.

"♩ Oh little butcher had a farm, Keyla was her name-O♩"