Ignismens (Month 7) 18, 1616 Central Calendar, 14:00
San Redentore District, Runepolis, Holy Milishial Empire
After finishing his morning shift in the Ancient Ministry, the Third Timeline generally presented Meteos Roguerider with three choices for post-work activities: he could return home, and do whatever he wanted; visit the headquarters of his family business and do whatever he wanted; or head to the designated location and wait for the masked men to bring him to the Order of the Ancients' secret facility, so that he can do whatever he wanted. Since Monday limited his social options now that his friends were still stuck in school at the moment, Meteos' time would be dominated by planning or discussing alongside the White Lotus affiliates regardless of his choice.
In the end, after texting Robin and Princess Lugiel so that they know where they can find him, Meteos rode on his skateboard to visit the Roguerider Foundation's headquarters.
The receptionist smiled as the silver-haired boy walked up to the front desk, turning heads and eliciting greetings like a prince in this corporate kingdom that he is. "Welcome, Young Master! How may I be of service?"
"Is Father available?"
"Oh, yes, Master Roderick is currently in his office. May I announce your arrival?"
"Sure."
Accustomed to the formalities, Meteos gave the receptionist a curt nod and bid her farewell without waiting, then made a beeline for the central elevators. He swore he could hear someone gush – at him specifically – behind his back as he walked, but that's irrelevant so long as those adults can keep their manners. Or, they just haven't seen his adorable younger siblings.
Reaching the floor where Roderick's office was located, a sharp rap on the polished wooden door preceded his entrance. However, before Meteos could step further inside, a ceramic mud arced through the air coming from his side, spinning chaotically and hurtling straight for his face.
In an instant, Meteos stepped back and reacted with an outstretched right hand, channeling his mana to envelop the flying object in a faint blue light. The moment it crossed the invisible threshold of the magic he activated, its solid form seemed to disintegrate into particles, then rearrange itself in a startling display of control. One meter before impact, the mug dissolved entirely, transforming into a harmless sphere of water that Meteos kept suspended midair using his mana and gentle manipulation of his hands to keep it from dropping and staining anything. A satisfied grin spread across his face.
"I see no residual dust," came the casual comment from Adonis, the culprit who was lounging on a couch to his side.
"Eldest Brother," Meteos tilted his head. "I wasn't aware you're also here."
"Meteos."
"There you are, son. Come in!"
Turning to look at his father again, water still floating gently between his glowing hands, Meteos saw the man nod broadly with a smile adorning his face.
"Ah. This barely—" Meteos continued, only to be interrupted by the booming voice of a woman and the sound of the door being flung open.
"I AM HERE! WALKING THROUGH THE DOOR LIKE A NORMAL PERSON!!!"
"......Oh, please, march right in; I'm not concentrating or anything."
It seemed that she came here on short notice.
The woman giggled unapologetically. "My, my. It seems like someone's skill is getting sharper."
Maintaining control over the water even with the outburst, Meteos let out a snort and channeled his mana again. With a flick of his wrists, the water sphere was once more enveloped in a blue glow as it shimmered and then vanished with a pop, replaced by a pocket of gas that dissipated harmlessly.
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