I stepped out of one of the public teleportation formations in the Pyramid and looked at the building ahead, which is like a black vine climbing toward the sky.
This is a Ramos Tower, belonging to the member of the Pyramid council whom I have to meet. The person I am meeting is Anthony Parks; he is responsible for receiving all the things that I create.
First, it was Lord Whitman, but it was not his department of responsibility. He had done that because he was familiar with me before he introduced me to Lord Parks, who became responsible for taking the things from me.
He is a little different from other members of Pyramid Council I had met before and one of few Grandmasters that is not from supremes.
I walked into the tower and was directly taken toward the office by the secretary; she was waiting for me to lobby by the orders of lord Parks.
"Lord Parks," I said as I entered his office. "Micheal, my dear Micheal, do you know how excited I get whenever you come. I always felt like a kid when you come to me since you always bring great things to me," said the man who looked to be in his early fifties.
Anthony Parks is one of the strangest people Ive ever met; he is a powerful Grandmaster but does not have an invisible dignity they have. Hell, he did not even feel like a powerhouse of Tyrant.
He feels more like a candy cartman who sells candies laughing and smiling while making jokes.
He is also bald and fat and also wears bright clothes. Anyone who looked at him would smile and let their guard down unknowingly, and that is the most dangerous thing about him because no one lets one guard down in front of Grandmaster.
"What did you bring me today, your ruin rings or crystal roses, or did you come here to tell me you have finally succeeded in that experiment of yours? You know it would help us a lot if you are able to create it quickly; we will need them in large numbers," He asked excitedly.
"No, I did not bring those things or found a success in my project," I said, and a disappointed expression appeared on his face, his expressions as such that even Grimm Monsters would feel a pity for him for a moment.
"I brough new things," I said after a moment, no longer could bear to those disappointed violet eyes of his.
His violet eyes lit up like a bulb when he heard me, "What is it? seeing it is you, it must be something good," he asked. To that, I just smiled and took out four wooden boxes one after another; they have immediately occupied his big desk.
He did not wait for me and immediately opened the biggest box, which is more like a chest.
As he opened it, layer and layer of the wooden shelves appeared, and each shelve contained two and a hundred and fifty crystal petals, and there were four of suck shelves, containing thousand unranked tyrant grade rose petals.
"Crystal petals; we were just wondering when you would bring them out to us," He said and opening box after another in rapid succession.
"You knew about them?" I asked in great surprise; other than me, only four people have known about it and tested it outside. I don't think they saw me tasting it. I would have sensed the Grandmaster unless it is someone of Lord Parks caliber with powerful stealth ability is tailing me.
"The Pyramid has eyes and ears everywhere, Micheal." Lord Parks replied without looking up from the crystal petals, which he observed with his shining eyes, and this time, it is not emotions that are making them shine but ability.
"We have been waiting for it. If you had not brought this to me in a week, I would have asked you about them myself," he said.
I felt a little irked by his spying, but soon my anger calmed down. The Pyramid keeps eyes on everyone, both the Grimm Monsters and their own. It might seem like controlling and paranoid behavior, but it is something we have learned to do by thousands of years fighting against the Grimm Monster.
It is a necessity, and it has often protected many talented humans from dying and committing great mistakes.
Though I am still uncomfortable knowing I have been spied on, and likely many of my secrets are now known to the Pyramid.
"This is great; it will help us a lot in producing the high-level essence roses that now you don't have to go out kill those high-level Grimms yourself," He said and closed the boxes, completely unbothered by a secret he had just revealed and how uncomfortable I am feeling.
"These are the most dangerous things I have produced, and if not used wisely, it will get lot more humans killed than turning the Grimm Monsters into the essence roses," I said seriously.
"Yes, they are dangerous. Only those with great self-control and powerful binding abilities should have these," He said, first time putting serious expressions on his face.
I am not surprised by his accurate deduction, they have known about the petals for weeks, and it is enough time to analyze all the factors, especially the risks associated with it.
"I just hope that Pyramid would not be lax," I cautioned again. These are too dangerous to fall into the hands of ill-tempered fellows or those who take too many risks.
"Don't worry, we will be careful with who we give these petals to," He said and turned to me.
"These will be quite useful in war efforts, and if you want anything other than your usual resources, don't hesitate to ask," he said. Hearing it, a smile couldn't help but appear on my face.
"Yes, there is something I want," I said. "What is it? as long as it is not something Grand Lords require or immediate need Pyramid or someone, we will give it to you?" He asked while calmly putting some restrictions on the way.
"I want green fire," I said simply.
