Chapter 4: The Unstoppable Force
Arnold saw Debrah sitting at her desk and staring at Leo with suspicion. The naked countess boldly approached the administrator until her bare legs stood right beside Debrah's table. The clerk let out an awkward laugh, already thinking where he could apply for his next job.
"Well, do I have to ask this again? Tell me about my cousin!" The blonde put her hands on her hips, creating an even more alluring image.
If Debrah was a man, she'd surely give Leo Milran's whereabouts, his guards' numbers, and even the codes to all portals in Nevada. Instead, she turned her attention to Arnold and furrowed her brow.
"I feel like you've got some explaining to do, aren't you?"
"Don't you dare ignore the countess of Kir'ador!" The naked girl's shout eachoed through the room.
Before anyone could react, Leo jumped into the air in a furious yet elegant feat. Her feet landed right atop Debrah's desk, and now the naked blonde was squatting in front of the administrator, both showing herself off and preparing to grab her by that old tacky sweater if need be.
"Remove your dirty feet from my documents, you freak!" Debrah yelled, ready to call security.
Leo caught her hand in mid-air and let out a satisfied grin.
"Only after I learn everything I need, you textile pile," the blonde replied.
Arnold's eyes widened from this scene, yet he couldn't help but feel vindicated for all the suffering Debrah has caused him during the past year. Still, the clerk felt it was time to break them up, so he rushed to the women right when they were about to start exchanging blows. Of course, the first couple of blows still flew out, and both of them hit Arnold, but the clerk managed to stop the women while ouching from pain.
"P-please, stop, I... I can explain everything!" Arnold yelled and fell silent right after, imagining how weird it must've sounded to other clerks.
After some deep breaths and a glass of water, the clerk managed to tell Debrah about his naked companion, her mission, and how he was trying to help her. Obviously, he omitted the details about getting Sungoods the codes. Instead, the clerk told her a fascinating tale about trying to stop a criminal who stole ICA data and who was now tied up at the abandoned facility, ready to be apprehended. Debrah calmly listened to his scuffed speech, then leaned back on her chair and began rubbing her temples.
"Well, that doesn't give her an excuse to stand on my desk," she finally retorted, "but... I see that it's indeed an ICA problem. I just don't understand why you couldn't keep your head down and let others handle it, Arnold."
Meanwhile, Leo left the table, but only after landing her bare butt right on Debrah's office appliances and causing her to cringe. Arnold could tell the administrator was about to lash out again, but learning Leo's high position eased her temper. So instead, she chose diplomacy:
"Lady Eleonora, I'm sure my employee is right, and there's nothing to worry about in Milran's case. I think it's better to notify your parents and escort you to the nearest portal to protect you from harm."
"I've already proven I can protect myself," Leo looked at Arnold with a smile.
The clerk confirmed it, remembering the terror on Sungoods' face that was visible even through his mask.
"Besides," the blonde raised her voice again, "why should I trust any of your governmental agency talk if you were the ones who couldn't keep my cousin safe in the first place?! He claimed he's being held in a palace with no exit, and someone from your nation is demanding money from him!"
Debrah raised her eyebrows, then suddenly turned to her computer as if remembering something she forgot a long time ago. Leo ran up to see it too, much to Debrah's discomfort due to having to share her personal space and seeing that pair of boobs right before her eyes.
"I think I know what he was talking about... At least partially. It must be about Caesar's Palace, the hotel in which he chose to stay before the meeting," the administrator pulled up some information, after which Arnold cautiously looked into the screen as well.
There was a map with a red line painted across the roads and streets of Las Vegas. It must've been Milran's route to the hotel, during which, according to Debrah, there were no accidents. Leo kept suggesting something must've happened later, to which the administrator proposed to call Milran right now and make sure he's okay. Arnold breathed a sigh of relief at first, but then realized that Milran wasn't responding to the call. They phoned him once, twice, and thrice, but it didn't even seem like the calls went through.
"Odd."
"Maybe he forgot to charge his phone?" Arnold whispered.
"His device works on a solar battery crafted in Sanflaria and is capable of holding charge for a week of constant usage!" Leo protested, "I told you there was something wrong with him."
Debrah tried convincing the blonde that Milran must've been busy or lost his phone. She didn't believe it herself, of course, but was still hoping to make the countess go away so ICA could figure this out without a scandal. Too bad Leo didn't believe her words and forced the woman to give her the address and room number, so she could check on Milran herself. While Debrah wasn't supposed to give out such confidential information, she was also taught to satisfy the needs of high-ranking Sanflarian nobles, and today the latter seemed much more important than the former.
"Of course, Lady Eleonora, our best employees will escort you to Caesar's Palace, where you'll meet your cousin in person."
"And I will..." Arnold tried interjecting.
"And you will go back to your workplace and finish with the emails! You've already made a mess of things."
The clerk fell silent and lowered his head, but not after throwing a glance at the majestic blonde for what he thought would be the last time. Indeed, it didn't matter what he said, Debrah would never trust him with such an important mission. The only thing that was left is returning to his boring office reality, where the only naked women he'll see will be on the news article illustrations. Yet, after he made the first step, Leo grabbed him and pulled him close.
"Arnold?! What the hell are you doing?!" Debrah got up from her seat as she saw the clerk's body pressing against Leo's.
Arnold would like to defend himself very much but couldn't say a word since Leo pushed his face right into one of her boobs. He could barely process what happened, but his body already reacted with excitement that was visible even through his pants.
"Hold on! I didn't say he could leave!" The blonde said with pressure.
"You... want to travel with him? Him?!"
Leo nodded while Arnold freed himself from the "booby" trap and looked at the countess with even more surprise. The blonde explained that while Debrah might trust her best employees more, the countess couldn't, so she won't let ICA select staff to take her anywhere. Instead, she'll opt for the help of Arnold, who's already proven his loyalty to her.
The blonde didn't question whether this feeling was based on his honor, fear, or horniness since it was fine either way. Debrah fell back into her chair after hearing the news, and for a second, Arnold thought she fainted. But she wouldn't make it in ICA if she couldn't deal with the unexpected.
"Lady Eleonora, I understand your points, but I must urge you to reconsider," Debrah finally looked up. "ICA wants to guarantee your safety... But with him, we just can't."
Arnold frowned and was already preparing to respond, unable to take this abuse any longer, yet Leo cut him off.
"No worries, I'll guarantee it myself. Don't be afraid for your employee either, I'll bring him back safe and sound. As long as he does what I say," the blonde glanced at her companion with an odd smirk.
Debrah made a couple more attempts to convince Leo, but soon gave up and let the blonde have her way. That's how Arnold was assigned the important task of escorting the countess to Caesar's Palace, which could've brought him ample career opportunities if done correctly and lots of trouble otherwise. Debrah decided to emphasize the last part and grabbed Arnold by his coat when he was leaving.
"Remember: if something happens to her, your desk job will become a happy dream!" The administrator said, glaring at the man like a predator.
Arnold nodded rapidly, then followed the blonde to the office exit.
"Um," the clerk reluctantly turned around, "also, we kinda stole a car on the way here. ICA will help us sort this out, right?"
