Master El Payaso chuckled. His robotic voice sounded particularly grating to the brothers’ ears especially at this moment. It was like a fingernail was scratching a blackboard, irritating them to no end, but they couldn’t complain because the other party was their respected master.
The leader tightened his hold on the phone. His mouth was smiling but his eyes were flashing with rejection to their master’s insinuation that they were inferior to Drakon. He believed that they were only slightly worse than Drakon but they should be able to defeat him after a few more rounds. Their skills were growing fast with every battle against a high quality opponent like Drakon.
"Don’t overthink my meaning, children. Drakon and his two disciples might be better than my initial impressions but they should be far below my level."
The others except for the leader relaxed their tense bodies and started nodding their heads in agreement. Indeed, their master was recognized as one of the top hackers in the world and had retained that position for years.
"You are the heirs of a powerful legacy. Not only mine, El Payaso, but also that of our organization. I, your master, am extremely pleased to have such outstanding, talented, skilled and very promising disciples. You are the crème of the crop, the survivors of a harsh selection. You will all certainly have a more brilliant future than Drakon who seems to have nobody of my level backing him besides Jin Corporation. Since Jin Corporation will eventually fall under our control, Drakon will end up becoming a pet without a master. Depending on the situation, Drakon can become our new dog. But if he refuses to wear our leash and submit to us, then he can only become soil fertilizer in the end. Such a pity if that’s the case."
Master El Payaso wielded his words like a magician and instantly united his disciples, making them see a beautiful vision of greatness in the future starring themselves, and of course, their organization.
Except the leader.
He stayed silent, not disturbing the hopeful and motivated atmosphere around him. Although he also believed the vision of greatness that his master and their organization had been preaching to them since they were children, he still found himself rejecting it whenever their master declared that they were the heirs of El Payaso’s legacy.
Unlike his brothers, he had no interest in inheriting their master’s legacy at all. There was another legacy that he wanted. He dreamed about it. Craved it. Unfortunately, that hacker had disappeared for years and hadn’t returned since then.
In the hacker world, many were discussing how Drakon’s operating tendencies were the closest to Fantom’s legendary techniques. Their styles might be different but the techniques were on point.
For someone like him who worshipped Fantom, hearing that another hacker was similar to his most admired person was extremely irritating.
How dare a mere mortal like Drakon imitate a god like Fantom and pretend to have reached the highest hacking heavens? Sacrilege!
’I want to meet you. I want to see what kind of person you are, Drakon. You are my chosen rival. I will defeat you, crush you under my foot, and stand at the top of the world as the very best hacker. Just like Fantom.’
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