His Sexy Supremacy

CHAPTER 07

Iron Cleaver was a technique that relied on the torrential energy circulated around the blade of the sword to increase its penetrative power, allowing it to cut through metal shields as if they were fruits.

The guard captain swung his sword, fully intending to send Sawyer’s head flying.

He thought this technique was an overkill.

However, his sword shattered to bits before it even touched Sawyer.

What just happened?

The guard captain couldn’t even comprehend it.

“Are you done cleaving?” Sawyer yawned once more. “If you get out of my way, I will enter through the gate.”

The guard captain stood in utter confusion and nervousness. (Who the hell is this guy? How did he break my sword that’s made out of rare metal?)

He had bought it in an auction for over 180K, so he believed it’d last with him forever.

But now it completely broke beyond repair.

As the guard captain’s anxiousness grew, a blue limousine arrived there.

Seeing the blue-haired driver, the guard captain rushed over to meet him.

“Nice timing,” Sawyer used this opportunity to enter through the gate.

“Sir Mike! It’s an honor to see you,” the guard captain greeted the youngster who stepped out of the car.

This youngster Mike pushed the guard captain away and rushed over to Sawyer. “A-Aren’t you… Sawyer Brews?”

“Shh!” Sawyer shut his mouth. “Who are you? Wait…you are Fredrick’s son, right?”

Fredrick Ray was the head of the Brilliant Guild, the one who had asked Sawyer to lead his guild and was willing to pay a billion dollars in advance.

“Yes, sir. My name is Mike. I saw you many years ago. I didn’t think it was you, but it really is you,” Mike’s eyes were lit up. “I’m a hardcore fan of you. C-Can I take a selfie?”

As Mike kept talking with Sawyer, the guard captain who was standing about thirty feet away was not having a good expression on his face. (Dammit. Did I mess with some bigshot? I have to right my wrong.)

He hurried over and bowed, “Forgive me for not recognizing and attacking an important guest.”

“I’m no guest,” Sawyer replied, leaving the guard captain puzzled. “Just like how a restaurant can’t stop a food inspector from entering their place, this auction site can’t stop me from entering, either. I don’t need to explain myself further. Do you still want to block my way?”

“I wouldn’t dare,” the guard captain kept his head lowered, a big bead of sweat sliding down his face.

As Sawyer walked away, Mike followed him.

Mike was just eighteen years old, but he looked even younger because there were no signs of mustache or beard on him.

“Just one selfie, please,” Mike pleaded like a kid.

“I’m not a hero or a celebrity for you to take a selfie with me. Don’t irritate me and go your way, Mike,” Sawyer tried to be patient with him.

“Y-You’re here for the auction, aren’t you?” Mike said. “Can I sit next to you?”

Sawyer sighed. “Your persistence definitely comes from your father, but I’m sure you’re here for the auction, too. So, focus on your work, not on me.”

After patting Mike’s shoulder once, Sawyer walked away.

“No matter what you say, you’re my hero!” Mike said a bit loudly, not caring if others could hear his words or not.

Sawyer smiled angrily as Mike kept following him. (If he wasn’t just a brat, I would have slapped some sense into him.)

Mike, on the other hand, made a call to his father. “Dad, guess who I met at Fletcher auction?”

“Who? Don’t tell me it’s your mom?” Fredrick asked while smoking in his bathtub. “Is she still bothering you to make me take her back?”

“No, Dad. I met the Empyrean…”

“What?” the cigar dropped from Fredrick’s hand. “Are you sure it’s him?”

“I just talked with him, Dad. You should hurry up.”

“I-I’m coming. In case he needs money, help him!” Fredrick said, jumping out of the bathtub. “I’ll give you full freedom!”

Mike grinned in excitement. “I will do everything I can to get a selfie from him.”

“A selfie? The fuck do you mean?”

“N-No, no, Dad, I mean, I’ll help him in every way I can.”

Meanwhile, the black benz stopped at the main entrance into the auction grounds.

Once Sasha stepped out, camera flashes lit up the night and every face nearby.

Many men looked at her with eyes full of different intentions.

Receiving stares from unwanted men was nothing new for her, and she didn’t even bother to look at them.

Nobody was allowed to enter the auction site, so everyone had to stand outside for the time being.

Just then, a red lamborghini stopped.

A red-haired beauty stepped out, and many rich young men had their eyes on her, for she was Eureka Fletcher, the only daughter of Vicky Fletcher.

Many wealthy men went to shake hands with her, but she totally ignored them.

She had the air of arrogance around her through and through.

“I am managing the auction tonight,” Eureka said aloud, “and I’m going to be fair to everyone. I will not give personal preference to anybody.”

Her black female assistant standing behind her with a pro-pad in her hand whispered in Eureka’s ears. “That’s the Deville family.”

Eureka’s eyes fell on Sasha. “Ah, so she’s the one my dad wants Ashton to marry. I wasn’t present during my brother’s engagement, but she looks okay at best. My dad wants my worthless younger brother to marry that woman just because she’s growing into a successful entrepreneur. He must see great potential in her, but she’s not even a certified super assistant. She’s nothing in my eyes.”

Sasha, who was nearly thirty feet away, could sense a bit of iciness and mocking in Eureka’s eyes. “She’s so full of herself.”

“She passed the super-soldier test last month with a great score,” Darius told her in a low voice. “Many guilds are lining up for her. Of course, she’s going to be haughty.”

Darius knew how difficult it was to pass the super soldier test.

Every year only 5 to 6 percent out of the millions of applicants around the world would pass this test.

Even the ones who failed the test but reached the later rounds in the test would still be sought after by guilds and other organizations.

Darius barely managed to pass the first round last year, and he was itching to do better next time.

“I don’t get it,” Sasha said annoyedly. “Why do you want to become a super soldier so badly when we already have so much money? Are millions of dollars not enough?”

“Millions won’t save us from what’s coming, Sasha,” Darius was able to freely talk because David had left their side to greet Eureka.

“And what’s coming?”

“Don’t talk like you don’t know,” Darius sighed. “The extraterrestrial and subterranean forces are doing their best to enslave humanity and take over the earth. Unless we’re in the top one percent, we might not be able to survive the coming decade. That’s why, along with getting rich, we also have to get physically powerful. Mm?” Darius noticed a somewhat familiar face in the crowd. “Isn’t that… Mike Ray? Wait… why is he walking with that trash?”

“Trash?” Sasha looked in that direction and spotted the handsome guy next to Mike. “Sawyer?”

“How did that bastard get inside?” Darius coldly looked at his sister. “Was it your doing?”

“W-What? No! I have no idea how he got in!” she quickly. “I’ve been with you all this time, haven’t I? Maybe he used that boy Mike to get inside?”

“Hmph,” Darius didn’t believe his sister’s words. “Call the guards and get him kicked out.”

“W-Who?” Sasha’s expression froze. “M-Me?”

At that moment, a Lamborghini arrived at the main entrance.

Ashton Fletcher stepped out of the car. And he wasn’t alone.

He was with a model who had a lollipop in her mouth. And he wrapped his arm around her shoulder as camera flashlights lit up their faces.

Ashton, on the other hand, gave poses to the cameras and noticed that the girl next to him was staring at someone else.

When Ashton looked in that direction, he saw Sawyer, and his expression turned serious. “That motherfucker… isn’t he the one who tricked me last night and took Sasha home? I’m going to make him bleed from his bottom tonight!”