REINCARNATION: SUMMONER TO SPEEDSTER

CHAPTER NINETY EIGHT

When we reached the second floor, the guy in gray clothes brought me into an office. It was a simple room with a table and a chair. On the table laid piles of files, and there was a man sitting on the chair. He was a fat guy, with a beard on his face. He looked quite different from what I imagined from the guy I talked with. That’s when the fat guy stood up and, with a smile, said, “Let me introduce you to our head, Mr. Arnab Singh. He is waiting for you in the meeting hall. “ Then he motioned me towards a room, whose door was inside the office I entered.

Shaking my head, I pushed the door to the meeting hall open. There, sitting on the other end of a long table, was a young guy, probably around his late twenties. When he saw me, he greeted me with a polite smile and even shook my hand.

Then he introduced himself, “Hello Mr. Mike. I am Arnab Singh, the guy you talk