studiobondurri Chapter 575: In Good Hands...
Chapter 575: In Good Hands...
Chapter 575: In Good Hands...
Chapter 575: In Good Hands...
The Unicoras landed among the group of smaller mountains, as Undying Narelle alighted, with Zeras highlighting a moment later. Only now did he properly look at the mountain, and he realized a not-so-surprising fact: they were cottages, almost like mini-houses. But instead of building houses with bricks and all, the sect had a different ideal of home building, choosing to carve their houses into mountains instead.
Arriving before one of the small mountains, Undying Narelle stood before the door, knocking twice, and soon a grumpy voice resounded.
“And who the Hell dared to disturb the rest of this young master? Your jobs must have made you tired of life...” The roar blasted out as Zeras couldn’t help but pity the person behind that door. Soon, the ground beneath his and Undying Narelle’s feet shook as a figure walked towards the door, and then...
CLINK.
The door was ruthlessly flung open, revealing the red eyes of a burly young man, as old as Zeras. Immediately, his eyes landed on Zeras, but he ignored the pretty boy, instead focusing on the beautiful lady, a beautiful grin appearing on his face for a second before disappearing as he recognized Undying Narelle.
His eyes shifted as he drew out a wrapped scroll from his book and quickly feasted his eyes on it. Then he stopped at a middle area of the scroll, looking between Undying Narelle and the scroll, back and forth.
“WOE TO MY BASTARD OF A GOD-FORSAKEN SOUL. I DARED TO BELITTLE THE MAGNIFICENCE OF MY UNDYING MASTER. MAY I BE CAST INTO THE TEMPESTUOUS OCEAN AND CRUCIFIED ON THE THORNY POLES OF KITORA TO ATONE FOR MY SINS!” The young man screamed out, falling on his chest and proclaiming loudly, tears and snot oozing from his face as he cried bitterly. “Please, Undying Master. For the sake of all that is forgiven in our exalted sect, please forgive me my sins. I had no idea it was you. Please, please, in the name of all the grand elders, forgive my god-forsaken soul. I swear by the founding power of the sect, this will never occur again...”
“I will accept your apology, knowing well you would not dare if you had been aware,” Undying Narelle voiced out expressionlessly. The young man had his tears and snot instantly disperse into the wind as he jumped onto a knee.
“Huh?”
‘Oh, I was daydreaming...’ Kenji thought as he hurriedly jumped to his feet and looked down at the idle Zeras’s head with a raised nose.
“Mhm-mhm, come with me, chap!” he declared, and with a puffed-out chest, he walked into the door, with Zeras quickly following behind him. The inside of the mountain was actually a large room, more of an office, with a big chair and desk, pieces of clothes, some scattered files, and multitudes of rings.
“I won’t be welcoming you; I guess you have been welcomed multitudes of times when you were sitting behind my magnificent Undying Master and using your accursed nose to sniff her heavenly smell,” Kenji said with jealousy in his eyes as Zeras’s face dropped.
‘Tch, she doesn’t even pass two of my hundreds of requirements,’ he thought as Kenji’s face morphed.
“You bastard, don’t tell me you were not gobsmacked by the heavenly beauty of my Undying Master. Just being able to feast your dirty eyes on her is probably the greatest thing that has ever happened to you,” Kenji said with a grin at Zeras.
“Well, I would say she is not that bad. And I don’t know if my dirty eyes are wrong, but I think you also want a piece of her, don’t you? Just like everyone in this sect, isn’t that true?” Zeras said with a cunning glint in his eyes as he looked at the Fatty, an evil scheme in his head.
“Huh?”