Bored Gamer In Other Worlds Chapter 406
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"We're ready!" I heard a voice came out from above the stairs. It was almost 2 hours since I had been heating the sofa with my ass. Finally, my lengthy boredom will end. I sighed deeply.
Women will forever be an unsolvable creature. They were only good for one thing and no more. I shook my head in perplexity.
"Seth, honey! Can you please take the luggage upstairs?" Adriana's voice requested something out of me, as usual. Tsk tsk. What a needy bitch!
"Sure, honey! I'll be there in a second!" I yelled and rose to my feet. This is going to be a long journey, I thought darkly.
"Why don't we postpone our trip for tomorrow?" Adriana suggested when she saw the setting sun welcomed us with its last lights.
"And be torched to death in that oven? We can make it tonight, Adriana." Lucia was the first one to react. She did not want to experience the hell she'd gone through last night. That room was practically a toaster!
"Okay, then. Time to go." I remarked and led the way for the family. Two baggage were with me and I dragged them easily behind on its rolling wheels.
Mr. Valeska mirrored my form, same with my girlfriend and Kelsey. Only the queen held a handbag in comfort and ease.
"We should have left all these dresses, dear. You wouldn't even have a chance to wear them to where we're going." Robert stated as he looked at all their belongings.
"Shut up, Robert! I would not leave a single piece of cloth behind, you hear me?! Try it and you'll have to carry me in order for me to come." Lucia threatened.
Her heart sunk at the idea of limiting herself. She would have even brought the mansion with them if she could. Her expressive eyes locked gazes with her husband and I could even notice wet droplets was beginning to form around her irises.
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What a lunatic! I almost laughed out loud with this much drama and nonsense.
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"Okay, dear. I'll leave them alone." Robert relented in the end. Thus, we restarted the journey that we had yet to take.
"Is anybody home?!" I yelled to the third house we stopped by. It seemed like it was my job to do the shouting. The ladies and Mr. Valeska wasn't overtly volunteering to do the chore.
"We mean you no harm! We just want to ask if you were by chance willing to sell one of your cars. We badly need transportation! Please!" I continued and saw the light flicker inside the home.
"GO AWAY!" an angry roar answered my plea.
"We should just go, Seth." my girlfriend tried to convince me. I looked at her and could see the signs that she was not comfortable with what I'm doing.
These rich bitches really shy away from uncomfortable situation easily.
I shook my head and sighed for the umpteenth time.
"Maybe we'll find a car by the next street. Let's go." I smiled and continued to wear the veneer of optimism.
Thirty more minutes of slow trekking and we finally arrived at the much livelier neighborhood of the city. We saw the dancing of the flames from the distance as our flashlights mapped a path before us.
There was the familiar sound of booming laughter and the exuberance of men was unmistakable.
"I don't like the sound of that." Lucia commented. Walking in the dark of night already brought shivers to her skin.
But what she heard was the peculiar merriment that usually accompanied rounds of liquor.
Her uneasiness around drunkards stemmed for her youth, of a hulking figure that smelled with a strong scent of cheap wine.
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"There's no need for alarm, Mrs. Valeska. We'll move around them if you don't want to pass through that." I offered to the mother of my girlfriend.
She looked at me and for the first time, gave a smile that reached her eyes. The facade of tolerance she usually threw at me was nowhere to be seen. This witch really could enchant any man, I gulped loudly.
"Let me go and check the road first." I said after we were at throwing distance from the center of the commotion.
We were hidden behind a wall of a building, away from the shade of the glowing embers.
I took a step but felt a hand held one of my own.
"Be careful." Adriana's words reached my ears when I turned my head to gaze at her.
"Hahaha! Don't worry, honey. I've done this before. Many times." I laughed softly and assured her. Tsk tsk. What a small woman. Couldn't live without good ol' me.
I halted no further and scouted the path that we'd eventually take.
I was supposed to go away from the source of the sounds but my curiosity got the best of me.
My silent creeping motions took me in. And when I finally saw what i came here for, I decided that it was indeed not a wasted trip.
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Light shone from the blazing inferno that came out of steel garbage cans around the vicinity. There were dead bodies along the road as their mutilated parts lay static on the pavement in a gory display of barbarity.
I smiled at the scene that I saw. My blood rushed hotly and I could feel my heartbeat rose a beat from the engaging image before me.
"-time for another stamp in human history! Together we shall rule over this piece of heaven and make it all ours!" I heard the last words from a big tattooed man in the center of the celebration.
This was a key area in the city where it housed one of the prestigious shopping centers that held a large supermarket inside. It was indeed a wise choice for this gang to conquer this landmark.
I would not even dare to imagine any response from the police. They were only as good as plastic mannequin displays that did nothing but sucked at the lifeblood of the city's good taxpayers.
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