"Hehe bye bye, newbie. I'm in urgent need to pee. Till the next time!" Forcing out a carefree act, he waved a hand at the half-host who became so puzzled and dumbfounded by the turn of events.Yet that proved fatal for Sandro.And he only discovered it when an amused baritone voice entered his ears."Who allowed you to leave, lunatic bomber?""I thought you were asking for more? Judging from what I heard earlier, there was a barrage of attacks. Here I am as a volunteer backup, why don't you stay for a while and entertain me?" The man with a presence greater than a king or a devil spoke to the boyish young man.'He's already near me? Just in a second?'Sandro's face appeared blanched and urged the teleportation to speed up. The fact that he didn't notice the towering man approach him was another indication of the danger he was currently facing. Though half-hearted, the damn old clone told him of this man's peculiarities! He couldn't be caught by him!Yet his hope was dashed when an iro
"Sir, what should we do about this middle-aged woman?"It was Dylan who asked. The assistant pushed his eyeglasses up then looked away from the tranced girl."I wonder?" Paul revealed a rare smile. "I feel like dealing with this damn boy first."Sandro repeatedly tried to warp away and body-swap. When nothing worked, he felt furious and ashamed. Pride for boys his age was greater than the boundless universe."Heeeeyyyyy!!!" The full-fledged host angrily kicked at Paul's knee. However, the damn leg did not budge a bit.The smiling devil grinned. "Yeah, hey, Fred's errand boy.""I'm not his errand boy!!!"Paul responded by putting more strength in his hand. Those around widened their eyes, finding it unbelievable that they seemed to hear sounds of bone cracking. Sandro admirably didn't let out a sound of pain.The guy responsible for the bomber's plight nodded in praise, but his next words were nowhere pleasant to the ears."Tell me, boy. Since you know about me and tried to flee, it mu
"What happened to him?"It was Dylan who asked Irene.As the man who had worked for Agatha for three years, he of course knew the half-host as a good actor and model. The guy rose to fame three years for his face and acting which got revealed to the world through a biased audition conducted by a first-rate director. Now that director who first tried to get a Middleton to his bed got sent out of the Entertainment Industry by Eithan and it was through showing the media what the director did behind people's back. His first exposure came from that incident.From then on, Agatha, his boss that time started to pay attention to the young man and signed him under the Starlight's banner. Since then Dylan had had frequent contacts with Eithan and even managed him for a certain period of time.When did Dylan learn if the man's oddness? Agatha trusted him enough and let him know that the actor was an excellent hacker and had a physique similar to a top secret military agent. This was why it was w
'Agatha said she'd be back soon. But I'm afraid things wouldn't be that smooth for a mid level host like her. I must see her as soon as possible...'Seated alone inside the fairly spacious and extravagantly luxurious room in the plane, the McArthney' heir took out a coin from his pocket. And then with a smirk his lips slowly curled into, he uttered,"My lovely pet, how about you come out now and tell me, where did my Agatha, Host 1096 go?"Despite being an immoral host, Agatha had so many things that she didn't know about the world. Example of that was her unawareness of a certain someone flying to where she was now. Another example was whether the father who abandoned her was still alive or not.No one was truly omniscient in this world. Or at least nobody was born omniscient and all-knowing. The system could definitely help a system user become one. But it would take a lot of patience, luck, and time. For now, there were so many she could enumerate, but it would take so much time to
"We're here."As the door to the new world outside the elevator slowly unfold to her eyes, the short-haired woman indifferently nodded. "Hmm." But she was secretly inspecting the place, alert from all kinds of attacks. No matter where she was, if it was not her home turf, utmost caution must be exercised.'This whole floor is a room?'The place was very luxurious. The extravagance of the room was greater than the best presidential suite she had been to, even better than Paul's Baroque-style mansion seated at a prestigious location in Jasmine City.Just one thing she noticed was the lack of modern appliances and the love for red of the place's owner. The color of blood unsettled her a bit. But overall, everywhere was a very eye-pleasing sight. To be honest, she even wanted to take away a cute lamp near the center table. It looked ancient yet the colors it gave off as it got lit up was like that of several rainbows compressed together, the soft multi-colored glow was simply breathtaking
"Totally unpredictable..." For the second time, while looking at Agatha, Bathory Erzebeth said. The girl sitting opposite her was naturally puzzled, yet she offered no explanation behind her very regal smile. Agatha did not dare speak. People said 'less talk, less err,' for a reason. Without any useful knowledge about the five hundred years old monster before her apart from the unsolved cases and crimes placed above her hair, she didn't dare open her mouth.From history books, Bathory Erzebeth was a Country H noblewoman and from the noble family of Erzebeth. She was extremely rich, owned and lorded vast areas of land in that kingdom, and had a stellar social position. Her life was supposed to be that of a typical married aristocratic lady.Yet for some unknown reason, the high lady gained a tendency to murder and torture beautiful virgin maidens and later on, was recorded to have regularly bathed in their blood to retain her beauty and youth. Several caskets full of fresh blood and a
"Little girl. I'm sure you're aware of how old I am. None of your thoughts and gestures could escape my eyes. But don't worry, I forgive you. You're young and didn't know much about the world yet. Hell, you don't even know who the guardian of this region is." Bathory carefreely chuckled. Agatha shook the chill in her heart by taking a deep breath. "I'm sorry. I'm just not used to this kind of situation. But Countess, may I know why you seem so nice to me?" "You finally asked what I am waiting to hear." With the demeanor of a high lady from the older generation, the Blood Countess laughed again. "In exchange for telling you the reason and educating you a bit about how this world runs, I want you to promise me one thing." The Silver's princess looked at the regally smiling lady for quite a long time, weighing the options in her mind. The point was, this woman seemed not hostile to her. But what was with this promise thing? She felt like there was something she must know! Agatha c
'Mao fellow? That revolutionary leader of this country who's born in the late 1800s?' Agatha felt like the woman was teasing her with a scant amount of information, making her guess things out by herself. She loved doing this too to her subordinates but being led around a circle was not a nice experience for her. However, she was indeed thankful. With the clues given, she managed to confirm a few things.'The enemy leader is at Level 8, and there's a huge chance the monster residing in my country is that fat doctor or that uncle of Paul. ' Thinking of the latter, she almost couldn't help showing a hate-filled expression. The butler by the side respectfully bowed and asked, "Milady, is the King of Country F the one dwelling at Southern Alina City?" Before being chosen to be bound by a lifeblood contract, an ability of the Countess, the butler was a full-fledged level 5 core member of the organization. 'He' knew that spies were regularly sent to that part of the city. The Countess fl