Chapter 518: Does he Swing that Way?
{Magic level – 100/2000}
{Strength level – 300/2000}
That’s impressive for a human, since that’s the average strength of a normal Amazon or strength-based beastkin, like a buffalo or moose person.
The numbers were higher than I expected, a testament to the man’s training and natural ability. He was not someone to be taken lightly, if you were a regular human, of course.
Sara, Elara, Lotus, and co. do not factor into this Sys’s system of power ranking, though.
They appear as {Nil}, meaning they don’t operate in the framework.
Altogether, this human flirter have about 600 common cosmic value.
Again, impressive, because normal people should have 200 or so.
The numbers were a testament to his training and natural ability, a sign that he was not just another pretty face. He had worked for his strength, had earned his place among the adventurers of Thaad.
But even with his impressive stats, he was still a fool, blinded by his own arrogance and desire.
“C’mon, don’t ignore me,” he persisted, walking even closer, his voice dripping with a confidence—no, arrogance.
His boots echoed against the wooden floor, each step bringing him nearer to our table. He was not deterred by Heka’s cold dismissal, not intimidated by her presence.
He was a predator, and he had spotted what he thought was easy prey.
But then… I understood something shocking.
“Your blue eyes drew me in the moment they met mine. Just a drink won’t hurt.”
He… was talking to me?!
I had assumed he was interested in Heka, that his attention was focused on the powerful Amazon who had just been revealed as the dragon-slayer.
But his eyes were fixed on me, his words directed at me, and there was a hunger in his gaze that made my skin crawl.
No, I knew he was looking at me, but I thought he was just wary of a rival.
I had been so focused on Heka’s reaction, so certain that the fool was targeting her, that I had completely misread the situation.
He was not interested in her. He was interested in me.
Uhm… Uh…
What do people do at times like this? Sakura normally helped with Mótsognir…
I mean, some guy is flirting with me!
Does he swing that way? Is he bi?
The questions tumbled through my mind, a chaotic storm of confusion and disbelief.
“Uhm, sorry, I’m with her,” I once again pushed trouble towards Heka’s direction.
My voice was plain, and I gestured weakly toward the Amazon who was still seated with me at the table, calmly drinking her ale.
“With another GIRL? Don’t be silly!” He was bold, he grabbed my hand and started pulling me, his grip firm and unyielding. “I am confident in my prick down here. I can make you feel a million times more pleasure than some girl.”
Eep! Disgusting!
The words sent a wave of revulsion through me, and I felt my stomach turn.
Retard…
Is he insinuating that he’d… f-f-fuck me?!
Where? I only have one hole, though!
The thought was too much and forward, I could feel my face burning with embarrassment and anger at once.
Ah, for some reason I’m getting light headed, he’s managing to pull on my arm like I’m a distressed maiden.
The world was spinning, the edges of my vision blurring as he dragged me in the guild hall. My legs felt weak, my body unresponsive, and I could not muster the strength to resist.
Oh, right.
When I use a lot of magic power at once, it later creates a rebound effect that makes me dizzy or even collapse as a result. Even when my magic power seem endless.
I had pushed myself too hard, had drawn on too much power in too short a time, and now I was paying the price.
I bet it’s rebound from the death spell I used to kill all the wyverns earlier. The spell had been massive, draining, an exceeding feat of magic.
And the backlash was inevitable, a consequence of my own recklessness.
Well, it will last only for a few minutes.
That’s enough time for me to rip this guy’s penis off before he permanently scar my maiden heart.
Oh wait, he’s really taking me away!
BANG!
“Excuse me, good sir,” Heka finished her ale and slammed the cup on the table, commanding silence from the entire guild.
The sound was like a thunderclap, echoing through the hall and cutting through the noise like a blade.
Every minor conversation stopped, every head turned, and the only sound was the heavy silence that followed.
Now, that’s what I call authority!
She wasn’t even looking behind her where I was being held captive.
Her back was to us, her posture relaxed, but there was a power in her stillness that demanded attention.
I was still a bit lightheaded, so I may be mistaken for a drunken person right now.
“Wh-What?” Octavius twitched a bit, then answered Heka.
His voice was uncertain now, his confidence shaken by the sudden shift in the atmosphere.
“Where do you think you’re taking my girl to?!” Heka yelled, then stood up abruptly.
Her chair scraped against the floor, the sound harsh and grating, and her voice carried a fury that made the entire guild flinch.
W… Wait, “girl?!”
[Hold up, Heka, what are you trying to do?!] I called her telepathically, but she ignored me completely.
“What do you mean?” Octavius stood his ground, his jaw set, his eyes narrowing. “She willingly wanted to follow me! Besides, two girls can’t be in that kind of relationship!”
“Who decided that?” Heka turned to face our direction now, while the receptionist called for guards to handle the chaos.
Her eyes were blazing, her body radiating a heat that seemed to fill the entire hall. “I love her and she loves me. That’s all that matters. And I doubt that little tail dangling in-between your legs can satisfy her. She’s… very naughty, I’ll have you know.”
[HEKAAAA!!!] [Ben]
The entire guild were now looking at me with lustful eyes!
Even the receptionists and guards who should be helping?!
The weight of their gazes was suffocating, a hundred pairs of eyes fixed on me with hungry curiosity. I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks, could feel the blush spreading across my face and down my neck.
“Nevertheless, I find it distasteful to take another person’s mate right before their eyes without defeating them first,” Heka began to walk slowly over to Octavius, her eyes locked on his, her footsteps deliberate and measured. “Where I’m from, we fight to the death for whatever two individuals deem their possession. And… the first one to attack usually is the winner.”
[This is the first I’m hearing of such barbaric duel in Verdant Spire, Heka!] [Ben]
Her voice was cold, deadly, and there was a promise in her words that made Octavius’s face go pale.