Keith took his things and walked towards the exit, not knowing where to keep them. Just as he entered the main hall, he saw both Clara and Alia chuckling as they walked towards one of the doors.
"Hey!" he whispered loudly and ran as people weren't supposed to go around shouting in the main hall. Especially when there were devotees sitting on the large benches. Even though he had whispered, people still turned their heads towards him, looking annoyed.
Feeling slightly embarrassed, he ignored them and rushed over to the two girls before giving Clara his suitcase, "Here, just keep this with you for now. I got sothing to do and I'll be back by tomorrow morning."
Just as he was about to leave, Alia grabbed his hand and pulled him along with her. She passed through the doorway with both Keith and Clara right behind her.
Once out of the main hall, she closed the door and glared at him, "You know, maybe it'll be nice if you actually told your beloved where you went instead of just treating her like your servant. You can't go bossing her around just because she doesn't speak much, you know?"
Keith frowned and turned to look at Clara, "Does it actually bother you that much? I an... it's not that I can't talk about it but even if I do tell you, it won't really change anything."
"It's not about-"
"You shut the fuck up. I'm talking to her." Keith lashed out as he glared at Alia. This was sothing that was supposed to be settled between the two of them alone. He'd seen his friends' relationships getting ruined thanks to their partners' friends multiple tis and didn't want that to happen with him.
Clara placed her hand on Alia's shoulder and gave her a reassuring nod before she faced Keith.
"I don't really mind it but I'll be happier if you did tell about the things you're up to. It'll give a sense of peace." she said as she maintained her eye contact with him.
Hearing her words, Keith let out a soft sigh and nodded "Alright, co here." he said and pulled her closer before whispering in her ears, "I'm going to rob Timothy's jewellery store and don't worry too much since he's not here."
"Heyyyy co on! You can't just keep secrets from ! You called your best friend!" Alia complained as she hit his arms lightly.
"Well, I'm going to attend an orgy. I'm getting late, so see ya." Keith said as he winked at Clara and left imdiately, leaving Alia utterly bamboozled. It took her a few seconds to process what he had just said and couldn't help but look at Clara incredulously, "You're okay with it? He's going to get eaten by old bitches!"
Clara chuckled when she heard Alia's words and shook her head, "No, he won't. He's just ssing with you."
"Oh... god damn it. If only he was ugly... then it would've been easier to not believe those words of his." she complained as she frowned and looked at her friend, "So, what did he tell you? Co on, you'll tell right? I'm your cute little best friend, am I not?"
Hearing her words, Clara nodded and leaned closer to Alia's ear before whispering, "He went to attend an orgy."
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Keith walked out the door and sat down on the last bench in the main hall before silently opening his briefcase. He took out his revolver and checked if the cylinder had the five bullets before he pushed it into his inner gun pocket. The whole briefcase was filled with bullets and three bottles of whiskey.
'There are more than enough bullets, so there's no need to count.' he thought as he closed the the briefcase and walked out of the church. The place he wished to go to was pretty far from the church, so he decided to hire a carriage instead.
He didn't have to walk much as there were almost twenty carriages parked on the other side of the road and none of them had animals at the front. Instead, there were different n leaning against their carriages as they waited for custors.
Keith silently walked over to one of them, "How much for the King's cross?"
"Two Baroms." the man said as he looked at Keith hopefully while so of the others gave him jealous looks.
Keith nodded and took out two Barom notes and gave it to him before he climbed into the carriage. As the guy started to pull the cart, Keith took a good look at the carriage. It was different from the mule and horse drawn carriages that he had ridden until now.
Those carriages had roofs and walls made of wood while this one had a cloth instead. There were three U shaped bamboo strips that were connected to the main body, which was made of wood and the cloth went over these bamboo strips.
Keith made his observations and looked at the guy in front of him, "What do you do when it rains? This cloth won't be able to stop the water from seeping through, will it?"
"There's a storage compartnt right below the floor of the carriage, sir. I have a leather one stored in there just for the rains. and I also have one to shelter too." he said as he slapped the two tal rods that he was holding and continued.
"They'll get connected to these and it's enough to shelter from most of the rain. Though, I'll have to stop working if the rain is too heavy."
Keith nodded as he continued to look around, "That's pretty nice. How much do you make in a day by the way, if you don't mind asking?"
"Sir, it depends on luck. So days, I make absolutely nothing even after standing outside for the entire day and so days get a lot of custors. My highest record is twelve, sir and I made fifteen Baroms that day. It was the happiest day of my life, since I was able to buy my son a dozen stuffed buns that he wanted to eat for a long ti."
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