Chapter 156 - Burn My Heart
"I want to be as fearless towards death as you," Clentine said.
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Goddamnit.
I was jebaited by my own little sister, the sa sister who I tried to kill to literally minutes ago and who I was planning to fool through the long con.
This is seriously just wow.
I have no words to describe my emotional state.
You know what? Fuck this shit, I'm out.
"I see," I nodded. "Anyway, you've already seen what you were here to see, right? So run along, we still have so things to do."
i.e. get the fuck out of here, you damn prankster.
Like, why did she do this? Why did she have to break my heart like that? Because I tried to kill her by blowing her brains out?
I an, co on, I just tried to kill you. It's not like I actually killed you or sothing, Clentine. Show so emotional maturity and learn to forgive.
Stupid fucking piece of shit.
"No, wait, please do it to again," she implored.
This girl is also seriously ntally unstable.
Azell should just rena this guild to ntally Unstable Guild or sothing.
Huh, I could have probably co up with a better na than that. Gotta try harder next ti.
"No, thank you. Now, run along," I repeated myself, this ti with a sterner tone.
"W-what happened?"
"Look, I'm trying to nd a broken heart, and you being here is really not helping . So, please, leave alone."
I need so ti to recover from this betrayal.
Like, seriously, trillions and trillions of years of lives during which I have been stabbed in the back countless tis and this is still one of my Top 10 Ani Betrayals.
Clentine, you fucking asshole.
Just you wait, I'm going to pull a prank so epic that you'd wish that the Minotaur had aborted you.
"Broken… heart…?" Clentine stupidly repeated my words.
"Yes, broken heart. Do you have any idea of what you have just done?!"
She made believe that she wanted to be my apprentice to learn the art of trickery when in reality she wanted to learn what, be as fearless as ?
Fuck off!
"What did I do!?" She exclaid.
"Just get out. And take Lecia with you."
I still need to teach the basics of gunslinging to Neia and give her the 'Training Regi for Dummies'. I also have a eting after this.
Though I doubt I'm in the ntal state to attend a eting of all things.
Should I just call the day off?
"No, no, wait, just what happened?" Clentine asked, a bit confused (good acting there, champ). "What did I do?"
And now she's using the oldest trick in the book.
Clentine wants to tell her exactly how she pranked , and when I'll do so, she'll tell how I am imagining it and how I am an idiot to even think she'd do sothing like this.
Then she'd try to appear hurt and guilt trip into feeling like an asshole.
Hmm, when I look at it that way, she does have so talent in pranking others.
But I have been pranking people far longer than you have, Clentine. You might have caught off-guard just now, but let assure you that I'm not going to fall into your trap again.
Mark my words, Shadowlord, you are going down because this ti, I am going to treat you as a worthy opponent and demolish you with all my might.
"I am not in the mood to discuss it. Please leave."
"A-are you… angry?"
"Oh, how insightful of you."
"But why? At least tell , please."
Heh, the fact that she hasn't adapted and is still trying to use the sa trick shows what a filthy noob she is.
Taking this big gurl down will be way too easy.
"Like I said, I'm not in the mood to do so."
"Samur," Neia interjected. "Just what happened? Why are you angry?"
"No particular reason."
The last thing I want is a child beater I an a non-related Dragon to get involved.
"No, there must be. I an, you didn't even get angry when I did… THAT."
'That'? Ah, she must be talking about the ti when she beat a crippled up.
I almost forgot about that.
Huh, I attached the label 'Child Beater' to her after that incident then forgot why I even did that literally 30 seconds later.
And that's because it was no big deal (no, I'm not suffering from short term mory loss).
You can beat up after I've sacrificed myself for you. You can kill by stabbing in the back after I've dedicated my life to you. You can fra for sothing after I worked extra hard to bring you to your position. And you can do many similar things.
I won't mind that. I've been through them so many tis that at this point, I just find them amusing.
In fact, I especially look forward to betrayals. It's always interesting to see their reasons for betrayal and how they justify it to themselves. It's just good, clean fun.
So much that if I find soone who's likely to stay loyal to , I manipulate events in such a way that they end up betraying .
It's all kosher.
But breaking my heart by pranking ? Now that's where I draw the line.
No one gets away after breaking my heart.
??You sure you aren't overreacting???
[Shut the fuck up or I'll shove my boot so far up your dickhole that you'll taste the grass that the cow ate before being turned into leather.]
??…Roger.??
"This and that are different things," I replied to Neia, though I doubt she has the ntal capacity to understand my words.
"Okay, and what exactly is 'this'?"
"Like I said, I'm not in the mood to talk about it."
As they say, actions are louder than words.
What I'll do will tell them all they want to know about it.
"Argh, we're getting nowhere!" Neia exclaid.
"Obviously, that's why I asked Clentine and Lecia to leave."
"But why are you angry? Just what could have incurred your wrath?" Neia muttered as she ignored like I was a scientific research paper presented to an anti-vaxxer.
Wut?
My personal vendetta aside, why does this woman seem so obsessed with my rage? What does she hope to gain from learning about the reason behind it?
Ah, whatever. I'll just attribute it to her ntal unstableness because she's frankly not important enough to make ponder over the reason behind her actions for more than 2 seconds.
"Ah, is it that?" Neia suddenly exclaid.
What dumb conclusion has she reached now?
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