[You do not have the qualifications to read this individual's status.]
The fire words that would generally have given him all the information he wanted, refused to give him anything at all.
"Huh?!" Noah was imdiately confused by the error ssage showed to him. "Lilith, sothing's wrong."
"With what? I don't feel any ill intent towards us..."
"No, not that!" Noah rolled his eyes. "I can't read your status anymore."
"Huh? Why? Did sothing happen?" Lilith asked, slowly reducing in size and moving up his arm.
"I don't know... Let try it again," Noah said, shaking his head.
[You do not have the qualifications to read this individual's status.]
"No, still the sa ssage. Says I don't have the qualifications to read your status... weird. But you're still my companion, I wouldn't even be able to check your status in the first place. Maybe the system can give an explanation..." Noah told the small snake on his shoulder.
[To read the status of a Supre Being, Lucifer's Descendant has to reach at least the level of a Supre Being.]
"Lilith, we better talk to Bel about this... It says you are a Supre Being." Noah furrowed his brows, thinking about this, and taking Liith onto his arm, staring at her.
"Supre Being? What the hell does that an?" She asked, coiling tighter around his wrist. Noah was surprised she was able to change from the size of a Boa to that of her small usual self. Noah wondered whether she could beco even smaller.
"The hell do I know? It probably has to do with who you were before the whole thing... You said you rembered more, right?" Noah looked into her eyes, and sohow saw flas in them.
"I rember a bit. I used to be a very powerful demon, above the twelve generals. I don't rember how powerful I was, or what I could do, but I rember that only Lucifer himself was more powerful than that . Then sothing happened, and—Ouch!"
"Are you okay?" Noah asked worriedly, but Lilith seed to be fine.
"Yeah, but when I tried to rember any more my head started to hurt. I think I am recovering my mories the stronger you beco," Lilith said what Noah had already assud from the start, but he was also worried about what this ant. Lilith was different, and so was he. It felt like the two were closer, more intimate, and Lilith dropped her strong and proud self when talking to him, which was also very comforting for him. Noah, after all, was no example of a sociable person, having only his sister and one true friend to talk to. Lilith was a fine adition to the people he could trust, and he knew he could trust her no matter what, despite what that bright thing told him.
"Snake of Sin..." Noah muttered, rembering how the entity he t called her.
"That's what they call , why?" Lilith answered his mutering. As if that title was a matter of fact.
"I was wondering, if you are the snake of sin... Nevermind. I'm probably just being stupid," Noah ignored the impression he had, standing up and grabbing a towel. "We should go et the kids, Bel was way too worried when we arrived. I hope he cald down a little," Noah said while walking out of the bathroom, and wearing the clothes Carlos had prepared for him. At this ti, his phone started ringing.
Noah picked it up from the bed, checking the ti first. It was almost two in the morning, and the call was from an number he didn't recognize. "Who the fuck would call at this ti... God," Noah picked the phone up, putting it against his ear, "Yeah?"
[Noah, it's , Marcel. Sorry for calling you at such a ti, but I needed to talk to you.]
Noah was slightly annoyed by the call, but he couldn't just not talk now that he knew who was on the other side of the line. "Sure, I'm all ears," he said, trying to make the call as quick as possible.
[No, we can't do it by phone. It's not anything bad, just so you know, but it's very very important. Can you et at the Family's main building at nine?] he asked, which made Noah also relax a bit, knowing the call wouldn't get much longer.
"Yeah, I'm free at that ti. See you tomorrow, then," Noah tried to wrap it up, since he had aready agreed to eting him in the morning.
[Yeah, in the morning. By the way, congratulations on the arena, everyone's talking about you, you know?] Marcel started another subject, making Noah click is tongue.
"That so? Why? I thought the talks about the fight would die down after the winners' ball," Noah downplayed the whole thing, trying to make Marcel get the hint.
[Fight? What fight? Did you not realize it? You just pulled the greatest jackpot in the history of the arena, you asshole!]
"Huh? Jackpot? What the hell are you talking about?" Noah was confused for a good minute, trying to figure out how he could've gotten a jackpot.
[Are you so drunk you forgot?! Didn't you bet a lot of money during the arena?]
"Oh, that's what you're talking about? From my calculations I should've gotten what, 9 or so million?" Noah said, smirking, since he had actually completely forgotten about the bet. 'Wait, then those two million on my bank account ca from sowhere else?' Noah thought, realizing the money he used on betting should not be in his bank account and that he had sohow made two and a half million out of the blue, and that that money was on his bank account.
[Don't tell ... Did you forget to cash in after the fights?] Marcel's voice was dead serious, almost like Noah had broken sothing in him.
"Cash in? What are you talking about?" Noah himself was confused.
[Noah... that multiplier on the first fight, was just for the first fight. If you don't cash in after the fight, all the money will be bet for the next fight too, which has a different multiplier.] Marcel's voice was full of anticipation, almost as if he was now reeling Noah in for a massive trap. Noah noticed this, but he was just too curious, and he didn't want to put his phone down to read the thousands of notifications that had arrived and filter those that actually mattered.
"So, I didn't bet just once, but for every single ti we fought. And each fight had its own multiplier based on strength of the opposing team and I bet automatically?" Noah was a bit confused, but since he had just made more money in the end, he wasn't so concerned.
[Any way, you can check the Family App to check how much you made, you moron! All I can say, is that you beca wealthy enough to equal so of the branches of the 9 families, on your own. Congratulations on doing the near impossible in other peaople's eyes.] Marcel's words filled him with expectation. [Babe, stop talking so much and—I'm sorry, Noah. My friends are telling go go. We talk tomorrow.]
"Sure. Thank you for all your help so far. We'll talk more tomorrow," Noah said while using all his willpower to keep his voice steady, as he held himself back from laughing at his attempt to hide the woman's voice from the call, which clearly failed. Noah was more than curious now, thinking about what would be a jackpot for that kind of people. Noticing Marcel had hung up, Noah let himself drop on the bed, as he finished dressing up.
"Was there any good news?" Lilith asked him, as she coiled around his neck in her small usual size, looking almost like a collar.
"Yeah, it seems my bet was better than I had thought and that I made so good money. We'll ed him tomorrow morning, I think for the rewards from the family." Noah, curious, finally grabbed his phone as soon as he was completely dressed, scrolling through the tons of notifications as he walked back towards the room. "... It seems my worry to not appear anywhere have paid off," he said, showing Lilith the news.
[Noah, the new promise from the Khan.]
[Newcor wipes the floor with Hyu.]
[Body becos multimillionaire after betting on himself.]
"Huh? Noah, read that last one. Who sent you that thing, it doesn't look like it was just a pop-up," Lilith warned him, realizing this notification did not fit the reset.
"Strange... It seems it was Carlos who sent it to , and just a minute ago. What is this? Noah opened the news as he walked towards the living room where the kinds and Carlos waited for him. " Lilith, I think I know mow much we made from that ordeal," Noah told her, still scrolling through the news and internalizing what he was reading.
"We made, over a hundred million." Noah told her, stupified.
"One hundred what?!" Lilith asked him back, also surprised, but Noah still couldn't understand why Carlos had sent him such a thing.
"Congratulations!" Three voices spoke in unison, as one of them popped a bottle of champagne, "To our newest multi-millionair who wiped the floor with the next head of the Hyu Family!" Carlos' voice rose above the kids, as he tad down on the sofa, the table in front filled with food and drinks.
"Multi what?!" Maggie turned towards him, incredulous, as she heard Carlos' cheer.. Noah had really hit the jackpot.
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