147. Mystery Man
Zack was struggling hard with his throat in my grasp, but my fingers didn’t budge.
“Cough... ghrr...”
Finally seeing fear welling up in the man’s eyes, I slightly loosened my grip.
“What do I gotta do...”
“Right... I’m going to need a room, can you get that?”
“N-not right away. I’ll need a month.”
I looked into his eyes as he spoke. He didn’t seem to be lying.
“I see. Well whatever. Actually, suddenly getting myself a room will make stand out. I just need a roof over my head is all. I’ll sleep in the hallways I guess.”
“Sure thing. I’ll get you a spot...”
“Also, I’ll need als, well balanced als. If you can’t get that, I’m afraid I won’t need you.”
“Y-you won’t need ...?”
“Nope, not at all.”
I tighten my grip montarily.
“Oh, Ok, ok ok! I can do als, three als a day, no problemo!”
“Thanks a bunch. Next... info yeah, I’ll need that. This place looks like it’ll be fun. Lots of intrigue.”
“... I’ll answer anything I know.”
“Then, let’s talk about our relationship. You said you’re with the Doem Camp, yes? I don’t want to pick a side just yet. I’ll be Trash.”
“... Then I suggest you don’t talk to in public. How am I getting you the food?”
“I’ll have it in this room. I can co in without anyone noticing, so it’s not an issue.”
“... Sure.”
Zack had on an extrely bitter expression.
“Yeah, that’s enough for now. I’ll find you when I need sothing again.”
“Yeah, you do that.”
I let go of his neck. He sat down and looked up at while massaging his throat.
“Who the hell are you? How co you’re this strong when we’re not supposed to have mana...”
“Who can say...”
“You’re no student. A spy... no, soone from the underworld...”
“Perhaps, but would I really reveal that?” I said, putting so strength in my gaze.
“...Tsk” Zack tsked and looked away.
“Fucking politics... whatever, I ain’t involved, just do whatever you gotta do.”
“That I will, Mr. Zack. That I will.”
“... Yeah, sure.”
I turn my back to the dejected Zack and grab the door handle.
“Ah, right. I don’t think I need to tell you, but do keep this on the hush hush.”
“... I know.”
“Just a friendly warning. You see, I honestly don’t care if I have to kill you and everyone else in your little Doem Camp—” I said, montarily releasing a strong helping of mana and bloodlust.
“—Wha!? But your mana’s supposed to be...”
“As if this trinket can seal ...” I said finally, opening the door and exiting the room.
“... Fuck with a sledgehamr. I just had to pick up a freakin’ monster...”
Listening in to Zack’s muttering from the other side, I did another ntal fist pump.
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