Reincarnation Of Audemars - Chapter 96

“OH… HE’S ABOUT TO BE AWAKE NOW…” hollered Patricia to everyone and the children all clamoured around the bed and was waiting for the moment I open up my eyes. Patricia had dark rings around her eyes made darker by the eyeliner that she had put on to emphasise the darkness around it.

She was still wearing the blood-stained clothes the day I emerged from the dungeons and the dried blood had caked around around the area where she had slung my arm over her shoulder when she supported me.

The children clothes and hair was matted with my blood when they surged forward to help their Mummy carry their Daddy to the room and they had not taken a bath since. Both Patricia and the children looked like they had either lost weight or had grown taller while I was lying there on the bed in a comatose state, while actually taking a break from the chapters for a little while.

It is a chore to work day in day out and enters the Realm of Mind to upgrade myself and make sure the business runs smoothly. Ngeekk… Who wouldn’t want to take a break from all these, right?

The children then heard it. Patricia too… A sudden burst of hot air that had been kept for so God knows how long, began to forcefully reverberate around the room and it sounded exactly like a deflated balloon when someone holds on to the outlet in a pinched manner.

That’s how I would imagine my puckered asshole would look like as the air leaked out slowly from it, at first in a sharp and shrill pitch and then it became long and with a deep bass….. “PPRREETT… BBRROOOOOOTTT…”

“Children cover your noses and open the windows to let the draft in. Don’t inhale the poisonous gas. There’s no way for anyone to survive through that…!!!” Patricia hollered the instructions as she went out and fetched the Glade air freshener and immediately sprayed into the room to neutralise the poisonous gas.

“Cough… Cough… Cough…Mummy… It smelled just like the rat’s poop in the dungeon… Ewww… I can’t stand it but I wanted to be here when Daddy wakes up…!!!” Ingles was coughing amidst the mix of flowers and poop smell that is wafting and engulfing everyone.

“MUMMY… I can’t breathe…” Jane spoke through her mask she had placed over her nose and mouth as it muffled her voice and had difficulty breathing through it.

“Just a few minutes, children… Your Daddy would be awake very soon. See… He’s even wiggling his toes and his feet is showing some kind of movement already… Even his eyelids are fluttering open now as we speak… Hang on children… Just a little bit more… ” Patricia pleaded to the children to witness the second awakening of me from my comatose state.

“Uurrgghh… Where am I…?” I mumbled as I tried to open my eyes and focused since I was under heavy sedation for quite some time. The morning glory that had formed crusts over my eyes had totally made it difficult for me to open up and I had to peel those crusts with my bare hands.

“Yeay… Long Live Daddy…” shouted Kayla as she put on her party hat, blew a paper trumpet that made her look like she got a chameleon tongue and someone had let go a confetti cannon inside the room. It was chaotic the moment I made some movements and had removed the months old morning glory that had formed over my eyes.

When I eyes had finally focused, Patricia leaned over and looked at me with tears streaking down her face and she sobbed uncontrollably once again. I looked at her and I said, “Who are you…” in a weak and hoarse voice. The moment Patricia heard that she wailed loudly as if her husband really died that fateful day.

The children looked at their Mummy and stopped their revelry as they sensed something was amiss when they saw their Mummy wailing and crying like a crazed woman. Would she ends up going to the dungeon and beat the crap out of the rats just like what their Daddy did?!

Suddenly, I cracked a silly smile over my face and looked at Patricia. The moment she saw my smile, she threw literally herself in the air and made a body press on top of mine… Just like in a wrestling move. “Don’t you dare pull that stunt with me again…!!” she shrieked and hugged me tightly and all I could do was to tap the bed three times, stating my defeat.

“Yeay… Long Live Daddy…” Kayla was screaming happily again as she blew the trumpet in her mouth and the kids joined in again. I too raised my hands in triumph and find that the injuries I had sustained had healed completely.

“How long was I in a coma again?” I whispered and was told by Patricia “59 days, 59 minutes and 59 seconds…” Hahahaha…

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Meals were served on the bed and I hadn’t been taking any solids for quite a long time except when I was in the black void space in somewhere indescribable. The children too had their meals on the bed as they described what had happened in the past two months that I had been asleep.

“Daddy… Don’t worry about the production plants, it has been running smoothly despite you being ‘dead’ for some time.” Adam remarked as he tells the part where they had maintained the peace despite the employees hearing my plight.

“Yes Daddy, the travelling merchants and deliveries had been going smoothly too. In these past two months, they had made a sales of over 10.4 million credits and Mummy handles all the accounts well.” Jane added and this adds to the assurance that the business had been smooth despite my absence.

“Uncle Blake’s and Uncle Bruce’s had depleted their stocks and the rest of the adventurers had been waiting for the resupply. They both heard what you had gone through and will be meeting you once you are fully recovered. They have acquired several new weapons and wanted you to evaluate them.” Ingles spoke up and she patted my arm. New weapons mean a new business opportunity for them and more experiences for me to gain.

“Yes Daddy, the sales from the stores are also nene very good. Uncle Prius and Auntie Becky had been handling the store and we had replenished the stocks accordingly. Within these two months, the store was opened from 7 pm to 9 pm daily and they had made a total of 420k credits in total sales.”

“Oh yes… We almost forgot… Uncle Blake had handed about 2.6 million credits for the sales of his battle axes, two-handed broadswords. Uncle Bruce had handed about 500k for the sale of the crossbows and another 256k for the amulets and rings.” said Adam as he took out his notepad and narrated the amount.

“During these 2 months of you being in a coma, House of Keating had earned a massive total of 24.2 million credits on top of the current wealth that I had. The employees had their salary paid in time as well as the daily raw materials.”

Patricia reported the total amount of wealth strained during these 2 months and with my current 3 million credits in personal wealth, in fact, we would be able to live quite comfortably.

“Haiyoo… I just awoke and they were telling me about the statistics on the financial status of the Beauty World and House of Keating. Didn’t they want to know where I’ve been or something?” I asked myself as I listened to the reports made by the children and Patricia.

“Did any of you get to go out and practise what you had learnt?” I asked in between mouthfuls of rice, beansprouts, cauliflowers and green curry chicken. Somehow my bed had become a dining area since everyone ate together which they had missed doing so for the past 2 months.

“Not really Daddy, we didn’t get a chance because Uncle Prius and Auntie Rebecca were Quest Masters and had been distributing quests from 9 am to 11 pm and break for lunch before they resumed from 1 pm to 5 pm.”

“They then attended to the store after dinner till 9 pm and heads back here,” answered Ingles as she chewed through her food and talked at the same time, mimicking the way I eat.

“Daddy, when are you getting out of bed? Mummy told us the last time you awoke and then was in your feet in just a few hours and then you went to the dungeons afterwards. So, how long you intend to stay in bed?” asked Jane as she licked her fingers clean after she was done with her buffalo wings.

“As soon as we all have ice cream sandwich after this…” I simply replied since it is been some time since i had ice cream on a piece of bread.

“Yeay… ICE CREAM SANDWICH…” the children chorused and then scrambled to clear all the plates and mess they made on the bed and I sat up and went to a recliner while a housekeeper helped to change the bedsheet and turn the bedding around.

“I guess I’m feeling much better now. I’d better be up and about. It’s been two months I’ve been lying in bed and doing nothing except being in the black void space eating chips and drinking soda all day.”

I thought to myself as I stood up, steadied myself and checked myself out in the full-length mirror at the end of the room near the armoire. I looked pretty normal after what I had gone through and Patricia was beside me, clutching my arm as I posed in front of the full-length mirror.

“Not bad… I regained back what I had lost and I guess from now on I need to meditate more often.” I said to Patricia as she still held on to my arm as if I would lose my balance and fell to my side and disintegrate into the ground. Haha haha haha…