The Supreme Satanic System - Chapter 227 Ain’t Worth My Time!
In the next instance, a revving sound echoed in the surroundings and, with a giant lift, the Golden Flying Vessel lifted high in the air and flew away, setting its course toward the Eastern woods of the City.
In the meantime, inside a giant and luxurious-looking mansion, a beautiful lady was currently having her dinner. There were a lot of dishes of meat, vegetables, and wines on the Brobdingnagian dining table. She was none other than Cello.
While the servant Ariel was serving her as he stood elegantly beside the lady.
The lady Cello took a sip of the wine and said, complementing. “Hmm, it’s a tasty wine. Ariel, you pick a good one this time.”
“It’s my pleasure,” Ariel responded, waving his hands elegantly.
“By the way, when is your Master Gabriel coming home?” Lady Cello asked.
“Master will be back by tomorrow morning. Currently, he is hanging around the Gentlemen Club’s hotel, befriending the owner lady and Jo Moriah’s little girl. Yes, my master is finding some clue regarding that Human that everyone believes to be dead.” Ariel responded.
“Whatever…. Ariel, don’t mention this to your master. I think I don’t like that mission of finding that missing Human as soon as it’s kind of staying here, enjoying their drinks and food and their clothes and many more. Even though humans are weak, their ingeniousness in creating such beautiful and tasty stuff is the best in our entire Titan Remnant’s Region.” Lady Cello said, and then she ended her meals after gobbling a whole plate of spicy chicken nuggets up.
“Wow, what a nice place?” A male’s voice chimed in the spacious kitchen hall.
“Who?!” Ariel asked in surprise
Then a rapid footstep sound came echoing in the hall and a lanky, handsome youth wearing blue jeans and a white shirt appeared before them.
“You!” Ariel said, pointing. And he further added, “You are Bobby Bradford!?”
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Then he reached into his pocket and pulled out a white paper with the sketches of the youth, the same as the lanky youth before him.
“Yes, I’m the one your master is searching for,” Bobby responded with an amiable smile. “Oh, chickens. Mind if I join the table?”
Before Lady Cello responded, Bobby grabbed a chair nearby and occupied it. Then he picked a chicken leg and took a bite and said, “Mmm-hmm, good!”
“I missed humans’ food a lot,” Bobby said, nibbling the chicken legs. Then he glanced at the lady and asked, “Hey, why are you not eating yet? You angels, especially from a very faraway place like Kaprije, need to eat our specialties.”
Thereupon finishing a plate, he watched his hand with the wine, cleaned it to the table sheet, and said, “Alright, time to have a serious discussion here.”
He further added, “Actually, I have been back from killing five angels who had been following me since the morning and they led me here. So, now, tell me, Lady. Are you the one looking for me?”
“What if I’m?” Lady Cello responded with an indifferent tone.
“Why? Did you need something from me?” Bobby asked again in a calm tone, along with a smile on his face.
At that moment, Ariel, the servant, came in front of him and said, “Mr. Bradford, let me do the talking here. My master is not present at the moment. He seeks something in your possession. And we want it back.”
“Oooh, something in my possession?” Bobby responded with a big question mark.
“Devil’s Ultimate Weapon! We have already sent our people inside your former office of the military site. It’s found out that you have already become the owner of that thing. So, our agent couldn’t enter the secret chamber… Mr. Bradforth, that thing is a legacy of our angel’s Scion Of Death Goddess. So, you can name your price for it. We could even give you twice the size of Humans’ current territories. Name your price.” Ariel responded, explaining patiently. And she further added, “And please be courteous with Lady Cello. She’s my master’s official wife.”
On hearing that, Bobby said telepathically in his head, “Oh, what a good name? In my mind, your sobriquet has never crossed my mind that you are a Scion of Death Goddess.”
“Then, surprise-surprise, that’s my title well known among the masses of the angels,” Cynthia responded as if she was boasting about her title.
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“Mr. Bradforth, have you considered your decision?” Ariel asked once again.
“Yep, it’s already decided.” Bobby replied and then he further added, “Finder keeper loser weeper!”
“Then, sorry for my rudeness. Shadow guards!” Ariel’s tone changed as he called aloud.
The next thing ten angles clad in full black sets appeared inside the vast room out of the blue.
Bobby raised his hand swiftly and caught the angel’s version of shuriken between his index and middle fingers and said, “Dang! This beautiful place is gonna be the bloodbath.”
In the next instant, he disappeared from the spot and ten of him appeared in front of them and poked at each of their foreheads.
Pang! Pang! Pang!….
The shadow angels fell, making muffle thudding sounds on the ground, and all were headless. Blood splattered everywhere, covering the entire room.
Then the ten Bobby standing in the air turned into ten bolts of lightning and disappeared within the thin air like puffs.
He had always been seated in the same chair.
At that moment, Lady Cello pulled up the gigantic table and threw it at him.
Bang!
Bobby poked at it, which was destroyed intp multiple specks of sawdust and scattered all over the floor.
“Hmm, you people ain’t worth my time? Alright, tell your master that if he still wishes to take away that; whatever Devil’s Greatest Device from me, then come looking for me at the Earth because I’m going there tomorrow.” Bobby said. Then he stood up and walked toward the entrance of the mansion.
“Stop! You’re not allowed to take a step away from here. After killing my people.” Lady Cello yelled at Bobby, who was currently trotting toward the entrance as if he didn’t care a word of her.