142 The Monk in The Bar (2/2)

Ezra shivered once more, ”You know boss, this is my favorite part about you. I killed hundreds of millions of people. Yet my slaughter qi is nothing compared to yours. This can only mean one thing boss hahaha.”

”Get back to your post and ready the others for the conclave. I will observe Peerless for now. I will make sure no undue harm comes to the boy until the conclave. After the conclave, however, he is by himself.”

Ezra worriedly chimed in, ”Boss you still need one more thing to sweeten the deal.”

Genesis sighed and ended, ”After the conclave, you will get to spar with me for 10 days.”

”17 days!” thew in Ezra

”A fortnight! No more!”

”Hahaha deal!”

Ezra hugged Genesis and got ready to leave, ”Haha thanks Boss you are the best. When they learn you are protecting him no one will even come close.”

Genesis sighed, ”I assure you your name holds more weight in terms of deterrence.”

Ezra took his last glass, ”Well yeah only to the small fries, see ya later Boss.” Ezra ran out of the bar like his ass was on fire with a smile on his face.

Genesis shook his head and took hold of the whiskey. This continued for about half an hour until the owner's curiosity got the better of him.

”Young man, aren't you gonna drink?”

Genesis shook his head, ”Sorry sir I'm underage. America's age is 21 no? Then I'm too young, well physically at least.

'Physically young? What is that supposed to mean? Oh shit, he isn't gonna get all buddha on me right?'

Genesis smiled, as if he could read the man's mind, ”Don't worry sir, I have no intentions of preaching, in fact, I'm not even a true monk. I was just a cleaner…”

The bartender was weirded out and wanted to walk away until Genesis spoke once more, ”Sir, in your line of work you listen to people's troubles often right? Will you listen to mine? If you don't mind.”

”Sure kid.” The owner smiled awkwardly and moved closer to Genesis, ”Alright then, hit me.”

Genesis took the glass and started swirling it, ”Sir, what if I told you that every action you take is predetermined by fate? That you are in a prison of your own making from the very moment you are born? You won't find me saying this strange seeing as you believe me to be a monk. But what if I wasn't? What if I was simply an ordinary guy at a bar telling you this. You would either think I'm crazy or you would be frightened by my words. If people in this world had a bit more courage they would know. They would know that the creatures they used to scare their children are real. They would know that gods and immortals stood above them. They would know that destiny is cruel and cares only about the result, not the process.”

After swirling the glass a bit Genesis put it down. ”Unfortunately people in the world are scared. They would rather think I'm crazy, after all, who would rather be afraid? Do you not think the same?”

Before the befuddled bartender could reply Genesis fixed his robes and walked out of the bar with his broom. Everyone in the continued on as they were now used to him, but the bartender stood there, lost in thought.

'What on earth was that kid saying?'