283 Fred and Gio 1 (2/2)
Now two men, one seated on the driver's seat, the other on the backseat, were on their way to the site riding a very lowkey black car which seemed to be what middle-class families would have. These two men were diametrically opposite in personality yet had the same degree of imposing manner. It was the older man, Conrad, the one with milder and warmer disposition, who was acting like a driver to the younger one.
At one point in time, on their way there, Conrad sighed then helplessly commented to the person sitting with crossed arms behind, ”My nephew. Have you thought things through? I know I have already asked this five times, but it's just unnerving this uncle of yours. Out of all places to visit that person, why the abandoned mental hospital? Didn't you say you're from the future?”
”I only have memories from the future. It's different.” The answer came so indifferently out of Gio's lips.
It was dark, and they were already at the part where grasses on both sides of the rocky road were as tall as a child aged 7 or 8. After this should be a vast expanse of plain. In such a place was their destination lying in hiding.
The great Business King of the country chose to disregard the words his nephew emphasized since the meaning was still the same. He spoke in a calm tone, ”Since you have knowledge about that place, why go there? When you should be aware that Fred Mendez is not the only demigod housed by that convalescence center?”
”For your boost of confidence, my dearest uncle, I would have to repeat again to you that I'm not somebody even a god could kill easily.”
”Death is not the only thing scary in this world. A demigod and god don't necessarily have to kill. They always have ways to torment people and make them wish for death themselves. One instance is when that icy old man threw you to the North Pole trapped in his signature living ice, drifting from ocean to ocean for more than a year.”
The glimmer that shot out of Gio's eyes was so intensely cold that for a moment Conrad wondered if the young man was, in fact, Fred or his close disguised as his nephew. In a voice dripping of frost, the younger non-host supporter spat out, ”Who's fault was it, huh?”
”Of course, I know it's mine.” Guilt could not be seen from the master of the Albarez' household since even now he believed that what he did was the correct thing. With a sigh, he pressed on the break and lightly raised his head upward while his eyes rolled to the right to take a glimpse of Gio's darkening expressions.
”Don't blame us much, boy. While it's true I did not do that to help the two of you but out of fear that you will be killed, even when you revealed you've long been a noon-host stronger than me, I still think it's the best that you two got separated. If you have stayed with Fred's daughter before she reached level 5, she would have stayed very weak and vulnerable. I had to say this, but as his daughter, she could not stay like that since his father is not always around to defend her.”
”Stop making it appear like he did something great to Sofony. Even if I'm thankful that because he abandoned her that I get to meet her, it's still a fact that it's him who first broke her heart, not only once, but twice. As a father, he should be ashamed. And this shame should be doubled since you just insinuated that he has many enemies that could also strike at Sofony.”
Gio promptly exited the car as soon as he finished saying those words. Conrad awkwardly chuckled. On the outside opposite where Gio stood, he caught sight of a heavily bearded man glaring at the young man with bloody red eyes.