Chapter 242: Luck Is but a Probability (1/2)
Christine stared at Calvin for a moment before she confirmed that he was more than serious about this so-called Patron of Luck and Fortune.
As a member of a noble family, Christine knew about the matters of the other shore.
It would be a lie to say that she wasn't interested, but her family was more than willing to keep her out of the supernatural path.
”The other shore is a rabbit hole. There is no going back once you've landed on that path. I'd rather let you suffer in the martial path than let you understand the secrets of the supernatural and peek at what lies beyond mortality.”
These were the words of the Patriarch of the Allana family when Christine confronted him about the mysterious deaths of the commoners in one of their village territories.
The look on her father's face back then seemed to be the same as the look on Calvin's face at this moment.
”Is the other shore, really that dangerous? Just what kind of a concept is it? Just what kind of battles are being fought on the other shore?”
Christine asked.
Calvin replied, ”How are wars won? How does a country win their wars?”
”Because of the strength of its people?” Christine promptly replied.
Calvin shook his head. ”Your answer is partially correct...”
”But victory and defeat are all decided behind the scenes...”
”Just how going into war or entering a peace treaty is secretly decided by the figures lurking behind the scenes in the first place.”
”That is the other shore.”
”People may disdain, or stay away from us. But they cannot deny our contributions to the peace that this world has been enjoying since the First Cataclysm,” Calvin explained.
”Am I... Am I allowed to be a part of the other shore?” Christine hesitantly asked.
Calvin replied, ”The decision is ultimately up to you. But don't worry, I am asking for your help, not because I want you to be a part of the other shore. But because I want you to be my accomplice on the surface.”
”But how?” Christine was baffled. She was currently going undercover and was even pretending to be a man to keep herself away from the trouble, so how was she going to help Calvin using her identity as a member of the Allana family?
”You should be holding the Allana Family Medallion with you, right? That should be the case since every member of a noble family is tasked to always carry with them their medallions in case of any accidents.” Calvin smiled.
”Y-Y-Yes...” Christine replied.
She was about to take out her medallion when Calvin stopped her and said, ”Take it out only when it's absolutely needed. You know how a cornered rat will eventually fight back against a tiger, right?”
”If we leave them that impression, then they might be more than willing to withdraw. But to be honest, I have no intentions of letting them go...”
”Them?” Christine asked with furrowed eyebrows. ”Who's them?”
”You'll understand soon enough. For now, we've got to get the hell out of this room and find that Fatty.” Calvin ruffled Christine's hair before changing the topic smoothly. ”How's your condition, are you still feeling unwell?”
”W-W-What are you doing all of a sudden?”
Christine slapped his hand away and sent a glare.
”I'm doing fine... I should be able to move now.”
”Do you have an open mind?” Calvin decided to ignore her death glare and asked.
”An open mind?” Christine was confused for a moment before she replied, ”Yeah, I am pretty liberal in my views.”
”I see...” Calvin nodded, ”I'm just asking since I don't want you to kick up a fuss when we're out there.”
Christine suddenly felt nervous. ”Will something bad happen out there?”
”Something bad?” Calvin mysteriously smiled. ”That depends on the reaction of the other party.”
Christine's lips repeatedly twitched.
Seeing the vague look on Calvin's face, she couldn't help but feel a sense of foreboding that something bad would definitely occur.
But since they were already here, it was far too late for them to go back.
”So, what's the plan?” Christine asked.
”I'll tell you more about it once it starts...”
”I can't just go and tell you everything when I am not even certain if everything would go according to my expectations,” Calvin replied.
”All right...”
The two conversed for a moment as Christine prepared her so-called disguise.
Then, the two walked out of the room with Calvin's arm wrapped around the waist of the furiously blushing and embarrassed Christine.
She was never a woman that was easily flustered. But for some reason, Calvin just made her feel panicky in a way that she couldn't quite grasp herself.
In a few minutes, the two had reached the front desk and approached the female attendant who had helped them at the entrance earlier.
It seemed that it was now her time to look after the front desk.
A smile was plastered on her face as she placed her hair behind her ears and exposed her nape. Then, she casually raised her wrist and revealed it to her guests.
Indeed, this sure was a picturesque scene that every man would definitely enjoy.
Apart from Calvin and Christine...
The former had enjoyed the company of a lot of women in his previous life, while the latter was not even a man in the first place.
Calvin's poker face remained as he casually placed his arm on the front desk and leaned over to ask...
”Is the Paradise Room available for use?”
The female attendant's face froze when she heard the words, 'Paradise Room'.
The House of a Thousand Thrusts had tiered rooms catered to every people from all walks of life.
Man, Heaven, and Paradise.
The common people's knowledge regarding the rooms in the House of a Thousand Thrusts was only limited to the two rooms...
Heaven and Man.
The Paradise Room existed but it only catered to VIP clients with special requests or fetishes.
This tier had always been hidden from the eyes of the public since their high-profile clients would never want the world to know their hobbies.
[To provide exclusive pleasures to exclusive guests, away from the minds and the sight of the public.]
This was the raison d'etre of the Paradise Room.
Aside from the staff members of every House of a Thousand Thrusts branch, no one knew its secrets and those that dared to divulge the existence of this Paradise would often end up dead before the issue could fully expand.
This was why even Christine had no idea what Calvin was talking about. But judging from the look of shock on the female attendant's face, it seemed that he wasn't bullshitting.
Calvin really knew his way in the House of a Thousand Thrusts.
But...
Just how?
Christine looked suspiciously at Calvin. A frown of displeasure spread on her face.
The female attendant finally managed to recover her wits as the smile on her face deepened.
Delight twinkled within her eyes. High-profile clients always gave her good bonuses, so it was in her best interest to satisfy them. Even if she had to serve them herself.
But a conflicted look appeared on her face at this moment.
It was because the Paradise Room was currently occupied!
Every branch of the House of a Thousand Thrusts only had a single Paradise Room.
The rules of etiquette in this establishment said that one couldn't possibly kick out another guest for the benefit of others...
But this was the Paradise Room!
A room dedicated to exclusive high-profile, and VIP clients.
The female attendant knew that she had to tread carefully, or she might end up dead by sunset.
Calvin saw through the female attendant's thoughts.
His hand that was wrapped around Christine's waist reached for the chest pocket on her right side.
”Ah!”
A muffled scream came out of Christine's mouth, but it was instantly silenced by Calvin's left hand.
Tears welled up in Christine's eyes as she glared at Calvin.
This rascal...
Did he just take advantage of me?!
A languid and undisturbed look remained on Calvin's face.