Chapter 188 - The Magical Umbrella of Meredith (2/2)

They could see that Timus liked this greatsword very much.

Timus nodded, patted his chest, and said,

“Don’t worry, I’ll return it after playing for a while.”

With that, he carried the huge sword and left.

Richards Gerald looked at Timus’s back and asked loudly,

“How long will you be playing with it?”

“I’ll play with it for half a year first!”

Timus waved his hand and quickly left the Centaur tribe.

This time, all the Centaurs did not know what to do.

They felt that Timus’s behavior was definitely wrong, but they did not know what to do.

Should they stop him?

However, Timus was Lord F*ck’s student, and it did not seem like an outsider’s business to interfere in master-disciple matters.

Nevertheless, if they did not stop him, what if Lord F*ck woke up and got angry?

The Centaurs thought for a long time with complicated feelings, but in the end, they still did not know if they should stop him.

In the end, just as Timus was about to disappear from their sight, Richards Gerald asked again,

“What if Lord F*ck wants to look for you?”

Timus turned his head and revealed a bright smile. He waved his hand and said,

“I’ll wait for him in the Violet Valley!”

After saying that, he really left.

This time, the Centaurs had nothing to say.

He had already left his whereabouts. If he left, so be it.

When Lord F*ck woke up, he would tell him that Timus was in Violet Valley. This could be considered a solution.

Now that he had already left, there was nothing more to say.

They should do what they needed to.

With that, the Centaurs dispersed and left to do their own things.

In the blink of an eye, a day had passed.

It was already very late.

Richards Gerald, who was guarding outside Mike’s room, was already very sleepy. He stood there and almost fell asleep.

Suddenly, he vaguely heard Mike’s voice coming from the room.

“Water… water…”

Richards Gerald shuddered and immediately woke up.

He crouched outside the door and listened carefully.

“Water… water…”

It was indeed Lord F*ck talking!

He immediately ran out, got water from his house, and opened Mike’s door.

After a bag of water was poured into Mike’s mouth, Mike looked much better.

He sat up with difficulty, looked at Richards Gerald, and whispered a thank you.

He did not remember what had happened during the day. He only vaguely remembered hearing Timus’s voice.

He could not remember anything else.

Mike felt a little headache and instinctively rubbed his head a few times.

At this moment, he saw the Sword of the King from the corner of his eye.

To be precise, he only saw the Sword of the King.

At this moment, he had completely sobered up, and the alcohol had fully subsided.

“Where’s my umbrella?!”

Mike asked subconsciously.

Richards Gerald, who was standing at the side, finally spoke.

“It was taken by Timus.”

“What?” Mike was completely dumbfounded.

Timus really came back today?! Moreover, he even took his umbrella?!

“Where is he?!”

“Violet Valley…” Richards Gerald answered nervously.

When he got the answer, Mike grabbed the Sword of the King and rushed out.

“F*ck!”