Chapter 425: Two Possible Sources (1/2)

”White Garden Hotel. A strange name considering that I'm not seeing any garden or a spotless white in the scene.”

Gwen Landor commented once she resurfaced into the physical world.

Our bored gamer was carried as a helpless passenger but that did not mean that he was not grateful for the timely assist.

He knew for a fact that could have ended up with no more tongue to use today!

There was a mist like substance that covered their bodies right now and our avid gamer could only assume that this was akin to an invisibility spell that would shield them from the comings and goings of people around them.

Clark tried to carry his heavy body up and stood there on shaky legs.

Though the process did not hurt one bit but our good gamer could sell himself as the best actor of all seasons if the situation needed for him to do so. This was of course one those rare times.

”The owner of this place is a funny guy, Lady Gwen.” Our bored gamer said as he gazed at the familiar lobby.

This was of course where he could find his little apartment upstairs.

This place earned more from the miserable renters in horrible condition rather than the infrequent inflow of big guests from afar.

With how rundown this hotel was, it was basically not something where tourists preferred to stay in their vacation.

Thus, the owner of this White Garden Hotel needed to improvise in his business strategy.

This was the reason why most occupants in this place were dirt poor students and struggling workers in the city of Rodon.

”I would reckon that he is indeed.” Gwen Landor nodded and got a magical pill from within her brown cloak.

”Here, eat it. It would help you mend your injury in no time.” Gwen offered the pill and it floated towards the waiting hands of our fat protagonist.

”Thank you so much, Lady Gwen. I did know why you came to my rescue but I have absolute faith that the heavens will surely grant you prosperity and long life because of what you did today.”

Clark thanked but did not eat the pill like he was instructed to. He put the curious thing inside one of his pockets instead and left it there to rot for all eternity.

Alas, our bored gamer's scheme did not escape the attentive eyes of Gwen Landor.

”I said eat it. Not keep it.” The lady in brown cloak said in a not so gentle voice like before. It was clear that she would not entertain further refusal in her midst.

In the end, our helpless gamer could only obey.

”I hear you, Lady Gwen. I hear you. Please don't hurt me okay?”

Our bored gamer acted in a play once more and with trembling hands, put the unknown pill inside his mouth and swallowed it with obvious hesitation.

”I don't know what that girl sees in you.” Lady Gwen shook her beautiful head and vanished without saying goodbye to our very own protagonist. The misty veil also scattered to the wind.

It did not need telling that the effects of the pill was anything but to heal flesh wounds.

Clark still got the same leg trauma but something else was happening in his body. Most specifically to his psyche.

'A pill that induces amnesia? Very creative.' Our bored gamer mused when his mortal body could not anymore remember anything from today.

Luckily enough, his true body wasn't affected in this kind of mystique.

”What the fuck is going on here?!” Clark said out loud for effect as he sported a confused look on his face at the moment.