1191 Combat 1 (1/2)

”Alright, I'll be waiting for your news then, Master,” Yuria smiled.

Garen was speechless. The fellow had been getting too sleek in the past year. Compared to the simple-minded teenager he used to be, he was now no different than a normal uncle.

”Well, if there's nothing else, you should go back now. Don't stay here for too long.”

”Got it, Master.”

He stared as Yuria left with a giddy smile on his face, Garen then closed the door and returned to his sofa.

”Nine-Tails and the others went to some other continent to investigate the situation with Slayer. I wonder how are they doing now. Yuria over here just met some weirdo, and it's a weirdo not mentioned in the original plot,” Garen touched his chin. ”Why does this feel like a gaming world? The first generation of Slayer, second generation, third generation? It's a bit interesting.”

”Forget about it, these things are too much trouble to manage. I should just continue living my ordinary life, and take good care of my body and mind…”

He was too lazy to bother about all these messy things. After all, his main purpose in this world was to just enjoy anything interesting. This kind of serious investigation tasks were not suited for him. He would rather stay at home and watch movies or television shows, play some games, or go out and stroll. Those leisure activities were so much better.

He lifted his wrist and checked the time, it was a quarter past eight nighttime.

”I'll go for a walk around and get some food back for dinner,” Garen remembered that the snacks in his hotel room were almost finished, so he had to go to the supermarket to replenish his stock.

Grabbing his jacket, he headed out.

Walking out of his room, he turned around and closed the door. He then walked along the carpet until he reached the elevator.

The elevator was empty and nobody could be seen.

”Everyone should be resting or getting ready for bed at this hour,” Garen mumbled as he pressed the elevator button.

Ding.

Among the four other elevators, one just happened to stop at this floor. The door slowly opened.

Garen walked in quickly and stood in the middle. There was a stylish office lady in the elevator as well. White blonde hair drooped over her frame like a waterfall, white skin as delicate as porcelain, tall and slender, and she was wearing a black professional skirt with nude stockings matched with a small black bag in her hands.

Seeing that Garen entered, his over-bulky physique made her feel oppressive. His burly figure occupied a large part of the elevator.

The lady reluctantly inched closer to the wall with a helpless expression.

Garen drew out his room card and brushed it on the elevator panel, he then pressed the third-floor button. There was a huge supermarket chain there. To his surprise, his room card seemed to be not working and it was still no good even after he pressed the button multiple times.

”Which floor are you going?” The lady could not stand it anymore, she was flustered by Garen's arm that kept flinging in front of her.

”Third floor, thank you,” Garen smiled embarrassedly.

”No problem.” The lady took out her own room card and brushed it, then pressed the third-floor button.

After brushing the card, the lady took out her phone and dialed a number. After a short wait, the call was connected. She then began to speak in another language.

Garen could not understand anything as he stood by her side.

Besides the main line of the Four Great Cornerstones of this world, ordinary people in other parts of the world still led their ordinary life. The knowledge of the Four Great Cornerstones was only limited to a small area of people, the rest of the places only consisted of plain ordinary lives. This was the reason he could slack.

Ding...

From the forth-something floor to the ninth floor, the elevator stopped again. The doors opened and a handsome young man dressed in a suit and leather shoes walked in.

When he caught sight of Garen in his white pajamas, he was shocked for a bit, but he returned quickly. To be able to stay at this hotel, one would not be just a typical customer. However, to dare to walk out of one's room dressed like that, one was surely not just an ordinary person.

He flashed a friendly smile toward Garen.

Garen ignored him entirely. Ever since he joined the security department, so many people wanted to get closer to him that they could probably form a line all the way to the ocean.

Soon enough, he reached the third floor. Garen walked into the empty supermarket. The things sold here were not generally cheap, so naturally, not many people came to shop here.

After quickly picking a few boxes of snacks that he liked, Garen checked out and returned to the elevator with his arms full of snacks. The supermarket staff helped to press the elevator button for him.

He then waited quietly for the elevator.

Ding…

The elevator doors opened.

The lady was still inside. At the sight of Garen once again, she was obviously surprised for a bit. She, too, flashed a friendly smile toward him.

Garen thought that a foolish smile would lose his Sword Master style, so he ignored her. Although she was indeed beautiful, she was still not his cup of tea. Hugging his boxes of snacks, he walked in and once again, occupied most of the space in the elevator.

The lady seemed to be slightly embarrassed as she had her head bent low, both hands clutching onto her handbag.

The elevator soon reached the forty-something floor which was the floor Garen was staying at.

Holding onto his things, Garen walked out and swiftly headed to his own room. Garen straight away divided the snacks into different categories and poured himself a glass of strawberry wine. He added some milk, a few ice cubes, sprinkled some pepper, and lastly, a few slices of sausages to give it a flavor. He then took a sip.

”Wow… Nice!”

He plopped onto the couch and turned on his projection television.

Suddenly, he remembered he seem to have forgotten something. He had something to eat, but he was short of something to drink, a mere wine was clearly not enough. He went to his cabinet and had a look, the milk was almost finished. Garen started to contemplate whether to get more milk.

Once again, he took his room card and headed out. He stopped before the elevator and pressed the button once more.

It did not take long before the elevator doors opened.

The girl with long white blonde hair was still inside. The both of them stared at each other for a moment across the elevator.

Wacko.

Garen carefully sized the girl. Was she addicted to taking the elevator?

The lady looked embarrassed as an awkward smile crept onto her face, her fingers tightened their grip around her handbag strap.