Chapter 33：Second Night (2/2)

And to fuck things up even more, he went to pee at the same place that the other warlock went.

'Wait. something is fishy'

Mack followed them behind some bushes and saw that they were not peeing but talking to each other.

Of course. No sound came from their mouths.

'What are they doing?'

Then that powerful warlock looked exactly to where Mack was. And following his gaze the green light construct too looked at the bush Mack was hiding.

'Fuck! They saw me.'

Even knowing that they knew he was there, Mack didn't move. Be by guilt or shame. He stood still.

Then to fuck even more things. That powerful warlock raised his hand in Mack's direction.

'Oh no. I didn't even have the chance to do a threesome.'

Was the only thing passing in Mack's head. Remembering the gruesome scene from the battle where this same warlock just raised his hand and snapped his fingers to kill several mages.

Mack even closed his eyes. He knew he had no chance.

But after a few seconds.....

Nothing happened.

Mack opened his eyes and saw the warlock was calling for him, using his hand.

~sigh~

Mack raised himself from the ground and stepped out of the bush.

Then the green warlock just waved to him.

Like he knew him.

'Did I became famous or something today?'

Feeling more assured somehow, Mack walked to them.

The powerful warlock talked to Mack, but Mack just dumbly looked at him. Not knowing what to do. After all, He heard no sound coming from their mouths.

The green light construct talked to the other warlock and like trying to figure out something looked at Mack again and then slapped his own forehead.

Mack had no clue what was happening, but stood there. After all, his goal was to be close to that powerful warlock. And somehow this bonus green warlock appeared from who knows where.

After slapping his own head, the green light construct went to the side and grabbed a dried branch from a small tree, then came back and started drawing something on the ground.

Mack looked at the ground and saw some runes written.

Then his mouth went agape.

Because on the ground was written something Mack would never expect.

# Are you deaf? #

'Fucking smart NPCs they think I'm deaf! Of course they will. Geez. Those guys are even smarter than me.'

”I am”

Said Mack, hoping that his translator would work and translate what he said. He knew how to write and read the warlock runes, but to speak? He had no clue.