53 Chapter 53
"Thank you for sponsoring this feast, my friend! Hmmm. Rest assured, I will help you shoulder some if its expense. You'll have 3 bottles of honey later, okay?" Quickstep said to Ezedius after four hours of customary celebration for the dead.
The night was deep as it was already thirty minutes past midnight. But the ungodly hour did not hinder the visitors from enjoying this event. The dining hall was still packed with people as no guest was willing to leave just yet.
Everyone has spoken with Quickstep during the feast. Ezedius wanted to limit the interactions but the bald immortal wished for his friends to come at him unimpeded. Thus, Quickstep talked and laughed for almost four hours straight.
This did not mean that he hadn't eaten yet. He had. Quickstep was a talented ant. He could talk, laugh, and eat at the same time. The sweet cakes were particularly one of his favorites. Quickstep decided to trade a lot of them for honey before he left the city.
"As you wish, Your Excellency. What do you think of my daughters, Your Excellency?" Ezedius asked the bald immortal. During the four hours of observing him, he believed that he had fully grasped the character of Quickstep.
He was funny and simple. Most of the time, he would laugh loudly at any jest or praise given by the guests. Above it all, Quickstep was not prone to anger. He got this conclusion when some of the people in the dining hall asked why an immortal like him has an Ant Prefixed on his title.
After that, Quickstep explained his origin to everyone who was willing to listen. The revelation of the bald immortal had mixed effect towards the guests. Skepticism and astonishment were the prevalent feelings of the majority.
There was one brave soul who asked what the bald immortal ate when he was still an ant. Quickstep replied to this by enumerating his usual meals such as honeydew, syrup, granulated sugar, jelly, honey, other sweets, et cetera.
He also stated that he feed on nutrients from both living and dead insects. After the words of the bald immortal, the men only gulped but a number of women excused themselves away from Quickstep. Audible sounds of vomiting followed their departure.
This was the crux of what he wanted to know. Quickstep, this bald immortal, played a role of a good innocent ant. Ezedius relaxed after he came up with this inference. The time may be too short to achieve a thorough conclusion, but he trusts his instincts well. It hasn't failed him yet, Ezedius thought.
"You have beautiful daughters, my friend. Faye and Valeri would bring you healthy and fat grandchildren in the future. Let's drink to that! Cheers!" Quickstep replied to Ezedius. He raised his mug and emptied the spirit liquor within it in only one gulp. His actions were mirrored by the man beside him.
"Would you take them as your mistresses, Your Excellency?" Ezedius asked Quickstep. He did not use words to convey his message but used his divine sense to converse with the bald immortal.
The night was deep as it was already thirty minutes past midnight. But the ungodly hour did not hinder the visitors from enjoying this event. The dining hall was still packed with people as no guest was willing to leave just yet.
Everyone has spoken with Quickstep during the feast. Ezedius wanted to limit the interactions but the bald immortal wished for his friends to come at him unimpeded. Thus, Quickstep talked and laughed for almost four hours straight.
This did not mean that he hadn't eaten yet. He had. Quickstep was a talented ant. He could talk, laugh, and eat at the same time. The sweet cakes were particularly one of his favorites. Quickstep decided to trade a lot of them for honey before he left the city.
"As you wish, Your Excellency. What do you think of my daughters, Your Excellency?" Ezedius asked the bald immortal. During the four hours of observing him, he believed that he had fully grasped the character of Quickstep.
He was funny and simple. Most of the time, he would laugh loudly at any jest or praise given by the guests. Above it all, Quickstep was not prone to anger. He got this conclusion when some of the people in the dining hall asked why an immortal like him has an Ant Prefixed on his title.
After that, Quickstep explained his origin to everyone who was willing to listen. The revelation of the bald immortal had mixed effect towards the guests. Skepticism and astonishment were the prevalent feelings of the majority.
There was one brave soul who asked what the bald immortal ate when he was still an ant. Quickstep replied to this by enumerating his usual meals such as honeydew, syrup, granulated sugar, jelly, honey, other sweets, et cetera.
He also stated that he feed on nutrients from both living and dead insects. After the words of the bald immortal, the men only gulped but a number of women excused themselves away from Quickstep. Audible sounds of vomiting followed their departure.
This was the crux of what he wanted to know. Quickstep, this bald immortal, played a role of a good innocent ant. Ezedius relaxed after he came up with this inference. The time may be too short to achieve a thorough conclusion, but he trusts his instincts well. It hasn't failed him yet, Ezedius thought.
"You have beautiful daughters, my friend. Faye and Valeri would bring you healthy and fat grandchildren in the future. Let's drink to that! Cheers!" Quickstep replied to Ezedius. He raised his mug and emptied the spirit liquor within it in only one gulp. His actions were mirrored by the man beside him.
"Would you take them as your mistresses, Your Excellency?" Ezedius asked Quickstep. He did not use words to convey his message but used his divine sense to converse with the bald immortal.
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