55 Chapter 55
"The city mayor suffered from a mental attack. But he's not in any danger as of the moment. He only needs rest." the elderly woman reported her findings back to the group around the table.
"See? Hahaha! I was right." Quickstep said after the words of the elderly woman.
"How about the assassin? Has anyone been caught yet?" the huge man with a big booming voice asked the guards.
"A woman was seen leaving the hall after the commotion, Lord Meric. The guards hasn't been able to locate her since then." A loyal guard said to the huge man with a big booming voice.
"What to do now, Quickstep? Do we continue the party?" Meric asked the bald immortal. They were having this so called celebration because of him. It was best to ask for his opinion after the disturbance.
"The night is old, my friend. We shall take this as a sign to rest our weary bodies." Quickstep answered poetically. Words such as these always warm his heart when he said them. Language was meant to not be boorish or simple. There was art in communication, Quickstep believed.
"You heard Quickstep. Thank you for your time. The feast shall end with this last toast! Cheers!" Meric said out loud and raised his cup to drink one last time.
"Hahaha! Well said, my friend! To love and world peace!" Quickstep joined in the toast as he also drank the wine from his mug. He really enjoyed moments like this. It let him remember what it feels like to be home. Times like these were precious. Especially now, that Quickstep was a lone ant in the world of men.
"To love and world peace!" the guests gathered echoed the words of the bald immortal.
"Hehehe! Thank you, my friends! May all of you sleep well tonight!" Quickstep said his last piece towards the gathered crowd.
"Let me take you to your room, Quickstep." Meric offered to the bald immortal.
"It is not necessary, my friend. I have still something to do. Can you give me all of these empty bottles?" Quickstep asked Meric. He wanted to start searching for honey right now. True to his word, he did not touch the honey and bread in the food storage of Ezedius.
Seeing something so delicious yet not able to touch and eat them was torture for him. Quickstep planned to quench his thirst for his cravings tonight.
"What will you do with it, Quickstep? Those are already dirty and used. Let me get new empty bottles for you." Meric replied to Quickstep.
"No need, my friend. All of these bottles will have to do. You should not waste what you have even if you seem to have an abundance of them at this moment. Think of the rainy days, Meric." Quickstep shared some words of wisdom towards his new friend.
He knew that life was never static. Just like him. Once upon a time, he was happy. But now, Quickstep was lost. Revenge was what fueled him. He can only imagine what he'll do next after he fulfilled his quest of justice.
"See? Hahaha! I was right." Quickstep said after the words of the elderly woman.
"How about the assassin? Has anyone been caught yet?" the huge man with a big booming voice asked the guards.
"A woman was seen leaving the hall after the commotion, Lord Meric. The guards hasn't been able to locate her since then." A loyal guard said to the huge man with a big booming voice.
"What to do now, Quickstep? Do we continue the party?" Meric asked the bald immortal. They were having this so called celebration because of him. It was best to ask for his opinion after the disturbance.
"The night is old, my friend. We shall take this as a sign to rest our weary bodies." Quickstep answered poetically. Words such as these always warm his heart when he said them. Language was meant to not be boorish or simple. There was art in communication, Quickstep believed.
"You heard Quickstep. Thank you for your time. The feast shall end with this last toast! Cheers!" Meric said out loud and raised his cup to drink one last time.
"Hahaha! Well said, my friend! To love and world peace!" Quickstep joined in the toast as he also drank the wine from his mug. He really enjoyed moments like this. It let him remember what it feels like to be home. Times like these were precious. Especially now, that Quickstep was a lone ant in the world of men.
"To love and world peace!" the guests gathered echoed the words of the bald immortal.
"Hehehe! Thank you, my friends! May all of you sleep well tonight!" Quickstep said his last piece towards the gathered crowd.
"Let me take you to your room, Quickstep." Meric offered to the bald immortal.
"It is not necessary, my friend. I have still something to do. Can you give me all of these empty bottles?" Quickstep asked Meric. He wanted to start searching for honey right now. True to his word, he did not touch the honey and bread in the food storage of Ezedius.
Seeing something so delicious yet not able to touch and eat them was torture for him. Quickstep planned to quench his thirst for his cravings tonight.
"What will you do with it, Quickstep? Those are already dirty and used. Let me get new empty bottles for you." Meric replied to Quickstep.
"No need, my friend. All of these bottles will have to do. You should not waste what you have even if you seem to have an abundance of them at this moment. Think of the rainy days, Meric." Quickstep shared some words of wisdom towards his new friend.
He knew that life was never static. Just like him. Once upon a time, he was happy. But now, Quickstep was lost. Revenge was what fueled him. He can only imagine what he'll do next after he fulfilled his quest of justice.
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