Raith stared at her blankly. Not quite the reaction she had expected so she pressed further.
"Don’t yoy get it warrior, this not like the monster we faced at the depth. This is an actual player who has been in the ga for hundreds of years. The sky lord is top ten of the multidinsional ranking and is a player that is being sponsored by a PRIMORDIAL!"
She explained, trying to show Raith how dire of a situation this was but the white haired warrior was not just getting it.
Seeing enough of her nonsense, Raith breathed and pushed her backward irritatedly.
"I understand. We have been waiting for him... there’s no reason to be scared because he is coming."
Othorman shifted his head slightly to Raith after hearing what he had said but it was unnoticeable to anyone.
Theta had her eyes frozen with shock. A second later a confused frown fell on her face, she couldn’t understand Raith.
"I know you are a player but I doubt you have a sponsor?"
"I don’t have a sponsor, I don’t need one."
With the substance he got going on? Greed and [soul force] he was sure he’d be a threat to other players soon enough. Why should he care for a sponsor when it will put him under the radar.
"I don’t get this! There’s no chance of you surviving an encounter with the Sky lord. He is a mad man, he knows no reason!!"
Raith shrugged.
"It’s fine... this will be a chance to garner a lot of experience since I will be eting players and other strong people from now on."
And he ant it, one of the reasons why he didn’t try to avoid the situation was because it would have been very silly and unwise of him. This situation would give him a lot of experience in dealing with a player.
Since it was unavoidable, he was going to make the best of it.
Theta’s expression drowned in lost hope. At this point, it sank deep in that Raith was not going to reason with her no matter what she said.
Raith looked at her and spoke after a second or two, coldy:
"Why are you here? If Sky lord is coming why is it so in your business to get it to ?"
His question was so void of emotion that Othorman was startled, his body shivered but he tried to be as still as he could so it wasn’t obvious.
Still, who would treat a beautiful young lady in such manner.
Theta was popular and enough to have all n on their heads, bowing to serve her for the rest of their lives. She had a flawless skin, her pretty eyes that were otherworldly, she was resilient and strong in appealing ways.
Her body was voluptuous and when one thought of the fact that she was the last remaining true bloodline of fairies. Everyone wanted to leave their seed in her body.
And yet, Raith was treating her so coldly. Othorman felt so much pity for the young lady. He couldn’t see her of course but he had heard more than enough to form his prejudice.
The frowned and pouted her mouth, turning slightly away from Raith. She mumbled so things:
"You were gone for so long and I was so worried about you..."
They were inaudible but Raith could get the gist of it. He just decided to wave them away nonetheless and turned away from the young lady, looking at Othorman who was standing like a statue.
"Where has Hans been?"
"I think he’s organizing the people. It was a ss outside so I asked him to fix that."
Raith froze for a second, sothing bothered him with what Othorman said. Seeing the conflicted expression on Raith’s face, the blind soulless said further.
"I have convinced him to do every other thing and leave your welfare to . I wish to be serving you closely."
Raith narrowed his eyes suspiciously. He wasn’t sure how he felt about a soundless, cannot be detected brawny dark man lurking around him.
But that was the least of their problem for now.
Othorman’s composure also seed to change slightly. The red scarf furrowed, showing that there was a slight fron on his veiled brows.
"Oh no! He is here!!"
Theta shouted.
It was kind of amazing, that she could tell right away just as he and Othorman could. Raith was pretty impressed.
’She’s no fluke’
Raith stood up and straightened his back, stretched his arm up in the bid to flatten out his muscles.
"I guess we’ll be starting uh..."
Othorman stared for a few seconds, lowered his head and raised it, stopping Raith as they were about heading outside.
"Great one..."
Othorman’s voice sounded lower than usual.
"What? Are you worried about right now?" Raith wondered aloud.
"No. At all..." Othorman’s voice went down again, he lingered for a couple of seconds before he continued:
"The sky lord is a strong player... you are amazing but he’s a top ten in the whole of the multiworld. Think of the strongest person you have fought... the sky lord is probably strong."
Raith’s eyes rode up, he placed his hand beneath his chin for a second then brought his eyes back to Othorman with a confident smile.
He shook his head.
"No Otto, no. There’s no way this sky lord of yours is stronger than the strongest person I’ve ever fought. Two of them actually, I doubt if he’ll be stronger than any of the two of them."
Othorman stared at him confusedly, he couldn’t get what could make a human from that enslaved, primitive planet, ousted from the wickedness of the entire universe be so full of himself.
Humans from earth in no way can be as strong as any of the humans outside earth. Fine, Raith was impressive but what experience had he gone through within that puny dinsion that could make him so confident.
He didn’t understand.
And Raith still wore a very confident smile.
Of the two people he had encountered and wasn’t able to defeat in his life, he was sure he could defeat one of them now. In fact he begged and wished that they would sohow et again now that he was outside earth and for the second...
’...let’s master [force] I’m sure things will get better when I master it and get used to the power of greed.’
He wasn’t confident if he would be able to defeat Cor - Ellion. Not now at the very least, not until he defeated Thard - Harl.
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