purrecious-pickpocket-deactivat sent:She still had her golden gun trained on the other.
“Of course it ist! Nov, if you vish to live, you vill forget all zat.”
purrecious-pickpocket-deactivat sent:Thus the thief had Salvatore’s gun pointed at her.
“Vhat did you just say?”
“Ze Diez Gentlemen are a small group of elite honor students, meaning that ve are very powerful demons around here. Und an Evil Academy ist a shool for demons, vhere ve practice und perfect our evilness by not going to classes und breaking ze shool rules vhenever ve can.”
Note to self: enroll as soon as possible. This was practically a dream school for him. He could get the…semi important education, and perhaps meet more of these gentlemen. Perhaps get in good with them..or perhaps make war with them. He’s been needed to make a new crew anyway…
“So, these Diez Gentlemen…what’s so strong about them? Not saying you don’t look strong, it’s just…I’m curious.”
“Zey are ze most profiecent in the art of war und are strong enough to take down a small nezerworld alone, Ve are a very vell hidden group und I vill probably be ze only one you vill ever meet, I only revealed myself as one because you vould probably see it in my class section of my status anyvay, ozers had zeir class hidden by taking up different positions in ze shool. Asvell as I also get more challengers vhen people knov vho I am.”
“Greetings, I am Salvatore ze Magnificent, und I do not recognize you, state your name und reason for being here this instant.”
“Um, yes ma’am. I’m Momo, mercenary and a magician, ma’am. Who are you, and what’s with the accent?” Normally Momo wouldn’t bother with being pleasant, but this…woman, terrified him for some reason.
And he had all right to be terrified of her, she was extremely deadly, being a member of the fabled Diez Gentlemen and one whom can put up most of a fight, her power even rivaling Mao’s.
“As I said before, I am Salvatore ze Magnificent, Uno of ze Diez Gentlemen as vell as a Senior in Evil Academy. Und zis ist just hov I normally speak.”
“OK, nice to meet you Salvatore. What are these…Diez Gentleman and what is an Evil Academy?” By now, Momo had gotten over his terror and resumed talking in his normal, deep voice. Deep voice that may still hold a tiny bit of fear, but hey. This chick seemed cool.
“Ze Diez Gentlemen are a small group of elite honor students, meaning that ve are very powerful demons around here. Und an Evil Academy ist a shool for demons, vhere ve practice und perfect our evilness by not going to classes und breaking ze shool rules vhenever ve can.”
“Greetings, I am Salvatore ze Magnificent, und I do not recognize any of your faces as any of ze students of zis shool, so state your name und your intentions here.”
“Greetings, I am Salvatore ze Magnificent, und I do not recognize you, state your name und reason for being here this instant.”
“Um, yes ma’am. I’m Momo, mercenary and a magician, ma’am. Who are you, and what’s with the accent?” Normally Momo wouldn’t bother with being pleasant, but this…woman, terrified him for some reason.
And he had all right to be terrified of her, she was extremely deadly, being a member of the fabled Diez Gentlemen and one whom can put up most of a fight, her power even rivaling Mao’s.
“As I said before, I am Salvatore ze Magnificent, Uno of ze Diez Gentlemen as vell as a Senior in Evil Academy. Und zis ist just hov I normally speak.”
“Greetings, I am Salvatore ze Magnificent, und I do not recognize you, state your name und reason for being here this instant.”
Salvatore didn’t quite know exactly where she was, she only ended up here due to a malfunctioning Dimensional Gate, but even if she had no clue of her current location she kept up the usual rigid air, not letting the situation effect her at all. Upon hearing someone’s voice, she turned to them, back perfectly straight and ready for anything to happen as she listen carefully to what the other was saying.
“Vait? No,no, no, zat vill not do, I have no time to be dilly-dallying, I got very important matters to attend to. I demand zat you hurry up und fix your gate. Zough in the meantime, tell me about zis ‘mafious zone’, ist it full of strong enemies?”
Oh boy, how was this one even dressed? That uniform was strangely scary, and her voice didn’t help either to make him feel less uneasy. Being a level 1 one broken scout wasn’t the best in these situations, sadly.
“Trust me, madame, If I was able to, the bloody thing would be workin’ right now, but unfortunately, I lack the pieces to do so. And in a sewer like this, there’s no hardware shop, sadly. Not that I would have the money to buy anythin’ even if there was one, as getting money here means either killin’ or stealin’ them, and I am the only one who actually cares about the busted gate.
As for the mafious zone, yer not gonna go there, are ya? There are too many kind of ugly monsters and demons there, which levels might even surpass the hundred by this point. Plus even if yer were able to kill them, it would be just a waste of yer time and energy, trust me.”
She tipped her hat slightly in front of her face as he explained how the gate wasn’t going to work for awhile. Salvatore would have killed him for his disobedience, but h was the only one here to fix the gate, so she would have to keep him alive for now. She looked straight at the other with a intimidating and commanding glare at the last sentence he spoke.
“Fighting ist never a waste of time. Ze stronger ze enemy ze better since it means a true test of strength und ze stronger you become once you reign victorious. Even if ze enemy is stronger zan you, it only makes ze battle more enjoyable. Und if you zink zat I, Salvatore ze Magnificent, member of ze Diez Gentlemen, vould be defeated by a simple demon, zen you are very wrong.”
