“I…” Beatrice mustered up her courage to look at him before running off to the back.
‘You jerk! You heartless jerk! I don’t want to see you ever again!’ she cried in her heart, running far away. Suddenly, she bumped into someone. It was Alex.
Using Instant Teleportation, he blocked her path. “What are you doing?” Alex asked, narrowing his eyes.
“I… Didn’t you tell me to get lost? Do you want me to crawl or something?” Beatrice started tearing up.
“Did I?”
“Don’t try to talk your way out of this…”
Before she could even finish her sentence, Alex embraced her tightly and ran miles away.
Beatrice couldn’t adapt to his erratic change in attitude.
“What are you trying to do? You told me to get lost, then hugged me for no reason. I’m not your toy, I…” She was once again frozen in place as three people rushed over towards them. They were all wearing dog masks, so they were obviously up to no good.
‘Wait, so I misunderstood?!’
‘He wasn’t talking to me after all! Ugh, you dummy! Be clearer with your words!’
At the time, Beatrice felt her cheeks burning up, and she could not look anyone directly in the eye.
In order to divert her awkwardness, she immediately yelled at the group. “What are you three trying to do? Pretending to be dogs in broad daylight?”
“We don’t have any treats for you, so buy it yourself from the supermarket! If you don’t have the money, then look for your master, not us.”
‘Damn b*stards! They made me cry over nothing!’
“Good dogs will stay in place, but those that don’t are bad. Their annoyed owners would kick them out, and they’d be homeless.”
These masked people were standing in three different points, surrounding the two.
One of them said, “Mr. Rockefeller, we mean no harm.”
“Mr. Rockefeller, aren’t you being a little too rash here? You don’t even know anything about our organization, yet you just refused us without hesitation!” the woman stressed.
Alex chuckled coldly. “I said I’m not interested. Are you going to make me join by force? What is this? Some Ponzi scheme?”
The woman replied. “You said it yourself just now that a strong otherworldly being will come to Earth and pose a threat. We Supreme Protectors aim to protect the Earth. Since you’re a Supreme yourself, you should lend a hand. Join us, and you will be able to use your powers to their maximum potential.”
“I told you… I’m not interested!” Alex said and embraced Beatrice, immediately leaving.
‘What kind of Supreme Protectors? Are they like that bull hom guy? What can they even do?’
However, he was stopped once again.
One of the three spoke up again. “If you insist on not joining our organization, Mr. Rockefeller, we won’t try to convince you any further.”
“But I hope you can hand us the complete version of Ksitigarbha’s Ten Wheels Earth Incantation and the Requiem Clock. These are treasures of our planet, so if you refuse to help protect it, you should hand it to those who will.”
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