The Demon's Menu-Chapter 829: Second Cooperation! (2)
Chapter 829 -40: Second Cooperation!_2
About half a minute later, Roslor was the first to stand out.
"Sorry, Losa the 11th Young Master, I have a wife and daughter.”
Roslor’s face was full of shame.
"It’s okay.”
"You are the most innocent, you were just dragged into this, don’t take it to heart.”
Losa the 11th said with a smile as he patted the doctor’s shoulder.
"I hope to accompany Roslor.”
"I’m somewhat tired of my current life.”
Billder was the second to speak up.
"I don’t want this life either, not even a cat.”
Pers was third.
"Hmm.”
"I understand.”
"I don’t want this life either.”
"But I’m not as lucky as you guys.”
Losa the 11th sighed.
Then, the heir, eleventh in line of the ‘Losa Family,’ watched as the three men left.
Turning his head, his gaze fell on Galen.
Although he had said many objective things before, Losa the 11th was still moved by someone who truly wanted to stay.
"Galen, thank you
"I stay because of Lord Jason.”
Without waiting for Losa the 11th to finish speaking, ‘Golden Lamb’ emphasized.
Then, he walked towards the end of the hallway, to the ‘Brutalizer Apartment.’
Losa the 11th’s moved expression froze on his face.
"Galen, I think you could have told me later, or simply not told me at all, it would have made me feel a bit better.”
Losa the 11th said as he went after him.
"My mother told me to be an honest person.”
‘Golden Lamb’ answered like this, stopping in front of the ‘door’ to Jason’s room.
"But sometimes, white lies are also acceptable.”
Once again, Losa the 11th opened the ‘door’ to Jason’s room, walked in shoulder to shoulder with ‘Golden Lamb,’ without any courtesy, made himself comfortable on the sofa as if it were his own, watched Jason who had already picked up a roast lamb chop, his hands continuously entering commands on his wrist — if he wanted to survive, then he had to fight hard.
Galen consciously moved aside.
He watched Jason, Losa the 11th, with an irrepressible smile on his face.
What could be better than being with Jason?
Naturally, having Losa the 11th there as well.
Being with his two saviors was just too good to be true.
Simple-minded Galen thought this.
But Losa the 11th’s complexion grew worse and worse.
Because none of the commands he issued were answered.
Simply put, he was being ignored.
Or rather, no one had faith in him.
"That’s to be expected, after all, I’m just a good-for-nothing living off the ‘Losa Family’!”
"At a time when the family is very likely to hand me over for peace
"Who would dare to help me?”
Losa the 11th chuckled bitterly, then raised his hand and placed an order with the room’s handheld computer.
He ordered more alcohol again.
At this moment, he wanted nothing except for alcohol.
Gulp, gulp.
The strong liquor hit the throat, the sadness weighed on the heart.
Losa the 11th couldn’t help but ramble on.
He spoke again about his dreams, his daily life, about being smacked in the face by a ‘pot’ of reality.
"Who says I’m that powerful?”
"If I were that powerful, I would have arranged everything by now!”
"Would I still need to borrow the power from the ‘Game Mansion’ then?”
"Moreover
"I was even rejected!”
"Indeed, I’m just a waste!”
Losa the 11th said, as tears streamed down again.
Then, he looked at Jason’s back and said apologetically, “Sorry Jason, I’m afraid I won’t be able to provide the food I promised you.”
He was about to die.
Although he valued promises, he really couldn’t do it anymore.
Jason, who was chewing on the lamb chop, frowned.
Free nutritional meals, although high in nutrients, were not something he wanted to keep consuming in the days ahead; he much preferred natural food like the lamb chop in his hand.
Thinking this, Jason spoke up.
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"You really are that powerful.”
Jason said indifferently.
"Don’t joke.”
"Others don’t know, but don’t you know?”
"I’m just a good-for-nothing.”
Losa the 11th shrugged helplessly.
"Yes, others don’t know.”
Jason emphasized his point.
Others don’t know!
Losa the 11th was startled, then a bold idea dawned on him.
"You, you mean?”
Losa the 11th looked at Jason, who had turned around, with a stutter in his voice.
"The others don’t know that you’re pretending.”
"So you are real.”
"You are the person who arranged everything: Losa the 11th.”
Jason reiterated, emphasizing.
Losa the 11th’s eyes lit up.
He seemed to grasp the meaning behind Jason’s words, he seemed to see a way out of the current situation, though it was a desperate measure, it was better than just waiting to die.
However, shortly after, Losa the 11th frowned.
There was a crucial point!
"Bluffing is bound to be false, even if we’re just trying to get through the immediate crisis, but these guys will definitely not fall for my simplest ‘bluff.’
"At least
"At least one or two people are needed to ‘prove’ that I’m the one who arranged everything.”
Losa the 11th paused, then looked at Jason.
Among those present, only Jason had the capability.
Jason did not decline.
Because a chaotic situation was exactly what he wanted.
And what could be better for him than knocking off one or two people who needed to ‘prove’ Losa the 11th?
Naturally, it was getting more accurate ‘benefits.’
Under Losa the 11th’s watchful eye, he stated his conditions.
