《Emperor》Chapter- 9
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John was taking a nap when lara hurriedly walked inside the room to wake John. She violently shook him, interrupting John's sweet dreams.
Due to violent shaking John thought something has happened otherwise Lara wouldn't do something like this, so instead of bickering about it he forced waked himself. Walking out of the bed he saw Lara searching for something in his wardrobe and clothes flying like a cannon ball one after another on John's face, greatly annoying him.
"Hey Hey did you forgot I'm the master and you are a servant?"
However, no response came from the other side so he decided to wash his face first, maybe by the time he returns her mind will be back from a stroll, but as he just turned, two hands coiled around his arm lifting him up in the air and before he could realize he was standing on his bed, facing the wall, greatly annoyed he turned around seeing Lara holding bunch of his clothes. Testing on him one by one to find the suitable clothes for some unknown reason.
Finally, the clothes had been decided and while he was wearing them Lara was combing his hair. She even applied a bit makeup on his face.
And Finally, after a whole 3 minutes of hard labor John was ready.
"Now you are ready?"
"Ready for what? circus? Where, I am the Joker"
"oww you are looking very cute. Let's hurry guests are waiting."
"Wait what like this...I said wa-"
Lara was already dragging--more like flying, him out of the room till they arrived at the door to hall.
Finally, she placed John back on his feet, ignoring his glare.
"Be respectful to your guest. Ok?"
Her eyes were shouting 'if possible knowtow to your guest'.
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He was going to ask further but Lara already opened the door to the hall so he straightened his back, looking ahead.
"He's one of the high priest of Ronait," whispered Lara.
He looked at the man sitting on sofa wearing a blue and white colored robe, eyes closed, legs folded and arms spread across the sofa. More of a Hoodlum than a high priest.
John greeted the high priest "Greeting high priest" while slightly bowing not knowtowing.
The high priest opened his eyes, seeing a kid standing in front of him, bowing in courtesy, but for some reason the initial smile he had on his face vanished and replace with a frown.
He signaled one of his servant to give the chest to John.
John received the golden shining chest from him. Image of a treasure chest was appearing in his mind but to his surprise the chest was light, very light as if chest was empty. He placed it on table opening it and what he saw inside was... utter disappointment.
Such a large chest was used to give just a ring.
'This world has quite a sense in hyping things.' Thought John while lifting the ring.
"Am I going to marry?" Asked John but maybe the high priest didn't hear. He was just staring at his face.
When he was sure that high priest-- more of a pervert, now isn't going to open his mouth he started banging the table, waking high priest from his dazed state.
From his left, John heard Lara shouting.
"Don't do it." Then turning his head toward high priest, she said "He is just a--"
Before she could finish, High Priest thundered on her "Woman shut your mouth."
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Hers words sent Lara in a state of Panic.
John furrowed his brows on high priest. Not understanding the reason for his anger on Lara.
"There is no need to yell" said John.
"If you will trust a woman she will definitely betray you at one point or other understand it as soon as possible"
"I don't need your advice on this matter" said John while glaring at him.
In response High priest only smirked. Now John was having a vague idea of high priest's personality. He was Hoodlum, pervert probably gay with some kind of weird fetish and he hates woman. John let it slide for once and asked politely.
"What is this ring for?"
"It's a gift from the church" He said while rising from his seat.
John also decide to not ask any further about it but one thing caught his attention. All the servant mostly young, both male and female were bowing to him even Lara was bowing, however she can't be considered young. Relatively. She was even smiling as if happy from high priest yelling.
'I never knew She was a Masochist'
He tried wearing a ring later that day but as fast he wore it, even faster he took it out. Throwing the ring away.
Name Blessed Ring Owner Jake Target Wearer Tier 1 Functions Location finder, mind slaver(target wearing it will obey the owner, owner can be changed)
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