Chapter 339. Sad Song and A Drunkard I
Chapter 339. Sad Song and A Drunkard I
The TV screen in front of us showed a music video of a young man crying in the heavy rain. Instead of me, now it was Jenny who was sitting in between me and Celia. Her hands wrapped around our shoulders like a rich pervert middle-aged man in the strip club. An empty wine glass in her hand.
"You told me you love me *sniff* Why did you leave me all alone..." she sang from the top of her lungs. Her voice pierced Celia and my ears and made us flinch.
She turned to Celia with a stupid grin and flushed face.
"C'monnn! Sing with me Celiiaa~" Before Celia answered her, Jenny turned to me.
"And you, handsome~ You have to sing with me and heal my heartache. Also..." She let go of her embrace and extended her glass to me.
"Pour me more wine~," she said with a weird grin.
Instead of doing her request, I took her glass and placed it on the shelf.
"That's enough, Jenny. You're drunk."
'Her alcohol tolerance is worse than mine! ' I regretted my decision to offer them a drink. This was the first time I saw someone drunk over two glasses of wine. Also, she was a bad drunkard. She sang, sobbed, blabbered, hugged and laughed randomly. Her image changed drastically after two glasses.
She quickly removed her other hand from Celia and tried to reach for the glass again.
"Nuuu... What are you doing? Gibe it back... Gibe it back..." I grabbed her shoulder to stop her.
While Celia pulled Jenny from behind to get her back to her seat.
"Jenny, stop it!" But Jenny didn't care. Her hands kept trying to reach the glass. Although it made things a bit chaotic here, it wasn't a problem for me since with my strength, I was able to hold her body without difficulty.
I sighed and turned to Celia.
"You should tell me if she has a low alcohol tolerance."
"How do I know? I've never had a drink with her before," Celia retorted with a frown. Unlike me, she looked panicked.
Then Jenny stopped struggling. Another strange smile on her face.
"Fine! If I can't drink anymore. You must accompany me to sing!" Her hand patted the side of my face. Her eyes were half-opened.
Again, she turned to the TV and sang another sad song. This time the song was different from what's on TV.
"Is her house still far away?" I asked Celia. If it took more than 5 minutes, I would use my Manipulation Skill to silence her and knock her out. I bet the chauffeur also almost got a headache because of her, since we opened the partition. It was better than using my Dispel skill. The chauffeur and Jenny would find it strange if she suddenly woke up from her hangover for no reason.
Celia turned to the window to figure it out.
"Oh, there it is!" She pointed to a house in a modern minimalist design not far in front of us. It was about twice the size of our house.
Upon what Celia said, the chauffeur slowed our car and stopped in front of her house.
After the chauffeur opened the door for us, I quickly got out of the car. My hands pulled Jenny.
"Why did you leave meee??? I hate pretty boys!!!" Jenny suddenly shouted loudly. I was sure that was enough to shock the neighbours.
I decided to ignore it and put her hand around my neck to support her. On her other side, Celia did the same as me.
"C'mon, Jenny. We're almost there," said Celia. Our feet moved toward the front door.
*Ting Tong*
As soon as we arrived, Celia pressed the doorbell. Noisy steps from within immediately answered it. A second later the door opened. We were greeted by a blonde middle-aged couple with shocked faces and a man with a good build body in his 20s with the same hair colour. I bet they were Jenny's parents and brother.
"Oh my God! Jenny, what happened?" said her mother in shock. Her hand reached Jenny, as well as her father.
"Are you drunk? Didn't I tell you not to drink?" said her father angrily.
But Jenny brushed it off. She removed her hands from us and pointed at her father angrily.
"I'm not drunk!" Again, a stupid smile on her lips.
"I'm just having fun with my best friends! Because of that bastard... Left me at the prom!" she blabbered. Even an idiot could tell when she was drunk.
"Your boyfriend left you at the prom?!" said her brother unhappily. His anger was evident in his tone of voice.
"Pfffttt--- Hahaha!" With shuffling steps, she walked over to her brother and patted his cheek a couple of times.
"I don't have a boyfriend, silly. I lied to you since I didn't want to take you to my prom. I didn't want my friends to think I was desperate enough to bring my own brother..." Then she nonchalantly took off her heels and walked into the house.
"C'mon Celia, Damian! We'll order pizza and party till morning!"
"I'm so sorry, dear," her mother said awkwardly to us before she chased after Jenny.
"Thank you for taking my daughter home. Please be careful on your way," said her father.
"Don't mention it, sir," answered Celia politely.
After giving us a nod and a smile, he went to help his wife, leaving us with her brother who was glaring at us.
I didn't respond or say anything during the conversation since I was checking the other... Jenny's brother. His status was far above the others even compared to the demon hunters.
'Observation.'
[Observation skills succeeded.]
[Name: Nathan Holyshield ]
[Age: 24]
[Level 62] [Race: Human]
[HP: 1160/1160] [MP: 745/745]
[Skills: Holy Chain lv 5, Mana Strike lv 5, Holy Blast lv 5, Holy Orb lv 5, Barrier lv 5 (High), Seven swords of light lv 1 (High)]
[Emotion: Curious, relief]
[Love meter: 0/10]
[Condition: Normal.]
[Weakness: Chest, Neck, Head]
[Talent: Strong Body (Pain endurance and has a better defence rate than other races.)]
[Relationship: Single. ]
[Profession: Advanced Demon Hunter.]
'Besides having a higher level than Mrs Clea, he also has two high-level skills. Is he the advanced demon hunter that Emma was talking about?' My thoughts were getting deeper.
'Think again, Celia said he just arrived last night. Is he the reason why Mrs Clea left in such a hurry?' But what my main question was… Why was his level much higher than the others? Some guesses filled my head. From a simple thing like, did he use a stronger vaccine like the Kingdom of Serpent Rock's guards? Or was he a Nephilim's descendant like me?
If it was right, I didn't know if I should be happy or sad. Since that meant Celia and I were not alone. But on the other hand, I was not sure he would be happy with my identity. Well, it was just a guess. But either way, I wished I could cooperate with him rather than become enemies.
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