204 Towards The Beguiled City 1

It was the beginning of the wee hours in the morning.

While the people of the lab scrambled to their feet to inform their lady boss about the awakening of the formerly frozen specimen, Gio propped his upper body up with his two hands from the metal bed and took long and deep breaths of air.

His eyeballs then moved all over the place, scanning its interior and the people. Shortly, a very grim expression appeared on his face, he looked as though as he was barely restraining himself from doing again something he hated before as an educated person - swearing.

'... A lab... I frickin' ended up inside a laboratory?'

Unlike most people who found themselves in a similar situation before but just somewhere different, he didn't stupidly ask from anybody nearby where he was. His eyes were fully functional. And his years with the military trained him to never forget to study the situation and place first before doing anything, even speaking.

It was simply a lab. And it seemed like the people within had either saved him or made him an experimental specimen. Maybe both.

Who would not be curious about a man trapped inside an iceberg anyway?

He felt a bit dizzy so he closed his eyes.

He remembered reuniting with Sofony. After that, the unstable illusory world had broken down by itself when Fred Mendez left.

What happened next? How much time had passed since then?

'We still manage to go to my penthouse in Western Alina... And then after that... After that... Damn! Now I know how I got myself into this situation. That blue whatever drop never left me. It must be some sort of power or being which activated due to a trigger.'

With extreme annoyance, he thought... For an irresponsible man, Fred was too much of a madman to toss him out in the ocean just because he was not sure if his daughter's non-host supporter was a spy or not. If he was so capable, why wouldn't he resurface and flatten his enemies into a paste so that the world would be a safer place for everyone?

While thinking of this, actually, Gio suspected the reason why he got punished to spend the following year drifting from ocean to ocean was that he tried to tell Sofony about her father. A blunder on his side. But it was a blunder not enough to warrant a separation.

He flexed his muscles and tried moving his body. The man then inspected himself and saw that he wore a white oversized hospital gown. For a person forcefully made to sleep a whole year and a half, he didn't feel catatonic at all since not much discomfort hunted him as he moved his fingers. Of course, his back was sore from all the lying down. He exercised his neck and found it not that stiff though. It was simply a miracle. And the long period of sleep enabled Gio to know how he really got his superb physique.

'... My woman must be very heartbroken when I got separated from her without rhyme or reason...'

'Even if I get struck by lightning, I don't think I can hold back trying to kill that madman.'

His eyes were very dark and murderous when a woman of peerless appearance and aura emerged from the elevator half a dozen meters away.

She wore a thick velvet red blazer over her shirt and long black skirt. A pair of white strappy wedge sandals were on her feet.

Given his enhanced memories, he clearly remembered seeing this woman once, within Ever Victorious. She was that gorgeous woman who collided with him but didn't make any more fuss.

Such a ridiculous coincidence. Was she the real person who took him in? Or was this arranged by that unreasonable uncle too?

Within ten seconds, the woman arrived by his side, asking, "Hello. How are you feeling? Can you hear me?"

The man didn't retract his dark gaze. He didn't welcome the existence of this woman in the world because he also knew who she was and what role she played in that person's life.

He didn't answer even after a minute of their staring contest, hence, the Missy additionally asked, "Can you speak? Do you remember what happened to you?"

Instead of answering, the man's black eyes looked around again. A few seconds later, he moved his legs and got off the operating table.

'... This person is surely a host. And she most likely enticed the people here to work for her through those tall machines and robots armed with seemingly advanced weapons. Must be from that immoral system.'

He walked past her and headed towards the private elevator. Behind him, he heard an alarmed and confused female voice.

"Mister Albarez? Please, wait. Where do you think you are going? Don't you want to know first what happened and how long you've been asleep?"

The chest of the man constricted more when he heard his name. It was an alarming discovery. So much that his murderous aura shot up and locked onto the woman.

His hoarse and husky voice sharply echoed into her ears. The question he asked was so shocking to the female immoral host who still couldn't believe that this non-host could immediately move even after falling into a coma for so long.

Gio was on three meters away from the goal. His glaring eyes went to the owner of this lab.

"... So why are you still alive?"

'What?'

Clarissa's Original took some time to process what her hearing captured. Afterward, she withdrew her smiling and concerned expression, her face that turned serious hid the ferociousness underneath her seemingly solemn gaze.

'... I became careless, forgetting this man's true backer is an all-knowing high-level host...'

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