Chapter 220 Weapons

Chapter 220 Weapons

After entering the portal Jack went to sleep and after an hour suddenly opened his eyes.

He looked around and found himself in a small room.

There was a table in the middle and two chairs.

The walls were made up of wood and were adorned with many weapons. There were swords, sabres, bows, spears and even whips.

On one of the chairs he was sitting and in front of him was another chair on which an old guy was sitting.

He was wearing a long-back winter coat, and his hairs were white and he was clean-shaven.

There was a gentle look on his face and a pleasing smile.

"Hello, what is your name?" The old man asked with a smile.

Jack looked at him and stayed silent for a few seconds. He knew that this was the final level and it would be extremely hard.

The guy from the Boseman family also failed at this level.

According to the Boseman notes, Jack knew that every person experienced a different stage in the end and by passing it they could get to the Ring of Power.

"Jack," Jack said with a smile on his face, he reciprocated the kind nature of the old man.

"Nice name, Jack. I want to ask you a question." The old man said.

"And what will I get in return?" Jack asked with his brows raised.

"Nothing." The old man replied, his gentle smile still on his face.

"What if I answered the question wrong?" Jack asked again. "What will happen?"

The old man listened to him and his smile stayed on his face. He was pleased by Jack's questions.

"It will be an easy question." The old man said.

Jack turned silent at his words.

"Would I be able to use external help to answer the question?" Jack looked at him seriously.

"Yes, if you can, you can use any external help. You can also take as much time as you want to answer the question." The old man said.

"Will I get options for the question?" Jack took in a deep breath.

Options would make his job easy.

The old man let out a laugh at his question. "You are pretty pessimistic for a young man, you should be more cheerful."

"Will I get options for the question?" Jack asked again.

The old man let out another chuckle. "Yes, you will."

Jack listened to him and nodded. "Ok, ask the question." He said.

The old man looked at him and then looked at the wall with many weapons and pointed at it. "What weapon do you like the most in the following?" The old man asked as he stood up.

Jack looked at the wall, however, didn't stand up. He looked for his notebook but couldn't find it. Only now did he realise that he had nothing with him.

He was here with only his clothes.

His bag, his gun and his notebook have disappeared.

A worried expression appeared on his face.

"What happened young man?" The old man looked back at him.

Jack looked into his eyes and took in a deep breath.

"Can I get a notebook and pen?" He asked.

"No." The old man said with a simple one-word answer and his smile widened.

Jack turned silent at his words and stood up from the chair finally.

He moved towards the old man and stood beside him.

He looked at the wall and could tell that the different weapons on it were his options.

He had to choose one of them.

'Since I don't have a notebook and pen, I won't be able to use my truth meter.' He looked around the wall. 'I will have to answer this question carefully.'

He couldn't see his panel on the weapons which means he was on his own for now.

"Will you kill me if I don't answer the question?" Jack looked at the old man again.

"Hahaha... No, young guy, why will I kill you?" He said.

Jack looked above him and could see his truth meter flashing green, which meant the old man was telling the truth.

Jack relaxed at this discovery.

"Will you hurt me in any way?" Jack asked again.

"No."

Jack nodded and looked at the weapons again.

There were different types of swords, bows and even spears.

He also looked at some whips.

'Answering truthfully is the only option left.' Jack sighed and looked at a long bow.

He was most familiar with bows and liked the weapon the most out of all the options.

"I like bows." He said truthfully.

The old man looked at him and nodded. He then moved towards the bow section.

"Which would you prefer?" He asked.

Jack moved closer and pointed at a long bow. He didn't know why the old man was asking him these questions, however, he stayed truthful.

"Nice choice." The old man picked up the bow from the wall and threw it towards Jack.

Jack caught the bow and looked at him with a confused expression.

"Check it out." The old man said with a smile.

"Arrows?" Jack raised his brows.

"No need for them. Just pull the string and an arrow will materialize." The old man had a proud expression.

Jack took in a deep breath and moved the bow up, he then pointed it to an empty wall in the room. "Can I shoot on this wall?"

"Go for it." the old man moved his hand behind his back and looked at Jack curiously.

Jack calmed his mind down and looked at the wall, focusing, he pulled the string back and suddenly an arrow materialized in the bow.

He was a bit surprised by it, but not flustered. He was calm.

"twang!"

The release of bow string resounded in the small room and then the arrow pierced the wooden wall.

The arrow was so fast that it got through the thick wooden wall, creating a hole. Jack could see Darkness from the hole.

It was as if the room was flying in dark space.

"Good." The old man clapped and came beside Jack.

"Now for the real test. Do you wanna take it?" The old man asked.

Jack looked at him with a straight face. "What will I get if I pass the test?"

"Hahaha... Young guy, what do you want?"

.....

Elma sat near a beach in the Maldives with tears falling down her eyes.

A radio transmitter was placed beside her on the sand.

She had just heard the news about Jack's death from Faneel.

'I should have never let him go. It's all my fault.' A piercing pain moved through her body as more and more tears started falling down from her eyes.

She looked in the distance and could see the three girls playing in the water.

"What will I tell them? It will break their hearts."

In the last few days, she had come to know that the three girls were deeply in love with Jack, just like her.

All of them had come to the Maldives to lift the mood form Jack's absence. However, now Elma had a piece of horrible news for them and she didn't know how she could disclose it to the girls.

'I will have to tell them. I can't keep them in the dark forever.' More tears fell from her eyes.

Cassie, who was playing in the water with Sophie and Susan suddenly moved her head towards Elma and a frown appeared on her face.

From a distance, she couldn't tell clearly but she could see that Elma was stressed from her posture.

'Is she crying?' A worried expression appeared on her face.

She then looked at Susan and Sophie. "You guys stay here. Let me call Miss Elma."

Both of them nodded at her words and started splashing water again while giggling.

Cassie moved out of the water and started stepping towards Elma. Elma was sitting on a bench chair below a big umbrella.

'She is coming here...' Elma saw Cassie coming towards her and tried to stop her tears, however, no matter how hard she tried she couldn't stop her tears for some reason.

"What happened Miss Elma?!" When Cassie saw her crying she quickly ran toward her and kneeled beside her chair.

Elma looked at her in silence, as tears continued to fall from her eyes.

"Cassie..." Elma leaned in and hugged Cassie, her head placed on her chest, and she continued crying loudly.

"What happened Miss Elma? You are scaring me?" Cassie's heart started beating at a rapid pace and worry was visible in her face.

"Jack..." Elma's voice choked.

"Jack? What happened to Jack?!" Cassie held her shoulder and moved her away from her chest. She then looked in her misty eyes.

"Jack... He... He... Died..." Elma stuttered and moved her head to her elbow and started crying again.

Cassie heard her words and her eyes widened. Her body turned still and her senses turned numb.

"What are you saying, Miss Elma? This is not something you should joke about!" Cassie yelled loudly.n-)0velb1n

"Ahh..." Elma started crying even louder.