Chapter 345 Wedding Aftermath

345 Wedding Aftermath

"So... What do you think about my Mom?" Zamira asks, tapping her foot on the floor of the bedroom. After leaving the wedding hall, we went straight to her room since it was the designated room for us after the marriage ritual.

Old man Duke had promised to build my own private chamber for me according to the details I gave him, fufu.

Hearing Zamira's question, I shrug my shoulders slightly, taking a sip of blood from the glass cup in my hand.

"Nothing special though. My memories of her are quite vague, but her face still remains the same. I have to admit; she is hot," I answer truthfully, taking a sip again.

"Are you crazy, Jake?! For fuck sake- she's your grandma! How will you use the fucking word 'hot' to describe her?" Zamira fires at me, veins appearing on her neck.

Sigh... Here we go again.

"For fuck sake, you asked me what I think about her and I answered truthfully. Do you want me to lie to you?" I ask, tilting my head slightly, taunting Zamira while enjoying the blood sips. For some reason, the taste of the blood I am taking right now hits differently.

"SKEEESSHH!" Zamira hisses in anger. "You are driving me nuts, Jake,' Zamira tells me, putting her hand on her face while shaking her head wearily.

"Well... You are driving yourself nuts because I don't know what I did wrong. I only voiced my opinion. Do you think I give a fuck about a narcissistic grandma that left without a fucking good reason? If she left because one of her children died, then what about the other children?" I ask Zamira.

Hearing my words, Zamira turns her face on the floor as if in deep thoughts.

"That makes sense. I have always thought about it. She cut off ties with us and left for no good reason, claiming she left because Sid died. That sounds sketchy. She doesn't even allow us to know where she stays. Then that means..." Zamira mutters, her eyes widening in shock as she looks at me.

"Yeah, it's what you think. She's hiding something," I drop the bomb, letting out a small puff sound from my mouth.

"But why...?" Zamira asks, still confused.

"I-I always thought you were simply too powerful that's why you are always carefree. But to think that you harbor these thoughts knowing fully well that they are going to come for you," Zamira utters, clenching her fists.

"They hire god slayers to kill other gods slayers. And those god slayers they hired would be killed by them or by another group of god slayers they hired again. But you know what sets me apart from others and makes me look down on them like they are nothing?"

"No. I have no idea"

"It's because I am proud. I believe I am the very embodiment of nature, born by the wrath of the universe after a great universal war took place where countless lives were lost. I was created as the bane of every single being in the universe, but well, the gods as usual changed the whole story," I reveal, shrugging my shoulders.

"Tomorrow, I will head to Skull Valley. I have some business to take care of over there. It seems I still have the map you have me," I tell Zamira. She nods her head in agreement even though looking troubled.

"Let's go one more round, please," Zamira pleads, pulling me closer.

"You seem desperate for my dick. Perhaps, you are getting addicted to it, fufu."

"Fuck you!"

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