Mary fulfilled her duties as one of the representatives of her guild. She spent time with her guild members and even found time to exchange words with Last Coin and The First Witch.
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These two were like a cringe teenage couple.
At first, it was impossible to separate them as both indulged in conversations about alchemy and witchcraft. The latter soon turned Last Coin and The First Witch into nervous kettles after the beautiful part of this duo had mentioned a wizard concept.
It hailed from South American server and witchcraft.
A skilled witch could cooperate with a male wizard to create new alchemy wonders. The better the male mage, the better the effects.
Because Last Coin was an alchemist and a strong mage, he demonstrated his talent and months of experience by easily escaping The First Witch’s cauldron.
No one could match The First Witch’s aspirations and demands back in her home and guild.
Yet, she was confident that Last Coin would clear all prerequisites and become her wizard! She even took a liking to him as he was as interested in witchcraft as he was in alchemy.
And because The First Witch was adorable, Justin had no defenses to repel her charm. He swallowed the bait without even knowing it.
"How about you go back to the hotel and build some confidence? Take a bath together and then shake the bed!" Mary said.
Last Coin and The Witch raised their hands to cover Mary’s face. Those blunt comments and ideas were too much for them, making their image of a cringe teenage couple solidify in the hearts of others around them.
Mary was also Last Coin’s future leader. Justin couldn’t talk back to her!
Of course, that was just an excuse. He found it impossible to retort an extrovert bomb!
"Why so shy? This concept of a wizard and witch already sounds like a matching plot," Mary said after sitting at the table and picking up a fruit.
The First Witch replied in beginner English. "That’s how the witches found their partners in the past. This tradition persisted up to the players’ era."
"You have any matching skills for a mage and a tank? I could use them!" Mary said as she chewed on the succulent fruit. "I’ll make them my own versions, though."
"I’m not aware of any skills like that," The First Witch replied.
"Ehhhh! That’s such a mood killer!" Mary complained. Her phone rang. "Oh, speaking of the devil! My love is calling me. What’s up, darling?
Despite the pain, he strained to stand up.
He howled. "YOU TWAT!"
The other presence bolted into him, then. Robert tackled Triple M back to the ground, locking him. He caught his arms and effortlessly pinned him down to the stairs.
Mary harrumphed. "What’s up with this stare? I remind you of someone? Ye, I’m Jake’s older sister. Mary November! Remember this nickname, you dog." She stomped on Triple M and looked down at him.
"Jake’s stupid, and he snatches my snacks from time to time. He might ignore me because of his stupid obsession and low level, but he’s my brother. I love him so much that I’m ready to kill anyone wanting to hurt him. He’s finally opened his mind and will soon bone that titty chick! You think I will allow anyone to stop that?!"
Robert looked over his shoulder, "Mary! Watch your language! And you wanted to mess with their date!"
"I was joking!" Mary replied to her boyfriend.
Triple M didn’t know what was going on. He couldn’t move, and a woman shamed him. He would never expect things to end this way, but it happened.
He was so done...
"Steroid dude," Mary said. "Imagine what is happening on the roof! My brother might be now pushing her against the wall and sucking on her lips. Imagine that!"
Blood went to Triple M’s head.
He thrashed against Robert’s grip.
"Haha! He really likes that chick!" Mary sneered. "Weren’t you on the same team for a while? Haha!"
"LET ME GO! SHE’S MINE! MEREDITH IS MINE!" Triple M howled.
The doors suddenly opened.
Jake and Meredith stood in, looking down.
Only Triple M was there, lying on the stairs. He realized that the two tormentors were gone. They must have noticed that Jake and Meredith were about to open the doors.
He turned around and scrambled on the stairs.
He ran toward Jake like a bull.