Chapter 599 Talking With Giovanni

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~~~(POV: Cera Adamo)~~~

~~~(Location: Safari, Temporary Camp, The Continent Of Alforza)~~~

~~~(Time: 7:45 AM)~~~

I raise my hips and pull away from Sally. Taking my member out of her in the process. Her chest is going up and down as she sucks in air. We both needed that. I turn my head to the entrance of our tent, and I know there are some people that heard us.

No point in dwelling. I'm the one that told her I don't care who hears her. It probably wasn't the best thing to say. But I was in the moment. I don't regret it, mainly because it was hot.

I love it when Sally is like that with me. I know she loves it when I'm this way with her. Before I can open my Inventory and start equipping anything. Sally leans up and wraps her arms around me. Holding me from behind and kissing the side of my head.

"That was awesome."

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A chuckle leaves my mouth at her simple yet effective description. There aren't many times when we have sex. It's not like we do it every day. We only have it when we're both in the mood and have energy. We suffer from the same habit of being mentally exhausted.

"You can say that again. I'd say we should go for a few more rounds, but I want to get out of this tent. I'm pretty hungry, and the Des'merta food is always good. It's one of the things they don't put Spice in."

She lets out a groan at the prospect of having Spice. As I've said before, we're not fond of it. Not after what happened. But it's a way of life for the Des'merta.

"I mean... We can always keep going..."

Her hands run down my chest and abs from behind. The sensation is more than enticing. But we'll have more time to indulge in each other on this trip.

"As much as I'd like that, we'll be pushing it. People are starting to get up. I promise we can resume later tonight when everyone is asleep."

That's the best I can do. A small and accepting sigh comes from Sally, and she pulls away. I focus on my Inventory and equip all my gear. I make my way out of the tent, and Sally is right behind me. We head toward the area everyone is starting to gather for breakfast.

Giovanni is holding his head as he sits close to the morning fire. He's probably hungover like he's never been before. Another reason not to do Spice.

"He's not looking so good..."

The whisper comes from the side where Sally is walking beside me.

"I want to go check on him."

I'm not usually the type to care about anyone other than people I know well. However, Giovanni might've been what Sally and I went through. I can't be sure, but I'd want him to know that he's not alone in the aspect.

We make our way over, and the shadows we cast on him cause a sigh of relief. He's not a fan of the sun. Being a Player, there are some things he'll struggle with. He's not as strong and resilient as Sally and me.

"What the fuck happened last night..."

His accent comes through with a little bit of an issue, thanks to his headache. I bet his head is pounding with a thunder he's never heard before. And all this noise probably isn't helping.

Everyone is getting up and making their way here. The Des'merta work in a community, and that means they eat, travel, sleep, and do everything else together.

"I take it the Spice is taking its toll on you. That's why Sally and I didn't partake. I would say I told you so, but I feel like you've got enough on your plate."

He makes a mocking face and smiles, and a split second after that, he grabs his head and lets out a long groan.

"He didn't take to the Spice as Des'merta. He didn't pass the first trial."

The familiar voice of Xilo makes herself known as she approaches us from behind.

"I would've performed the ceremony of turning him into Des'merta as I did with the both of you. But he proved too weak for the Spice."

She crouches next to the man and makes him look her in the eyes.

"It'll be a while before you feel better. You need to rest for the day. If not, your symptoms could worsen."

Sally and I try to blow past the whole ceremony thing. We know what she was going to do with Giovanni if he proved himself worthy. Luckily for him, he failed. But I guess it's perspective. He probably would've enjoyed a night with Xilo.

Giovanni isn't the slightest bit amused that we're even talking to him. I don't think he really gives a shit about what's going on.

"Look, if you don't have anything..."

He grips his head in pain and closes one eye as he winces. The pain is stopping the man from talking. The customs of the Des'merta say he's not worthy of being one of them. Since he's handling the Spice like this. Or the hangover.

"If you don't have anything to help, then leave me alone."

This time he's able to finish his sentence, and I can't help but chuckle a little. It's funny if you take away the customs and cultures of the Des'merta.

"The only thing that helps Spice Sickness is more Spice. However, since you're not able to handle our Spice Wine, I doubt it would help you."

The news from Xilo doesn't make Giovanni any happier. The obsession and fascination of Spice by the Des'merta concerns me. It's like an entire race of people is addicted to a drug. That's what Spice is. It's a psychedelic and hallucinogen.

I don't know it's other effects, but it seems there could be more with long-term exposure. That's not something I'm interested in. The two Sally and I already experienced is enough to last a lifetime.

"Then leave me alone. I'm going to find a shady spot to crawl in and die."

He slowly stands up and stumbles away. I'm half tempted to help the guy. But right now, the growling of my stomach takes my attention.

Xilo looks at me with a cocked eyebrow and smiles.

"Don't worry. Breakfast will be served soon. I'll be getting Giovanni. He'll need food to keep up his strength."

She walks away and starts to catch up with Giovanni. Sally turns to me and looks down at my stomach. It growls in response. This is a first. And it's embarrassing.

"Wow. You must be starving."

I really am.

We make our way to the place their cooking food. It's an assortment of meats and grains. Xilo said it's become much easier to travel across the desert and safari since they have Inventories now. A Player Inventory preserves the food within permanently.

And since all Des'merta is Players, it means their able to carry more food for longer periods of time. I couldn't imagine how hard it was before they were turned into Players.

I can't help thinking that Angelus and the Des'merta have a relationship somehow. It's the only way she'd make a special exception for an entire people. That, or she was ordered to do this by The Almighty Father.

Either way, it's something I want to look into.

We take a seat as we're handed some food and the smell is wonderful. I look toward one of the people that brought the food, and he sees I have a question.

"There is no Spice in here, right?"

I have to make sure. We were told they don't put it in their food, but I want to double-check.

"No, my friend. The morning breakfast is sacred for us. No Spice. Spice is reserved for occasions where it's for celebration or relaxation. Breakfast is for energy for the day."

I can appreciate that. The plate of food is something that makes my stomach growl again. I look over and see Sally looking at me with a mouth full of food already. She smiles.

It's cute.

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A/N: Below this line, I'll be keeping Cera's player information. That way, I won't have to place it into the story above anymore. It takes about 180 words up.

[Slayer (Zern) Lvl.237][Tier-4]

[Exp: 72/100%]

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[Title: The Son of Arch-Angel Michael (Hidden)]

[Stats] [Strength - 7095][Endurance - 7045][Dexterity - 7215][Speed - 8240][Focus - 19,660]

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[Mana aura control: 6/100%]

[Health: 76,560,000,000/76,560,000,000] [Mana: 216,600,000,000/216,600,000,000]

[Stat Points: 440] [Armor rating: 500]

[Inventory] [Dice of Wayland (Divine)] [The Witness (Legendary Sword)] [Fenrir's Whistle (Divine)] [Camping gear] [Fishing poles 2x] [Festival Garbs 2x] [4x EXP Boosts] [Princess Saliandra's Panties (Black Lace)] [Desert Warrior Nomad Set (Rare)]

[Passive Perks]

'ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ Novel(B) in.ᴄᴏᴍ ᴛᴏ ᴇxᴘᴇʀɪᴇɴᴄᴇ ꜰᴀsᴛᴇʀ ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ sᴘᴇᴇᴅ.',

[Inheritor of the Sword] [Son of Heaven] [Slayer of Evil] [Holy Willow Trees Savior] [Finder of Legends] [The Divine who has Legend] [Destined for Greatness] [Dungeon Diver] [An Overachiever]

[Active Skills]

[Heavens light Lvl.74 325/7400] [Protected by Heaven Lvl.74 225/7400] [Slash Lvl.92 4600/21000] [Parry Lvl.68 85/6800] [Double Strike N/A] [Kingslayer N/A] [Raging Machine N/A] [Winged Glory] [Angelic Flight] [Divine Pressure Exertion] [Divinity Pulse] [Controlled Fun] [Aspect of Transportation (Legendary)]