NovelEnglishChapter 454: Following Marissa's directions, Marc and Terry found themselves standing before the grand gates of Wave Mansion.
This was Marissa's private mansion in Blebert, nestled in the tranquil and secluded western suburbs.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAdmiring the opulent and imposing gates, Terry turned to Marc. "This place looks like it's worth over a billion dollars, doesn't it?" "Definitely," Marc nodded. "It's not something an average person could afford, even after working for decades." Terry mused aloud, "Ordinary people wouldn't even get a glimpse of a place like this, yet here we are, meeting the chief instructor. Do you think she owns this mansion?" "Quite likely," Marc replied. "King is known for splurging on wine and fancy clothes, draining his funds every year. No way he could afford a place this pricey for the chief instructor. It has to be her own." Terry clicked his tongue. "Is the chief instructor really that loaded now? If she's rolling in cash, why don't we hit her up for a loan? We can't survive on bread and pickles forever." gvlnovsfuels your imagination "What are you thinking?" Marc gave Terry a light slap on the head. "It'd be less humiliating to borrow from Mr. Daniels. At least with him, it feels like a salary advance. Asking the chief instructor for money would be downright begging." "Yeah, you're right," Terry agreed, looking a bit crestfallen.
At that moment, Marissa's voice pierced through the air. "So, letget this straight—you'd rather beg anyone but me? What's your problem with me?" Hearing their chief instructor's voice, both Marc and Terry froze in their tracks, a shiver running down their spines. They quickly scanned the area to look for her, but she was nowhere to be seen. Eventually, they realized the voice was coming from a monitor screen at the gate.
The screen displayed Black Mallow's figure. Clearly, the chief instructor had overheard their entire conversation. Seeing the revered figure they hadn't seen in ages made Marc and Terry feel a mix of excitement and embarrassment. After a brief moment, they approached the monitor and greeted, "Chief Instructor." Marissa acknowledged them with a nod. She then instructed, "The gates are unlocked. Con in. I'll be waiting in the living room." The monitor screen blinked off, and the gates let out a soft creak.
Marc and Terry wasted no tpushing the gates open and stepping inside. The mansion was a realm of its own, exuding an opulence beyond the wildest dreams of ordinary people.
Marc and Terry couldn't help but marvel as they walked down the marble-paved road leading to the villa. The sheer size and opulence were astonishing, and it took them quite stto finally reach the villa.
Due to the chief instructor's command, they headed directly into the villa. Upon entering the living room, they were greeted by the sight of the chief instructor, clad in black with a black veil obscuring her face. She lounged casually on the sofa, playing with two small cherries.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSeeing their revered figure up close, Marc and Terry could hardly contain their excitement. They almost sprinted forward to greet her.
"Chief Instructor!" But before they could get near, Marissa flicked the cherries towards them with a wave of her hand. Before they had a chance to react, they slipped and fell to the floor, wincing in pain.
Despite their pain, they dared not show any disrespect to Marissa. They quickly struggled to their feet, limping awkwardly to stand before her. Heads bowed, they were so embarrassed they wished they could disappear into thin air.
They hailed from the Doomsday Base, where sparring matches were a routine affair whenever the trainees crossed paths. The chief instructor had merely intended a casual test, but they hadn't anticipated being so thoroughly humiliated.
The chief instructor's movements were slow and deliberate, giving them. a clear view of her actions. Yet, they were too weak to dodge the cherries, weak to d leaving them no choice but to endure the humiliation of falling right before her eyes. With a tilt of her head, Marissa scrutinized their faces and asked slowly, "Tell me, how did you two becso weak?"
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