Curse the Mainframe! 369 This Fool... Is Cute

Dallas swaggered out, feeling good about himself. His hands rove around the scantily clothed bodies of the two girls that had attached themselves to him in a lascivious manner.

Since Dallas hadn't coerced them in any way, he was perfectly at peace with his decision. After all, they had indeed sent themselves to him.

Elias got a better look at Dallas as he swaggered out.

The 'bigshot' of this house actually wasn't all that old. He was at most in his mid-thirties, and while his looks had faded a bit, it was not to the extent that one could call him ugly. Not at all like Elias previously imagined.

The man's face was a little sallow, and he had dark eye circles that spoke of his excessive indulgence, but he looked nothing like a person who was going around 'inviting' people to stay in his house.

The two girls that were all but moulding their body to Dallas had pink hair and orange hair respectively.

They looked like they were sisters. They seemed to be either young adults or in their early twenties. With fresh and beautiful faces, their every action carried a charm that was hard for the average man to resist. Their eyes were watery and misty, making one feel like bullying them.

There was a slight slouch when he walked, and when he exited the room, Dallas raised a brow as he staggered a little, causing the two women to giggle as they stumbled with him. "Where are the other two?" he asked with confusion.

Weren't there usually four bodyguards around? Or was he just that drunk that the four of them looked like two?

Confused, he shrugged it off, slinging his arms around the two shorter women, who let out another set of giggles as they hugged his body.

Dallas laughed loudly striding off with them hand in hand.

However, before he could do anything, Elias hit his neck from behind, causing him to instantly black out. He slumped to the ground, out cold.

He was going to ask the girls to step aside, but surprisingly, the two of them attacked him.

His eyes flashed.

These two actually weren't civilians! And they had managed to conceal their magic so well that he couldn't tell! He didn't feel the usual killing intent from them either.

The girl on the right, who had pink hair, pounced towards Dominique, who met her blow for blow. Dominique just glanced coolly at her, easily dodging her attempts. It made her eyes flash dangerously as she felt his disdain for her.

The woman with orange hair who had been clinging onto the left side of Dallas dashed towards Elias.

Elias pulled out a sword this time, deflecting her dagger.

She jumped back, throwing another set of daggers towards Elias.

Elias was briefly surprised at how she managed to fit so many daggers in that skimpy outfit. He very seriously deflected every dagger, as well as the ones hidden behind it.

Though he was a Defensive type, that didn't mean that he could be lax in any fight. There were always wonderous things out there that were beyond his imagination.

The woman clicked her tongue, opening her mouth wide and spitting out what seemed to be white silk. The white silk quickly turned transparent in the light.

She launched herself towards the ceiling and landed on what seemed like thin air but was actually the now-transparent silk that was thin enough to look invisible.

She could tell that she wasn't going to get anywhere soon with this one. He was strong enough and meticulous enough that her usual tricks wouldn't work well.

She was badly matched here against a close-combat specialist.

Running across the wire, she tried to provide support for the other girl who was facing off against Dominique. If they took down one first, they could team up to take down the other one.

She occasionally spat some silk at Dominique, but the Sin dodged it without losing any sweat.

Even at this point of time, Dominique still looked so casual, like he was playing around.

Elias threw a dagger at the orange-haired woman, who made a strange movement as she dodged it, swinging herself onto another part of the wire.

Elias' eyes darted around as he stared at the different parts where the wire intersected in the air, before his eyes constricted.

He dodged the poisoned needle that she threw at him, the thin needle barely missing him.

The orange-haired woman started attacking Dominque, and Elias felt a stab of anger towards her.

She jumped from place to place on the various interconnected wires up top, looking like she was floating in the sky like a graceful fairy.

Dominique just easily deflected everything she threw at him while nonchalantly facing off against the pink-haired woman who was also attacking him. He moved with such easy grace and made it look so easy that it seemed like child's play for him, but Elias still didn't like it.

Swinging up, Elias struck the thin wire, but it held steady. The wire didn't even shake.

Narrowing his eyes, he used his Magitype in a different way for the first time. Swinging his sword again, the wire instantly shattered, causing the orange-haired woman who had started taking shots at Dominique to plummet to the ground before she could catch herself.

Her wires had never broken before, catching her off guard.

The pink-haired woman let out a shout of alarm, glaring at Elias.

Dominique raised a brow, suddenly feeling annoyed. How dare this woman glare at his man?

Glaring at her, a fraction of his strength slipped out, and he swung a little harder. However, just that small slip was enough to easily overpower her, causing her to fly back into the wall, knocked unconscious.

At this moment, the orange-haired woman snarled as she quickly recovered from the sudden fall, launching herself forwards at Dominique in a bid to take him down together with her.

However, what she didn't count on was Elias standing in front of Dominique and taking the dagger to his chest.

In a moment of irrationality, Dominque panicked, flinging his hand out at the orange-haired woman. She instantly flew back like how her sister had, this time colliding into the opposing wall.

Dominique was alarmed as his hands hovered over the dagger that was stabbed deeply into the Cher. The only thing he could see was the handle of the dagger.

He didn't know whether or not he should take it out or not. Dominique wasn't in the habit of carrying around those medicines that could allow one to quickly recover because he'd never been hurt that much before to need something like that.

And his subordinates and Alec had never needed them either, leaving him at a loss.

Sins could recover most of their wounds with amazing vitality as long as they threw themselves into battle and continued to kill.

They were born for the battlefield for a reason, and their Societypes made them gods in the warzone.

However, Elias was a Cher!

For the first time in his life, Dominique was panicking as he looked at Elias, who had taken the stab for him.

He could have easily deflected it.

"Elias!" Dominique hissed; his eyes were not calm no matter what his expression said.

"Dominique?" Elias said with a blank look in his eyes.

To Dominique, Elias looked like he was dazed from the pain and in shock.

Dominique's hands hovered over the dagger. "Why did you do that?! I could have easily taken that!"

Elias only looked more confused. "I know, but-"

Dominique started to look both pissed and worried, creating a strange combination on his face.

Elias opened his mouth to speak again, but Dominique interrupted him, picking him up in a panic.

"Wait, listen to me-"

"Save your strength, idiot!"

Elias felt a wave of warmth and soft affection for this fool in front of him who didn't even realize –

The Cher trapped Dominique's face within both of his palms. "I'm not hurt."

Dominique: "???"

Chapter end

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