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“That’s it. I’m going to kick your ass!” one of the Three Battle Gods erupted in anger and dashed towards Miko, who stood there calmly while raising his finger towards the youth.
“That’s enough!” an angered cry of protest erupted out as a figure appeared between Miko and the youths.
The rushing Battle God quickly slid to a stop as Ishea had appeared between him and Miko. Ishea was the second most talented and also beautiful Faerie from the Sanguine Soul Palace, and so her beauty alone was enough to stop the angered youth.
Miko calmly gazed at Ishea for a moment before shrugging his shoulders casually.
“I was just joking,” he replied as she glared at him. “I wasn’t actually going to kill them. I was just going to toy with them for a bit.”
“This is not the time or place to be joking around,” she chastised him before turning towards the Three Battle Gods.
“Toy with us? You look as if a light breeze would shatter your bones,” one of the Battle Gods replied with a heated voice..
Before Miko could reply, Ishea spoke up once more.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“We entered this realm to help the Honorable Alliance, the same as you,” she started to explain before a strange expression appeared on her face. “You were there as well when we all entered together…how do you not remember that?” she asked.
“Wait…we’re here to help the Honorable Alliance?” one of the Three Battle Gods asked, confused at her words.
“Uhhhh…yes?” Ishea replied, equally confused, “That was explained to all of us. That there was an unknown danger within, and that we were being sent in as reinforcements. Were you not given the reason for entering this realm?”
“No,” the same youth replied while shaking his head, “we were just told by our sect that if we entered this realm, we would have opportunities to fight strong opponents! That’s why we entered…and look, there are strong opponents. Clearly our sect was right!”
Strange expressions appeared on the Faerie’s faces, almost as if they were unable to believe how simple-minded these three youths were.
“One of the Honorable Alliance Elders explained what was going on at the entrance of the realm, and you were there as well. Do you not remember that?” Ishea asked.
“The Honorable Alliance Elder? Oh, you mean that old fart that wouldn’t stop talking before we entered the realm?” the third Battle God chimed up for the first time, “I just ignored him. His speech was too boring to pay attention to, so I tuned him out and started eating a sandwich!” he explained.
“I did the same.”
“Me too.”
The two other Battle Gods nodded their heads in agreement, while smug smiles lingered on their burly faces, as if that was something to be prideful of.
“Like I said before, they are complete morons,” Miko muttered, his words causing the Three Battle Gods to glance at him coldly, almost as if about to erupt once more. Clearly they were easy to anger, and quick to battle.
Ishea quickly spoke up once again to get their attention away from Miko, before they could erupt with rage.
“Let’s start with introductions then, as getting along will help all of us get through this realm safely. There are many strong opponents within this realm, and working together should help all of us survive,” she said before gesturing to the other Faeries. “I’m Ishea, and these are my fellow sisters of the Seraphic Soul Palace.”
“Sisters? You’re all related?” one of the Battle Gods exclaimed, his voice tinged with shock.
“Uhhh…no. We’re not related, but we call each other sisters regardless,” Ishea explained.
“Oh, that makes sense,” the youth replied.
“And this human with us is Miko, who is training with our Seraphic Soul Palace at the moment,” she said, introducing Miko. Miko’s mouth opened to say something, but Ishea quickly spoke up to interrupt.
“What are your names? We can’t just call you the Three Battle Gods,” she asked, as they needed a way to differentiate between the three when speaking to them.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Oh, my name is Bob,” one of the Battle Gods replied. Odd looks appeared on the faces of Faeries upon hearing the name, as it was quite a simple and unexpected name for someone called a Battle God, while Miko placed his hand on his mouth to stifle his laughter, his shoulders trembling slightly from the contained laughter.
“And you two?” Ishea asked the other two Battle Gods.
“Oh, my name is Bob as well,” one of the youths replied with a proud head nod, as if the name was something to be impressed by.
“Me too,” the last Battle God replied, his words causing the strange expressions on the Faeries faces to become even more strange.
“Pffft, hahahaha,” Miko burst out laughing, unable to contain his laughter anymore.
“Bob, Bob, and Bob. Who the hell named you three?” he asked while tears of laughter started to form in his eyes.
“The Sect Leader of the Supreme Battle Sect, our Father,” one of them replied. Ishea and the others gazed at the three youths before them, which truly did look quite similar in appearance. They were the same height, same size, and had very similar faces. Clearly they were triplets, just not identical triplets.
“The Supreme Battle Sect Leader…your father…named you all Bob? What? Is he named Bob as well?” Miko burst out laughing again.
“Yes, our father is named Bob,” one of the Bobs confirmed, his voice and face once again prideful as if that was something to be proud about.
“Hahahahaha,” Miko fell to the ground and started rolling while laughing, finally losing the last bit of self-restraint he had.
“Just ignore him,” Ishea said to the three as she noticed them start to become agitated again. Miko eventually reigned in his laughter and returned to his feet, his eyes red from the tears of laughter.
“Bob, Bob, and Bob. I suppose we should start calling you the Three Battle Bobs!”