Chapter 180: Marching toward Disasters
"You guys are strong!"
Hex sat on the floor when one of the female Knights of the fourth unit approached him. She looked to be in her mid-twenties. She took a seat beside Hex, bending a little more than perhaps needed.
Like many, she had loosened her armor to cool off. When she lowered herself, Hex got a peak in her blouse. The fair twins put a smile on his face.
"Hmpf."
Esmeralda’s snort didn’t escape him but he ignored her. He doubted whether she knew how much mental rest a person got from seeing those things.
"My name is Paula. It took seven of us to defeat one Disaster but you guys did it with just you two. Perhaps we can group up once this mission is completed."
She spoke with a beautiful smile that gave Hex a fuzzy feeling inside. As a young man approaching his twenties, he wasn’t oblivious to the female charm. Hell, there were plenty of times he considered using the additional services Embrace offered. The only thing holding him back so far was his distrust of people.
He chatted amiably with Paula but didn’t give in to her charms. He was aware of his trust issues but he believed having these issues was better than being stabbed in the back or made use of.
Their fight with the five Disasters ended shortly after he killed the one he was up against. The fourth unit killed one and managed to contain one. Only Gronke managed to kill the three. It was hard to imagine the big-bellied and bushy-bearded guy as an unstoppable force in battle. The way he tore the Disasters from limb to limb mortified many survivors. Hex reasoned it was the main reason he received more attention than the Refined Knight.
It was a rare moment of enjoyment. It wasn’t noon yet. With their objective achieved the group decided to recover enough before continuing their path to the green flag at the center. Paula seemed worried about the number of remaining Disasters.
"The Commander spoke about a hundred Disasters. Either the other side has killed fifty or we are in for a treat."