Chapter 137: LET ME PLEASE HELP YOU, Max!!
Jace and Tyler glanced at one another and could clearly see the horror of the thing they were about to do. They knew they would be beaten like dogs by Max after this, but if they didn’t, then they would be crushed into minced meat by Vritra.
So, in the end, the choice was pretty obvious.
Tyler held a glass full of some fruit juice in his hand that they had just filled, while Jace was holding the juice bottle that was half full. After nodding at one another, they approached Max with friendly smiles on their faces.
"Max, we brought some juice for you. We thought you must be tired," Tyler said as he hurried forward, his fat bouncing, then he respectfully presented the glass to Max.
"..." Max glanced back at the two. He was in a very bad mood. He couldn’t remove that scene from earlier out of his mind. He was really feeling that something was very wrong, as if his mind was in some kind of illusion that he just couldn’t escape from.
"Thanks." Max took the glass and began drinking the juice. He looked at the two and wondered why both of them were wearing gloves.
"You already killed three demons. You really have grown so strong... it’s hard to believe," Jace said in a flattering tone as he stood ready to refill the glass.
"Yeah, I’m sure very soon you could easily surpass that simp Jack and even Vritra. Hehe, please just keep us around even after you’ve grown strong," Tyler said while rubbing his palms together like a fat merchant.
"..." Max frowned upon hearing Vritra’s name, and the tattoos on his face suddenly brought him a burning pain that was not physical. He gulped the juice and gave the glass back to Tyler.
"Huh? That’s not enough. You should have some more," Tyler said as he pushed the glass forward, and Jace began to refill it.
"No, that’s enough. You two should start hunting demons too—" Max shook his head and pushed the glass away, but suddenly Tyler’s balance broke as he stumbled and threw all the juice on Max’s body.