CEO In A Fantasy World Chapter 206: Chapter 206: Breath Of Fresh Air

After Caesar escaped into the halls, he immediately headed for the place gates. He was not too keen on staying with Ahri who was surely going enact her revenge on him for his earlier teasing. Thus, his pace quickened as he heard the door open from behind him.

Due to the fact that he was leaving Rahvin kingdom and was now was responsible for raising a child, his stress had naturally built up. Even in his past life, he didn't have any children, nor did he take care of any either.

Naturally, he couldn't talk about his issues with Ahri, as she dealt with her own difficulties as well. She was still mourning over her grandfather's loss, not to mention the fact that she was h.e.l.l-bent on teaching Elizabeth herself.

As he thought to here, he exited the palace gates and headed for the slums in an inconspicuous manner. He adorned a black, long-sleeved shirt with a loose collar and rolled up sleeves, a pair of black trousers, and a bland set of boots.

However, even though he was wearing a casual outfit, his strikingly handsome appearance coupled with his distinct white hair garnered the attention of many. His frequent visits to the city were no secret and many pedestrians even waiting by the food stands so that they could catch just a single glimpse of him.

Alas, even though he was practically a celebrity, he didn't cater to the ma.s.ses in the slightest. In fact, he didn't converse, nor pay much attention to them at all. Fortunately, he held an esteemed position in the citizens' eyes, so his lack of communication was looked over.

With this in mind, he soon arrived at the fox-kins' temporary place of residence. Their tents were scattered across the land, and the children seemed to be thriving. Many of the women were either cooking, cleaning, or taking care of their kids. As for the other races, they were adorned in thick cloaks while playing board games.

Joe was especially discerning amongst the crowd; he was currently drinking a few pints of ale while playing a simple game of checkers. His face carried a hint of red as the aroma of alcohol a.s.saulted those nearby. Many of the parents had even told their children to steer far away from the drunkard.

Caesar couldn't help but chuckle to himself as he approached Joe, pulling out a chair and sitting beside him. A pint of his own subtly appeared in his slender hands as he took a few gulps, admiring the taste of the alcohol.

Joe was too drunk to even notice Caesar's presence and continued his game of checkers with another drunk fox-kin man. The fox-kin who did notice Caesar's unexpected appearance greeted him respectfully and carried on with their daily tasks.

Caesar returned their greetings with a slight nod of his head and grabbed Joe's shoulder, "Joe, you need to start becoming more aware of your surroundings," he whispered into his ear, to which Joe responded with a chuckle.

"Selective awareness my friend, a skill that I had picked up in the past!" he replied while bellowing out in laughter. His beard swayed left and right as he clutched his stomach with his thick arms.

Caesar rolled his eyes and continued, "I'll be going on a trip soon," he said, "the destination is full of busty beauties, rich alcohol, and entertainment… I want you to come with me."

Joe hesitated for a moment, "the last time I had accompanied you, a huge war broke out, and I was forced to murder a few dozen people. I'm not sure I trust you very much, knowing you, I'll be forced to fight another war!" he spat out vehemently, his breath reeking of alcohol.

"I can promise you that no war will be fought. However, I am not certain it will be a safe journey, as we can never be too sure," Caesar replied with a calm smile. He knew that Joe would be reluctant to stay with him, alas, he honestly had no intention of fighting in Limbo kingdom.

Joe stared at Caesar suspiciously, "okay, okay, I'll go with you, but you must promise me that I will not be forced to kill anyone." Joe paused, "and, I want an allowance of 200 cold coins so that I can buy some ale."

"Done, and done" Caesar replied, "We'll be leaving in three days, gather your supplies and prepare yourself for the journey."

As he spoke to here, a single platinum coin landed in Joe's hands, "don't splurge it all in one place… I'll pick you up in three days," Caesar said with a wink and exited the circle of fox-kin, a small bottle of ale in his hands.

Before he was stopped by another fox-kin, he jumped on top of a nearby roof and sat down. He stretched his limbs and sighed deeply as the horizon faintly illuminated his figure. His expression was placid as he sipped the tasty ale in his hands.

An infirm breeze coursed through the surroundings, fluttering his hair as he swigged down the gla.s.s. His eyes were squinted, and his lips were partially open as he enjoyed the refreshing weather.

His face slowly turned rosy as a small smile formed on his lips, "I suppose it's time to return…" he whispered wistfully as he rose up from the ground. He dusted off his b.u.t.tocks and once again stretched his body.

The aroma of alcohol wafted through the air as he returned to the palace, his figure wobbling ever so slightly. He was unfortunately not aware of the sheer potency of the alcohol that Joe had given him. Thus, he was caught off guard.

His figure which was clearly under the influence slowly transversed the kingdom and finally made it to the palace gates, where he then enter into his room with some difficulty. His vision was going slightly blurry. However, he was still capable of sensing his surroundings.

He turned the doork.n.o.b and entered his room, falling asleep on the bed straightforwardly. Not a single word was uttered from his mouth, and Ahri could only stare at him strangely. It wasn't every day that Caesar was a bit unguarded.

A mischievous smirk suddenly appeared on Ahri's face.