CEO In A Fantasy World Chapter 232: Chapter 232: Departure

Caesar was not a man who enjoyed wasting time, nor money; he would prefer relaxing in the back of the carriage instead of driving it. The main reason he even purchased those silly adventurers was not only to prove a point but also because he wasn't willing to do any strenuous activities during the journey. But now, his hands were tied behind his back as the strange duo decided to take the money and leave without a single word.

He hadn't thought much of it previously, but the la.s.s was a bit mysterious. Albeit, she wasn't enough to catch his undivided attention. Instead, he had ignored her and conversed with Joe throughout the entire trip, leaving poor Richard to attend to the horses alone. It wasn't because he was uninterested, but more so due to the fact that he didn't want Joe to get any stupid ideas. Who knew how many problems the goofy dwarf would cause with his flapping lips, creating misunderstanding after misunderstanding with Ahri.

Thinking to here, Caesar smiled wryly, soon arriving at the bustling tavern. He decided to pick up Joe and leave Limbo kingdom as quickly as possible. As for the two missing adventurers, he couldn't care less. The amount of money he spent on them was insignificant, and it wasn't worth his time to look for them.

He tore his mask and robe off of his body and leaped down from the nearby building, landing a few feet away from the tavern doors. His form-fitted suit was still immaculate, just as it was when he had left, and his white hair still glistened within the night. Not many pedestrians were present to admire this beautiful scenery, so Caesar didn't dally for very long.

He pushed open the relatively thick doors and made his way up the creaking stairs, brushing the gazes from below off with a shrug. The many drunkards stood there in a daze as he entered, only returning to their booze once he ascended the fleet of steps. To them, they figured Caesar was a high-cla.s.s n.o.ble, so it was only natural that they acted with their best behavior when he was around.

Caesar was also aware of their thought process but didn't pay it any mind. In fact, it let him get away with minimal conversation, two birds with one stone. As more time pa.s.sed, he felt less inclined to talk with average humans. Perhaps, that was due to his vampiric bloodline, or he was just an inherently cold person.

Either way, Caesar soon made it to his room, opening the door with a light push. Joe was sitting at the edge of his bed, a goblet of ale in hand. His face was extremely downcast as he played with a few golden coins, uninterested in Caesar's return. He was still adorned in the suit that he wore to the wedding, and a few stains were present on the collars.

Caesar glanced at Joe's strange figure whilst walking toward the closet, placing his clothes and other belongings into his storage ring. "We'll be leaving the kingdom, tonight," Caesar spoke whilst turning around, furrowing his brows, "what troubles you?" he asked.

Joe sat his cup of ale on the nightstand and grumbled menacingly, clapping his hands and placing his feet into his boots. "That dwarven girl… I forgot to even get her name," he said regretfully, a deep sigh escaping from his lips.

Caesar rolled his eyes and patted Joe on the shoulder, "she's a royal dwarf that attended the wedding, it won't be difficult to find her," he paused, "besides, I'm acquainted with the king, I'll figure out her ident.i.ty for you."

Joe's downcast expression was replaced by one of grat.i.tude as his eyes gleamed brightly. He tightly held on to Caesar's hands, "are you sure? I mean, there were hundreds of people at that ball… how do you know that they can locate the real one?"

Caesar sighed and straightened his back, "Joe, how many dwarven gals attended that meeting?" he asked with a curious tone, not masking his sarcasm in the slightest. Often times, love made one blind, so it was only natural that Joe was rather foolish at the moment.

Joe didn't respond straight away; he peered down at his chunky hands and started to count on his short fingers. He pulled up one finger and then squinted his eyes, trying his hardest to recollect memories from the wedding. He lingered there with a strange expression on his face for a total of five minutes, before finally, slumping his shoulders in embarra.s.sment. "One…" he muttered.

Caesar, who was losing more and more faith in his friend, couldn't help but clap to congratulate the dimwitted dwarf. He patted him on the shoulder and threw a few days worth of rations at him—it was food that didn't fit in the limited s.p.a.ce of his storage ring. He could only carry so much, and he had hit that limit with his absurd amount of clothes and tools.

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Joe heaved the sack of rations over his right shoulder and tidied up with reinvigorated determination. He had never doubted Caesar before, so he whistled a happy tune as they left the room and descended the wooden stairs. A silly smile hung on his face as he imagined his next meeting the love of his life, causing another misunderstanding to arise from the innkeeper.

She smiled "knowingly" while bidding the two "lovers" farewell. Of course, Caesar had tipped her appropriately, so she was quite satisfied with two patrons. On the other hand, the other residents couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief; they could finally be rowdy at night without worry about waking the n.o.ble.

Caesar made sure that the horses were hydrated and well-fed before untying them from the stake. He then helped the small and st.u.r.dy dwarf onto the carriage and set out in the dead of night. Even Joe had long forgotten about the two partners they traveled with on their way to Limbo kingdom.

Some people were easily forgettable, like Ronny. Other than the initial importance that he had placed on the gal, Caesar had already forgotten her. Their carriage moved through the desolate roads and approached the outer gates.