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Chapter One-Hundred and Fourteen: I refuse.

    Chapter One-Hundred and Fourteen: I refuse.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I don’t care what Natto said. Why would I agree to something as stupid as killing you before you’ve even done anything?” Drake scoffed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Drake! This is not the sameughing matter as what we have dealt with before! This is a Primordial Race that even the strongest races are afraid of. Their entire lineage has had to be kept in check since the dawning of before the fall of the first system!” Natto pleaded.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Don’t care,” Drake said, “Is he doing anything now? Is Bjorn a threat now?” Drake asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“He is a potential threat that could end your universe before you are ever able to go forward! Yes, he is a threat!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“That’ster, I mean right now, in this moment. Is my friend, the person who saved me. Is he a danger to me, my friends and family?” Drake asked again.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No… But! He certainly will be! His future race are known as world enders, they devour entire systems!” she shouted.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Then,” Drake smiled, looking back at Bjorn in the eyes, “I’ll just have to get strong enough to keep him in check. I’ve already had more than enough reason to reach the top, to stay strong and be stronger. This is just one more thing lighting a fire under my ass to keep going!” Drakeughed, his smile widening as he spread his arms, Natto nearly losing bnce and falling off, “Bjorn! I refuse!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Drake.. I don’t think you can even stop me now, how are you going to stop me when I’m some super monster who wants to eat and kill everything bro?” Bjorn asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Shaddup! I’ll figure it out! And who says I can’t fucking stop your big red-pubed ass! Are you going to make me go all out again to prove you wrong?” Drake sneered.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Bjorn’s eyes thinned.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“This is serious Drake. And no, this time is different. I have better control over my skills than before, and I’m leagues ahead of you in levels and stats. I have an Epic Ranked ss as well. There is no stopping me now, what hope do you haveter,” Bjorn said with his eyes serious.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Don’t think you’re the only one with a special ss. When west fought I hadn’t even had a chance to practice my skills. I won’t be so easy to beat this time around. I’m willing to bet my life on saving yours. Let me do it you stubborn asshole,” Drake spat.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I can’t let you risk your life for me man. It isn’t right… We’re friends but how do you think it would feel knowing I put that all on your shoulders? What if the worst happens? I wouldn’t be able to live with mysel-”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Don’t care! I’ll take it all. All the responsibility, all of the weight. I’m still learning, and muddling through bing a better person. But you started it Bjorn, you made me take the step forward after I thought I had no chance and was stuck wallowing in self-pity. You’re the second person to save my life with words alone. So shut the fuck up already,” Drake smiled, throwing his fist into Bjorn’s chest, “And let me save you for once.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Bjorn sighed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“And you call me the stubborn bastard? You’re like a child,” Bjorn conceded, a smile creasing his face.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I am what I ea- Wait no, I’m just a kid when it suits me. And not listening to things I don’t want to hear suits me just fine when ites to those important to me. You’re stuck with me now man. For life. This is our Naruto Sasuke moment,” Drake said giving a big grin.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I do not understand why you will not listen to me… I was quite literally made to help advise you of things of this nature….” Nato said, slumping down into a sitting position on Drake’s shoulder, her head in her hands.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Don’t worry you’ll get used to it Natto. We only have thousands of years together,” Drakeughed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Do not remind me! Thousands of years listening to pointless and awful references! Please! Take me now!” she pleaded to the sky.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No one ising to save you,” Drake said in a deep voice, then breaking out in a chuckle.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Bjorn shook his head.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“How did I end up enabling such a moron? And who the hell is Naruto?” he asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake recoiled.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You can’t be serious? You know Vash but you’re telling me you don’t know him? I take it back, you might be a lost cause….” Drake said deting.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Please… leave me with the yappy ones at the food table… I care not for this nonsense anymore….” Natto asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You know we can’t do that, but I’ll tell you what, I’ll have ire bring you to a tent to eat. I snagged some of the finished food for you anyway,” Drake answered, Natto’s eyes brimming to life, nodding vigorously.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Bjorn gave a bellyugh, “Are you sure you two aren’t rted? You act more like siblings than any I’ve ever seen bro.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I mean technically?” Drake said, wincing slightly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh? Wait really, dude?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It’s a weird system thing. Maybe I’ll exin itter.. Anyway, let''s get back. There’s a crowd forming over there, and I’m getting a hole drilled into the back of my head from someone with a long vision skill of some sort,” Drake exined.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You can tell that from here?” Bjorn asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, my mana perception has gone up a bit since I started getting ustomed to my skills. You telling me you can’t Mr. Legendary Skills?” Drake countered.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Never said that,” Bjorn smiled, walking back with Drake to the group.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hope you aren’t lying for your sake. Or I’m going to knock the snot out of you.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, yeah. We’ll see…” Bjorn answered, his voice trailing off a bit.


    <hr>


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You guys hug it out?” Jacqueline asked, her face smirking.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, you jealous sweetie?” Drake asked, smiling back.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“W-who’s fucking jealous!? Bloody wanker!” she spat.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I think you have a thing for me, Jacqueline. But I already said I don’t like aged wine,” Drake jabbed again.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m 26! You fucking dumb asshole!” she growled.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake shrugged, turning back to the growing group and Shigure.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“So who did we sell tickets to?” Drake asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Shigure raised a brow confused, taking a moment to understand what Drake meant.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“We have gathered all of the Leaders of the Coalition, some of them were absent when we… fought…” Shigure said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You mean when I kicked your shit in?” Drake smiled.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Shigure grit his teeth, but held his tongue.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You don’t need to be so insulting to the boy Mr. Shot. You should know better,” Harley said, waving her finger at him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake shirked backward slightly, a nervous grin on his face.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yes mam’, I’ll tone it back a bit. Just trying to haze him a little, you know how it is,” Drake chuckled.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“That’s just how he is Harley. We all know he’s an asshole, it''s like his key character trait,” Chelsea said, chiming in.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I don’t deny it,” Drake shrugged, looking around at the faces present.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He spotted most of his group save Hudson and Sherry. Drake also saw some faces that weren’t here yesterday.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Megan and Julia had turned up surprisingly. Amongst the crowd there were many he didn’t know, he also saw the exchanging of skill stones and monster cores in the background.


    <em><span style="font-weight:400">Oh, people are taking bets? Maybe we should get in on that…</em><span style="font-weight:400"> Drake thought.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“<em><span style="font-weight:400">Your first priority should be my meal! Have the zappy zappy girl feed me, be quick about it!” </em><span style="font-weight:400">Natto grumbled.


    <em><span style="font-weight:400">Alright, alright.</em>


    <span style="font-weight:400">“ire, can I see you in my tent for a moment?” Drake asked, the woman’s face lighting up but slightly confused.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“U-um sure?” she answered walking with him to the tent.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Entering quickly, Natto also appeared on Drake’s shoulder.


    <span style="font-weight:400">ire’s expression quickly deted.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Really!? Again!? I’m not a babysitter Drake!” ire shouted, “I wanted to see the fight just like everyone else!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake put up his hands cidly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I know. I know, but I need someone to watch Natto, and you’re one of the only people she doesn''t seem to be annoyed with,” he chuckled.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Then why don’t you just do it! I’m not her keeper…” she frowned.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Can you just do this for me? Look I’ve been thinking about who cane with us when I go to take down the nest. And I think Bear mighte, so that means I can take more people. Just let her eat like she normally does and I’ll let you tag along alright?” Drake offered.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Promise…?” ire asked, still huffy.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake nodded, cing the food out for Natto, her eyes drilling into him expectantly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Fine…” ire said reluctantly, “But! You need to get Chelsea in here too, it isn’t fair if she gets to watch and I don’t.”


    <em><span style="font-weight:400">Really…? Why are women sopetitive over this kind of thing?</em><span style="font-weight:400"> Drake sighed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Alright, fine. Then just watch her and make sure no onees in alright?” Drake asked once more.


    <span style="font-weight:400">ire nodded satisfied, her hand going for a piece of bread, but was quickly stopped by a knifending inches from her hand.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drakeughed as he exited the tent.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Chelsea, ire wants to speak to you,” he lied.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Chelsea’s ears perked up, but her brows showed her confusion.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“About what?” she asked, “The fight is just about to start.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I don’t know something about settling the score or something,” Drake fibbed again, walking past her and to the crowd.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Chelsea looked at him skeptically then nodded moving to the tent.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake let out a breath.


    <em><span style="font-weight:400">Now that that is over…</em>


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Now then,” Drake said addressing the crowd, “Are you normies ready for a little shock and awe!” Drake roared.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Who are you calling a normie, Raijuu me!” a person screamed from the crowd, his sses reflecting the sheen of the pristine silver gun he held in his hands.


    <em><span style="font-weight:400"></em><span style="font-weight:400">Drake’s eyes widened at the familiar ng, surprised it was used against him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Sato, will you please shut up for once..” Shigure said, his head in his hand.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“How dare you call me a normie!” Drake said, hurt.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You just put two gorgeous women into your tent. Of course, you''re a raijuu!” Sato spat.


    <em><span style="font-weight:400">Well, when he puts it that way…. I wonder what he would say if he knew I turned them both down.</em><span style="font-weight:400"> Drake sighed,ughing at the thought.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Is this another one of the Coalition Leaders?” Drake asked curiously, eyeing the gun.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No.. this is my childhood friend, Sato,” Shigure said, showing a bit of embarrassment.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I told you it’s <span style="font-weight:400">xXxGunLover69xXx! Why are you ruining my immersion Kenzo!?” Sato cried.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well so much for an alias..” Drake mumbled inspecting the teen.


    <strong>[xXxGunLover69xXx Level 18]</strong>


    <em><span style="font-weight:400">Oh, he''s actually pretty high up there.</em><span style="font-weight:400"> Drake thought surprised.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Say Sato, what can you trade me for these?” Drake said pulling out the guns he was still saving from the Cowboy Kobold, ”Look like a certain someone’s gun don’t they?” Drake smiled.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The teen’s eyes bloomed wide as he spotted the steampunk guns.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It’s Jinx’s pistol! And two of them!? My Lord, I will do anything for them!” Sato said, his attitude taking a full 180.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ah… Otaku are so easily swayed,” Drake smirked, “Show me your wares junior.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’ve been collecting many stones, but I can see I was mistaken about you, good sir… If my guess is correct. You know what,” Sato said, slipping a ying card from his pocket, and showing it to Drake, “This! Is?!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake’s hand shook as he looked at the card, for the first time in a long time he dropped to his knees.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Where did you get this?!” Drake whispered.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I know a guy, and won it off him in a match!” Sato said proudly, “Well what do you say?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake jumped at the card, dropping the pistols at his feet.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Done!” Drake shouted looking at the card.


    <strong>[Trading Card Illustration: The Dazzling Tyrant] [Rare]</strong>


    <ul>


    <li><strong>Limited Edition Trading card made by the Artist. Only five copies were made.</strong></li>


    </ul>


    <ul>


    <li><strong>The card depicts the Grand Tyrant within the forest in all his glory and is a sought-after collectible for all traders.</strong></li>


    </ul>


    <ul>


    <li><strong>First Limited Edition Card of the Dazzling Tyrant Series. One of Five.</strong></li>


    </ul>


    <span style="font-weight:400">Bjorn looked on, finally forced to say something.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hey are we fighting or can I go back to eating?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“IN A MINUTE!!” Drake howled.
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