Bro, what! He has a Quintillion?

"He's recruiting men to lock you away..."

"What is happening really? Could you please tell me a full details of it?"

The both of them were at the lake where Alves had gone to meet his Grandpa friend not long ago before he travelled to the parallel world.

When the fellow had driven Alves in that direction, Alves had thought that the fellow was taking him to meet the old man. Only for him to get there and discover that the old man was nowhere to be found.

He did have the peace settled in his mind that he didn't really have to worry about anything at all. All he just had to do was pay attention closely to whatever the fellow had to say.

They were seated on two wooden chairs.

"Are you comfortable, His Eminence?"

That might be the millionth time that the fellow would ask the same question. He just wanted to be sure that His Eminence was comfortable in that position.

Alves didn't take offense in answering the question over and over again. But then he knew that if he got asked that question again, he might not answer as lightly