Pavel let out a long breath. While Sofia was smiling brightly, she turned confused when she saw Pavel's uncharacteristic face. "Pavel, are you sick?" she asked and raised her hand to touch Pavel's forehead. "You look pale." Pavel moved away slightly out of reflex, then shook his head. "It's okay," she replied. Pavel's head was too busy thinking about Parsha who still didn't know where she was. So, he immediately asked, "What are you doing here?" "Of course to see your house and congratulate you!" Sofia immediately rushed at Pavel by hugging the man's arm. "You know what? I was upset when I called you, but you didn't pick up. Then, once I picked up, it was another woman who answered me." She pursed her lips in annoyance. Pavel didn't have time to do this. However, Sofia continued to cling to him and act spoiled. Every now and then Pavel's gaze would wander around the courtyard area, looking for Parsha who might still be around, but there was no sign of her at all. "Pavel, com
Pavel was presented with a quite stunning view of the high-rise building. Magnificent architecture, as well as the interior outside and inside the building. While still outside the building, especially outside the main gate, not many people were seen passing by, but after entering, people, most of whom were employees, seemed busy filling every corner of the floor. They seemed preoccupied with their work and interactions with each other.A man wearing formal clothes and a rifle slung around his waist approached Pavel. The man asked, "Who are you?" In a firm and intimidating tone."Spencer." Then, like a spell that instantly changes a person in an instant. The armed man said nothing, other than directing Pavel to follow him into a room that was nowhere to be found. Pavel followed the man in silence and occasionally looked around without lowering his guard. Until the moment when he entered a long hallway then stopped at one of the gray doors. The door opened automatically, when the
Pavel took one step, wanting to call Parsha before she left. However, he only opened his mouth when a noise came from behind his back. From the hallway, the shadows of many people could be seen running and some were exclaiming excitedly."Search every corner of this place!""Hurry up!" Pavel felt that the commotion was because of him. Then, immediately he's footsteps galloped quickly and calculatedly to avoid them. Pavel ignored Parsha who previously looked almost turned her head towards him, but since the situation did not allow it, he had to save himself. Pavel ran fast when he was far enough away from the others. In the hallway, Pavel felt like he was in a maze-there were only rooms whose doors were all closed. There was no way to run further because the end of the hallway was a dead end. Pavel checked the doors one by one with quick movements, but none of them opened at all. Pavel let out a long sigh. "Damn it! Why is it so hard?!" Even though when opening the iron bars do
Now Pavel knew the reason why Parsha was hard to detect by the system, probably because she had far more power than he. Luckily, Pavel was able to dodge Parsha's attack. He moved to the side before the woman's attack hit him in the face. However, in the blink of an eye Parsha was able to switch positions and launched another attack until this time a fist landed right on Pavel's face. The man groaned in pain because Parsha was not messing around with this fight, there was no longer a woman who always clung and whined to Pavel. Parsha continued to attack relentlessly, punches and kicks with almost no pause at all. "Damn! How can Parsha have this kind of strength?" Pavel muttered to himself. He was overwhelmed because Parsha's attacks were relentless. Pavel had no chance to dodge let alone counterattack. It's just that he didn't expect Parsha's ability to be like a professional wrestler. Pavel avoided Parsha's head-on punch by blocking it with both arms. Pavel used the opportunity
The room had become very messy. Many items were broken and destroyed, but the owner did not seem to care. Instead, He seemed to be preoccupied with his own thoughts due to the problems that had arisen. How could he not? Pavel realized that he was now a fugitive. No longer just a fugitive from enemies who disliked him for trivial reasons, but a fugitive from an entire intelligence system. It felt like Pavel's movements, or whatever he was going to do in the reconnaissance. Pavel was reminded of the words of one of the people who were there. That there would be surgery to remove the system embedded in the brain. Then, one of the others said that it might be so bad that it could make Pavel die. Pavel also knew that Parsha Charles and the guards were hunting Pavel and saying that they would kill him. 'Am I really going to die if I do that operation?' [Not only will you die but so will the system. We have become one soul, that's why]. 'What does the system embedded in my body look like?
Instantly the room fell silent. The woman scrutinized Pavel's face, then laughed loudly. "Are you kidding me?" Pavel, who was told so, felt strange. Even though the woman herself asked Pavel for 500 dollars, why did she laugh at him when she agreed? "Is something wrong?" asked Pavel in surprise. Then the woman stopped laughing. There was complexity in her eyes. "Look," she began to explain. "You know how much money 500 million dollars is, don't you?" she wrung her hands. "Of course." "You have that kind of money? For a house like this?" She gave Pavel a look of disbelief. She said again, "I'm not playing around with that price." "Do I look like I'm playing around?" Pavel asked back. He relaxed, though he was surprised at the way the woman in front of him thought. She let out a long sigh. "Then do you have any proof?" "Proof-" Pavel remembered something. He took out his wallet and gave her his card. She didn't accept the card right away, and just stared at it with a frivolous lo
Pavel met his friend James. He went to a place that turned out to be a small hut. I don't know what was on James' mind, but they could have met in a better place than this. Pavel entered through the front door which was even made of wood that looked rickety. The first sight Pavel saw was James sitting on a long, slightly dusty sofa and in front of the man were several rifles. James seemed to be busy wiping a gun as if it was the most precious thing in his life. "You look like you want to get a genie out of that gun of yours." Pavel's words just now made James turn to he and then laugh. "I always treat my valuables with the utmost care." James motioned for Pavel to sit in front of him. Paul sneered and sat on the sofa. "Why did you ask me to come here? Why not somewhere else?" "It's more efficient because I was already here when you called. Besides, you can also look at the types of pistols that you might be interested in." Although the house, which was almost made of plywood, wa
Meanwhile, Parsha who was still standing in the darkness seemed to let out a long breath. Then, she slowly made her way to join the two dueling men. A look on her face that was as cold as the night wind and as dark as the sky without starlight appeared among the streetlights. Her gaze briefly met with Pavel's. Even as the man looked struggling and exhausted with sweat running down his handsome face, Parsha didn't seem to care. "What are you doing?! Quickly immobilize this troublesome rat!" Charles exclaimed at Parsha who had just moved. He hissed in exasperation as Parsha, instead of responding, stood still. Pavel didn't care, he continued to attack and defend from enemy attacks. Until the moment where he saw Parsha who suddenly attacked Pavel. "Damn! At this rate I could really die here!" He grumbled in his heart. Charles is indeed quite good at fighting, although sometimes the man's attacks are still chaotic and inconsistent movements. However, it was different with Parsha. Al