"Nope, if you wanted to keep these, you should've not attacked me."
Thrasher walked away with Dream Knight and Purple Monarch. The guy, Humble Paradise, could only watch them leave and scream internally.
'I'll remember this, Thrasher, or should I say Corey Daring?'
He finally logged out leaving the three of them walking around the body of the seven-hour turtle. Finally, Purple Monarch brought up the journalist incident.
He quickly explained it to Thrasher as he nodded his head in understanding.
"So…. They are finally going to look for the mighty Thrasher… Me and my beauties should have no problem handling them."
Purple Monarch pat him on the back not mentioning that it was Elegant Hammer who said it. "I'm sorry boss… When they saw you run off, I blurted your name! Right, Dream Knight."
"Yup! Everything is his fault!"
Purple Monarch sighed before he looked down. "Hey! You don't have to turn me into the victim! You should be focusing on making Thrasher feel better."
Thrasher giggled to his two swords. When he was worried, he tended to start talking to them, and it was their first time experiencing this. There was a reason for this though, and it had to do with being one with the sword. If you were to be one with the sword, sometimes talking to them was a necessity.
Dream Knight accepted this flaw as did Purple Monarch. Eventually, they made it back to Yellow City, and Elegant Hammer was waiting by the portal.
"I… I'm so sorry for blurting out your name Thrasher! It was all my fault!"
Thrasher smiled at her and then pointed to Purple Monarch. "It's okay… your beloved took all the blame, so he won't be getting his first weeks pay."
Elegant Hammer, full of realistic streaming tears on her face, smiled at Purple Monarch. She instantly started beaming before she ran up to him and hug him.
"Ah, the big lug confessed! Wait… did you really take the blame honey?"
Purple Monarch flexed his chest and nodded his head. "Yes, honey… Obviously, the one who committed the crime is guilty if he admits it…"
She laughed before Thrasher ignored this… Either way, he had the beautician Dream Knight work on his face, and even if they photographed him now they wouldn't recognize him.
Seconds later though, flashes started creating a limelight around Thrasher.
"Ha… I'm going to be rich! Jackpot!"
"No, I will be rich! You can kiss it rookie!"
"Hey… I clicked the photo first!"
They all didn't notice that Thrasher was laughing as he walked towards the Auction house. Soon, a fight broke out between the journalists of various levels. They realized if they killed the other journalists, their photos wouldn't remain, and this left just enough time for Thrasher to ignore them with a smile.
They soon walked into the auction house where three picturesque NPCs were waiting.
"Hi, sir! What can we do for you today?"
"Yes… would you like us to serve you…" The NPC in the white dress took out a tray before the other NPC threw three cups on it.
Thrasher, being curious about the taste of the regal lemon concoction immediately opened his jaw.
Dream Knight, Purple Monarch, and Elegant Hammer all followed suit and soon picked up the cups.
"OMG! They actually… the same description is still there, but now we have taste bud simulators!"
The equipment for <
Regal Lemon Juice
[Boosts Health by a random amount, between 100 – 1000]
[The taste is said to be legendary, and is markedly different than all other juices. Some say the god who created this gave up eternity so he could taste the drink, and he died from ecstasy tasting the flavor.]
Purple Monarch laughed as he put it to his mouth. "Ha… it can't be that good! If it was that good, I'm afraid no one would play the game and just drink this all day."
The NPCs giggled and nodded their heads. "Yes… we thought about that, so after the first time you taste it the simulation of the juice is reduced by 10%..."
Thrasher immediately drunk it and threw the cup down.
"Hmmm, nothing special," he said walking off towards the glass. He walked over to a stall to put his new drops up for auction.
Thrasher had this thing about not using items he took from players, and instead he sold them out of pity. After all, if they really wanted them, they could just buy them back, right?
Soon, he walked back over towards Dream Knight and Purple Monarch who were laying on the floor.
"Boss… how are you still okay?"
Thrasher could only sigh and pass by them with sadness in his eyes. "I'm rich remember… I've tasted better…"
The two of them seemed to not be able to understand what he meant. They were both, after all, of modest backgrounds and had to work for scholarships, and various things.
"Well, that's our captain! The un—"
"Hey, don't say the last part of that sentence!" Thrasher said as they walked out of the auction house.
Purple Monarch laughed and then helped Elegant Hammer off the floor. She was so intoxicated by the flavor of the drink that she seemed to log out for a moment.
"Honey…. Honey!" Purple Monarch finally got her to her feet before she looked over at Thrasher.
"Wow! This is what its like being in the soloists!" She felt very satisfied with the flavor, and then went over to the stalls to see what Thrasher put for auction.