"I will ask again, have you decided to come with us?" He questioned again, this time, his tone a little heavier than before.
"Of course." Nux quickly answered without even knowing where they would take him.
His logic was simple, he was sure that these were the guys who beat him up before and he knew he stood no chance against them if they fought.
So if they wanted to harm him, they could have done it here. They would not bother taking him somewhere where they have set up a trap just to deal with a weakling like him.
Mmmhmm, he agreed after thinking it logically, not because he was scared of the scar-faced man in front of him. Not at all.
The leader, the scar-faced man was shocked by his answer but his face quickly returned to normal and he nodded. He then threw a glass bottle containing a weird purple-coloured liquid in it.
"Drink it."
Nux looked at the bottle for a while, he then glanced at the scar-faced man and then looked back at the bottle.
'Fuck it. I just need to trust my hypothesis.'
Nux then quickly emptied the bottle. It was a little bitter, but as soon as it travelled down his throat, he felt warm energy coursing throughout his body and his face, which was bruised, was healed without any marks left.
Nux's eyes widened in surprise as he touched his face multiple times.
However, he didn't have the luxury to think what kind of godly thing he had just drunk as the scar-faced men ordered him to follow them to which he agreed.
I will repeat, he wasn't scared, okay?
Ahem. Ahem.
…
After walking for a while, Nux appeared in front of a building, which was completely in contrast with his worn-out wooden house. It was a large building made from white-coloured marble which gave the building a holy feeling. There were a few words written on it, but Nux couldn't recognize the language so he ignored them.
Soon, the party entered the building and walked towards a specific room, although he could not read what was written on the door, by the design and others' attitude, Nux knew that the room belonged to someone important.
*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*
After a knock, the door was opened by a beautiful girl wearing a classic maid costume, she nodded to the scar-faced man before glancing towards Nux, a little surprise could be seen on her face, however, it quickly went back to her normal, expressionless face.
She walked into the room and the party followed her trail, there they saw a man wearing a white shirt, black pants and a purple-coloured coat that was made with fine silk on the top. The man was sitting on a chair with a leisurely attitude. He had blonde hair and a French moustache, this gave him a merchant-like face.
He then glanced at Nux and asked, "You know why you are brought here, right?"
Countless thoughts ran wild inside Nux's mind,
'Should I tell him I do not know anything?
But from that scar-faced man's attitude, it is clear that he had told my predecessor about the situation. Won't they know that I am not who they think I am?
But this is my only chance to know what is happening, I should not waste it…'
Due to all these quick thoughts, Nux panicked a little and nodded and shook his head at the same time, he looked quite funny.
The blonde-haired man raised his eyebrows at his response, he then glanced at the scar-faced man before turning back to Nux.
"My name is Elton Peyton, I am the head of this Merchant guild.
You, my friend, are a lucky man who caught the eyes of Viscount Felberta."
Nux frowned.
'Who is this Viscount Felberta?' He questioned inwardly.
The merchant took his frown as confusion and disbelief and a smile appeared on his face,
"Yes, my friend, Viscount Felberta wishes to take you as her personnel boy toy," Elton revealed and Nux's eyes couldn't hide the shock he was feeling.
After Nux registered the merchant's words, a big smile appeared on his face and he exclaimed inwardly.
'Fuck Yes!'