"You don't want to be cool?" Coolbro asked.
"No," Trash answered. "I like sweat; it tastes salty and good, so I can't be cool."
Trash took off the sunglasses and gave them to Coolbro and started to look out of the plane window again.
"That was his reason? What about you, young lady?"
"Well, I just don't want to be like you. You are just too weird," Lilly said.
"Oh, young lady, don't missunderstand. You don't have to be like me; you just have to be yourself, yet always stay cool inside. I saw that your reaction with my coolpack was quite good. If you have success with the cube in the next 10 days, please reconsider," Coolbro said in a somewhat serious voice.
"Well, I might try it since I have time to kill anyways," Lilly sighed and sat down with the puzzle cube.
Meanwhile, Lomobert finally woke up, and after remembering what happened, he was angry and aschamed. He got knocked out by an icepack thrown at him. Yet he couldn't take revenge for now.
He looked around and saw Lilly in a corner next to Trash looking at a weird cube with a frown. Lomobert wanted to talk to her again and slowly walked towards her until suddenly his enemy Coolbro suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Leave her alone for now; she needs her focus on this cube for now, not somewhat that is not cool."
Lomobert was shocked, as he didn't see him coming at all. "Step asside. I know you are stronger than me, but I just want to talk to her," he tried to walk past Coolbro, but his path got blocked.
"Not cool. You shouldn't interrupt her," Coolbro took out another one of his Coolpacks. "Unless you want to sleep again."
Lomobert, embarressed at being threatened by an icepack, could only step back, yet vow to personally take revenge after learning magic under his new master in China. He returned to his two trusted aids and asked, "Is the criminal situation resolved yet?"
"Yes, young master, the lord stepped in and resolved the situation, but he wants to speak to you," his assistant said.
Lomobert just shrugged and called his father, the head of the Brandon family. He didn't do anything wrong, so there shouldn't be a problem.
"Lomo?"
"Yes, father, it's me. I heard you wanted to call me."
"Lomo, why did you challenge the local authorities? Do you know how much effort it took to calm these idiots down? You better have a good explanation."
"Don't worry, father. Your effort was an investment in my marriage. Acting like I did helped out the princess of the Selldom family tremendously. She now owes me, and I think she is in love with me. Right now we are on our way to China, and that's where I will nail her down. After seeing my master and my magical talent, she will definitely fall for me," Lomobert proudly said.
The phone was quiet for some time until thunderous laughter sounded from the other side of the phone: "Good, very good. My son has finally found his wife. And even a beautiful girl with the same standing as the Brandon family. My effort was indeed not wasted. My son, you did nothing wrong. Make sure to secure her heart, and no matter what happens, do not let her escape your clutches. HAhahahaha I'm so proud, my son. Can I kick out all of your playthings now?" he asked on the phone.
"Keep them for now, father. If things go my way, there might be no need to discard them. It is, as you always said. The Brandon family is greedy until there is no option left. Maybe I can have it all," he said with a confident smile on his face.
"That's why you are my son. My family really gave birth to a perfect son," the father laughed.
It was as expected. A delusional son had a delusional father. "Anyway, father, do you know of a mage named... ähm?" "Coolbro Mamane," the bodyguard said. "Do you know a mage named Coolbro Mamane?"
"Hmm," the father pondered. "Coolbro? What a weird name. I have never heard of him. Judging by his last name, he should be from Africa. Why are you asking me about him?"
"Well," Lomobert now whispered in the phone. "He is on this flight as well and can block bullets with his magic. But the main reason is that he embarrassed me in front of the Selldom daughter. I need to take revenge and show the Selldom daughter that I am a strong man. Can you help me, father?"
"You are right; there must be revenge. First I will gather information within the mage society and afterwards send appropriate mages to take care of him. Let's not ask your master to take down a single mage. He is a proud being after all. As I said, don't be disrespectful to him. He is your master for a reason; he is a being even I can't challenge. It was a blessing that he agreed to train you as his disciple."
"Yeah, yeah, I know father. Don't always repeat the same thing. I know how to behave."
After they talked for a bit, Lomobert finally hung up.
The flight was going smoothly without any mishaps. Everyone did their own thing. Trash looked out of the window, fascinated by the view. Lomobert ate and drank to his heart's content and let the stewardess massage his feet while his assistant and bodyguard stayed with him. Coolbro was looking at Lilly, who was currently focused on the cube.
She had examined the entire cube multiple times by now. It looked like a completely ordinary iron cube, a perfect symmetrical-shaped cube without any dents or unevenness. She was just about to lay down the cube and find other things to kill time until she suddenly felt something weird. She touched a single point, just as small as a grain of sand, again and again.
This single point is colder than the rest of the cube. The entire cube was weirdly cold, but this single point somehow felt even colder than the rest.
As Lilly found this single point, Coolbro, who had been watching her and saw his reaction, suddenly raised an eyebrow and smiled.