Dark Lord

9. Betting using life.

after the lesson was over at exactly 3 p.m., Zidan went to the witch's building to look for his sister.

While the sweet devil went straight to the club room desperate.

"Where's Zidan?" Ma'ruf asked the young man who was nicknamed the sweet devil, but the young man only shook his head without answering and headed straight for his seat.

Seeing the behavior of the young man Ma'ruf who was usually cheerful and full of laughter began to look furious, without a second thought Ma'ruf approached the young man and immediately seized his smartphone.

The young man was surprised but still looked calm, he began to set his gaze slowly towards Ma'ruf until their eyes met and clashed.

The originally sunny weather now started to look cloudy and began to drizzle, the young man looked at Ma'ruf's face blankly and faintly.

A murderous aura began to slash his body, where a black and silvery-white color came out from between the robes he was wearing.

Dimas, Dian and Made who saw the incident began to look at each other.

Not only that, the extremely frightening feeling of intimidation made the three of them hug each other and move away from the table towards the door like they were about to run away.

As if not to lose, Ma'ruf who usually looks cheerful in full of laughter now looks serious.

He also let out a murderous air and a purple blue mana began to envelop his entire body before he asked again.

"Oey Ang, we've been friends for years. It was a few years ago, but why do you still think of me as if I don't exist!"

Shouted Ma'ruf with bulging eyes.

"Then, what do you want?" the young man replied coldly, his soft but expressionless voice making it seem as if he had no problems in his life.

The two people who were about to fight looked so relaxed, though, while the three people standing near the door hugged each other began to fall down one by one because they were depressed by the aura emanated by Ma'ruf and the young man in high collared and wearing glasses.

"If you feel manly, let's finish the old way". Snapped Ma'ruf in a high tone.

" oh? What's in it for me?" the young man replied calmly.

"If I win, you'll be my personal servant and have to obey all my words!". Challenge Ma'ruf with a confident face.

" If you lose?".

"I'm going to drop out of this blue Jasmine academy and won't follow or bother you anymore".

"Then this is a waste to me".

"What kind of a place do you want?".

"You killed yourself enough and hung your head in front of the entrance of this High School for one week" the young man said coldly.

"Well, if that's what you want. I don't mind". Ma'ruf replied with a hint of guilt.

Ma'ruf began to raise his hands high, while one of his legs was on the table.

Ma'ruf's grasping right hand was seen giving off several flashes of lightning light.

While the young man pulled his right wrist to the same level as his shoulder, where the silvery white and black slammed into every part of his body thickly.

While Dimas, Dian and Made who saw the incident now panic and began to sweat.

The three hugged and leaned on the club entrance, the three of them looked pale as if they were about to explode but because the pressure from the aura belonging to Ma'ruf and the high-collared youth made the three of them unable to speak let alone escape.

The sound of lightning strikes rang out loud, white and purple light flashes colliding.

In just less than 3 seconds, Ma'ruf managed to defeat the young man.

Ma'ruf laughed loudly, he felt very happy and lucky for taking out the stone.

If only he preferred to take out the paper, maybe his head would be separated from his neck and become the spectacle material of thousands of people.

The cold young man just looked at his finger, as if he would not believe it because it had been wrong to choose scissors.

While the 3 people who were sitting leaning against the door were only able to glare at the events they had just witnessed, he said, they felt very stupid and incredulous for having been afraid of 2 people who were playing paper scissor stones for betting.

"Ha ha ha, Ang are you beginning to regret your decision to accept my challenge? If yes then it is too late huahaha ha" said Ma'ruf proudly while laughing out loud.

"Then, what should I do as your servant?". Asked the young man with his face down in a look of contempt.

"The first task I'm going to give you will probably be heavy for you". Ma'ruf replied with a sad looking expression.

" What is that?" sahut the Youth while looking his head towards Ma'ruf until the eyes of the two look back at each other.

"Your first task is to smile".

"Smiling?".

" Yes smile, we've been friends for years. However, after that heartbreaking incident you never smiled again until now except for a while and that was only when you talked about God".

"I forgot how to smile. Any recollection of Mitha's face, it's too heavy for my lips to smile?".

" Ang, if I'm to be honest I feel guilty and sorry to this day.

But you know, regretting it won't bring Mitha back.

If from now on you would consider me to exist, I will promise to return a sweet smile on your lips".

"Promise?" Asked the young man expectantly while looking at the sad-looking face of Ma'ruf.

"You can trust my promise, if I break it. Please cut my tongue out". Ma'ruf answered confidently.

"Assalamu 'alaikum, sugeng sonten? Good afternoon, Ohayo, Bounjour, hello hello? Anybody?". Shouted Zidan while knocking on the club door.

" Wa 'alaikumus sallam" replied Ma'ruf, Dimas and the robed young man in unison.

"Sore, please come in" replied Made as he opened the club door.

"Bang Zidan, Siang bang" Dian greeted with kindness and courtesy.

"Tumben, today the atmosphere is a little friendly" Zidan said with a slightly mocking face.

"Haha, how's Zhi? Your sister whose Holy name agreed to join or not?". Ma'ruf asked with a wide smile adorning his face.

"Oh yes, introduce this is my sister who is named Suci" Zidan replied as he pulled his sister's wrist which was still outside the club room.

"Greetings know everything" Sage greeted with a bow and graceful.

"dwarf, Azhi!". The reply of the spoiled Holy in together with stepping on her brother's feet made the whole room filled with laughter.

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After the Adhan began to reverberate.

Zidan, Suci, Ma'ruf, Dimas and the high-collared youth left the club room to perform worship.

Dian Christian who is Catholic also took the initiative to prepare supplies for the mission, as if not to lose Made who are Hindus also prepare for travel needs.

After the service is finished, all members of the desperate club began to gather and enter the green door that was none other than the portal belonging to the blue jasmine High School to meet the officials they would control in this mission.

After exiting the outer gate of the blue jasmine High School, Zidan and his comrades were greeted by several yellow-robed soldiers wearing hats and iron plates on their chests.

Seen an ancient golden chariot pulled by 2 horses fire.

At this time, only the rich or noble families could afford to buy ancient chariots and keep horses.

Cars and motorcycles are not safe in this era until only the common people who use both types of vehicles to travel.

In addition to having such a strong endurance, the two horses that pulled him were also one of the monsters that could protect their owners.

Fire horses have a deep black color, their eyes emit a fire that never goes out.

The breath that came out from their noses and mouths was also fire, not only was the Fire Horse also one type of powerful monster.

If you have to compete one-on-one, then someone must have entered the stone stage to be able to defeat it.

The 4 soldiers accompanying the fat noble also rode on the Fire Horse, only the horses they rode emitted blue-colored flames which signified their position as soldiers ready to fight.

There were still 6 horses left to ride in Zidan's group, only Zidan and the robed young man who was an asassin majoring disciple preferred to use their martial techniques to travel.

The two of them left first, so that when there was danger in front of the two could immediately return and warn the entourage.

Saints who are students majoring in magicians also ride horses with Dian, Dimas, Made and Ma'ruf who are students majoring in Knights.

The five of them rode on the Fire Horse leading the party, while the 4 war parajurits brought by the nobleman were at the back of the carriage to watch over whoever was walking behind them.

After walking far enough the group came to a city gate, Zidan and the high-collared Youth waiting for them at a city gate guarded by 4 soldiers.

It did not feel like the day was getting dark, after the nobleman gave the emperor an identification and order to go to the city, the guards invited them to enter the city.

Because they were getting tired and walking at night was very high risk, the group decided to look for lodging to rest.

Hope City is a city that is quite crowded because it is located at the end of the vast urban forest.

Bandits, monster hunters, and merchants would stay in the city before continuing into the forest.

After choosing an inn, desperate club members went down to the bottom floor of the inn to enjoy the menu of the inn.

The high-collared young man covered his nose walked first towards the corner of the room that looked lonely.

The place that the young man chose was quite comfortable, there was 1 long table in the middle while the pedestal they were sitting on was only a pedestal made of bamboo mats (lesehan).

The young man sat down cross-legged and leaned against the lodging padlock, before taking out his smartphone.

However, he had not been able to enjoy the comfortable night atmosphere at the lodging dining place.

Ma'ruf came and pulled the young man's legs straight and told him to sit in a position like a final row, the young man just kept silent and obeyed Ma'ruf's words because of their agreement before the suit match earlier this afternoon.

Ma'ruf casually placed his head on the thigh of the high-collared young man then pulled out a smartphone to play online games.

Zidan who saw the high-collared young man obeying all Ma'ruf's words felt a little jealous, because all this time he had struggled to try to get along with the young man but was always ignored.

"Oh,shiit. I fought him who won" Zidan said softly while shaking his head.

The cuisine that the Saints ordered is now coming, the waiters bring one by one the food and put it on the table.

The scents of satay, rawon, meatballs and capcai filled the room.

Its savory and poignant fragrance that pierced the nose made anyone who smelled its scent drool.

The high-collared young man pulled a skewer and was about to put it in his mouth.

The finger of his left hand lowered his high collar slowly, Zidan who was very curious about the young man's face was silently watching.

It seems like not only Zidan, all the desperate club members besides Ma'ruf who were busy playing smartphones stopped their activities and noticed the young man's hand which slowly pulled his collar down.

Not yet had the young man lowered his high collar jacket, Ma'ruf who was cool playing the game with the position of the bed pulled the right hand of the young man who was carrying a skewer.

Ma'ruf pulled the young man's arm and put the satay in his mouth, as the desperate club members felt indignant at Ma'ruf's actions.

"**** this, hopefully on the road will meet a monster that will make it barren up to 7 derivatives" said Zidan by clenching his right hand.

"I know that feeling brow" said Dian as she smiled patting Zidan's back.

Made and Sacred who saw the behavior of his comrades could only laugh.

"Cock picked up?" Asked the collared young man while looking at the face of Ma'ruf who was leaning his head on his thigh.

"Hehe,Sorry. I'm laper". Ma'ruf replied as if innocent.

" Yaudah eat first, let's get her cell phone". Cletuk the young man while grabbing a smartphone belonging to Ma'ruf who is playing online games.

"Eh uh, don't take it. I'm again push rank". Shouted Ma'ruf with a parched face.

"Bodo very, sit down to eat first. I just turned it around".

" Yaelah" Ma'ruf replied lethargicly.

Inevitably, he must now obey the speech of the young man and start sitting down to eat the dishes that are already available on the table.

The young man again took some skewers and rice to fill his stomach, before starting to devour his food the young man closed his eyes and prayed.

Now Zidan and his comrades are getting excited because soon they will see the real face of the young man who is nicknamed the sweet devil, But when the young man opened his eyes the dish that before him would be eaten up in an instant.

All who saw the incident immediately drooped limp and in disbelief, they were very curious about the face of the young man who became the chairman of their club.