The Power Enthusiast

MINERVO 100: Impressive

"Basic," Isabella nudged Paul's hard thigh with her soft thigh. "You don't have to shout like that in the middle of the road. What if your juniors were to yell in their pants, it would be troublesome, right?"

Paul, Isabella, and Abbas were in the helicopter. The pilot-the man-turkey-who sat in front of them, looked solemnly in control of this helicopter towards Barasta City.

"That's how you communicate with that fucking Colin! Gotta scream until our voices break!" paul answered, sitting in the same long chair as Isabella and Abbas. "And don't involve my junior who has nothing to do with it, asshole!"

Isabella was heartbroken to hear it, teasing people like Paul was indeed very comforting. Sometimes seeing Paul's anger is no longer such a scary thing, on the contrary, Isabella thinks it like a funny thing. Very amusing.

According to the dictionary of Isabella's life - created in her head - the smartest people are the ones who are always serious, like Nico and Naomi. People are noisy, like Cherry, Jeddy, and Colin. And angry people, like Paul. As for Abbas and Koko, they fall into the category of people who are difficult to tell, because they are quiet and shy. Such people are very, very difficult to tease, ridicule, or even laugh at. Therefore, the portion of Isabella's temptation to Abbas and Koko is minimal or even rare.

On the sidelines of her laughter, Isabella said, "By the way, since the number of heroes is already increasing, why don't we create a group on social media? Wouldn't that make it easier for us to communicate in groups? Like for example now, it will be exciting if all our activities are told to them through groups on social media. It must be so exciting. Aye, right? Abbas?" Isabella turned to Abbas, asking for approval.

Abbas-with his plain-nodding head. "Yes, that's right" Abbas said calmly. "But I don't have a cell phone."

"Eh?" Isabella surprised. "You don't have a cell phone?" Abbas nodded his head again. "Isn't that bad?"

"It seems," Paul began to make a sound, to straighten out the awkwardness. "My students who don't have cell phones are Cherry, Koko, and Abbas. As for Colin, Jeddy, Nico, and Naomi, they have it."

"Geez, why did you just say that now, Paul?" Isabella squeaked her forehead. "Then, after returning from Barasta, I'll buy a cell phone for Cherry, Koko, and Abbas. I don't want either of us to have no means of communication, because cell phones are so important in this day and age." Isabella began to whisper into Paul's ear. "For the most part, I always use my phone to watch porn." Paul was astonished to hear that, he shifted his butt to stay away from Isabella. And Isabella laughed at Paul's reaction.

"Basic is shameless!" paul snapped at Isabella with annoyance.

Abbas was just pensive in confusion seeing Paul and Isabella acting strangely beside him. Abbas ignored him immediately.

"Ah, yes!" Isabella suddenly exclaimed, clapping her hand once. It seems like he got an interesting idea in his head. "As we wait for the helicopter to land in Barasta, how about we play an interesting game here!?"

Paul tried to predict it. "Must guess what again, right!? Not want! That's boring!"

"Not" Isabella tries to convince Paul. "This time is different, the game is more exciting than just guessing."

"Then what?" Paul raised his eyebrows, looking in disbelief.

"The king's game" Isabella said with a wink to Paul. "So" Isabella looked at Paul and Abbas in turn. "In this game, the rules are quite simple. Whoever becomes king, will have the special right to command others as he pleases." Isabella cleared her throat for a moment. "And how do you become king? It's so easy, we just have to take a stick that has a picture of the crown, which is incorporated with ordinary sticks in a glass. Incidentally," Isabella took something from under the chair. "I've prepared it."

Paul and Abbas took one stick in the plastic cup, and Isabella took one. Upon seeing, Paul was quite disappointed, as he got an ordinary stick, which had no pictures of anything on his body. Abbas is also experiencing the same thing. While Isabella was seen being giggled while her eyes focused on the stick she was holding.

"Hey," Isabella grinned by showing the steak she held to Paul and Abbas. "I got the king."

Paul and Abbas were wide-eyed, they both looked shocked by Isabella's luck. "Why can you get it that easy!?" Paul began to smell the scents of cheating in this game.

"Maybe it's hockey" Isabella said, licking her lips. "Well, put the sticks back in the glass" Paul and Abbas returned the sticks he held to the glass on Isabella's thigh. "Now, I'll think of something fun for both of you. Oh, my God, that's lucky, huh? This myself." Isabella giggled with happiness.

"Hurry now! Don't talk too much!" pinta Paul got Isabella straight to the point. "Be aware if you order us to do strange things! I'll choke you to death!"

"Then, I will also strangle your juniors in 'my lips' to explode inside."

"HURRY UP! GODDAMN SHIT!"

Isabella smiled a mischievous smile at him. "Alright," Isabella looked Paul and Abbas in the face with flushed cheeks. "I want you two" Isabella sighed. "Kissi~"

"DON'T BE CRAZY!" Paul immediately stood up from his chair and snapped at Isabella. "I WARNED YOU NOT TO TELL US TO DO STRANGE THINGS! AND YOU! EVEN DID! YOU DICK!"

Isabella held back her laughter while saying, "But, right, I'm the king here," Isabella smiled mockingly. "Whatever the king wants, must be fulfilled, otherwise you will be punished. And the punishment," Isabella whispered in Paul's ear. "...is having sex with Abbas."

"******** YOU!" Paul immediately grabbed the collar of Isabella's dress until the woman's face was close to him. "I DON'T WANT TO DO IT"

"Ah, don't-don't," Isabella immediately cut Paul's words. "You wanna do it with me, huh?"

"THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE! GODDAMN SHIT!" Paul took off the grip violently, causing Isabella to fall on her chair.

When the atmosphere was so hot, the pilot suddenly called out to them, "We have arrived at Barasta!" The pilot looked back. "We're going to land. Be prepared."

The helicopter also shot down from a height to the empty land, the sound of the propeller was really noisy, and caused a gust of wind that was large enough, until the trees swayed like a torn pickaxe. After the helicopter hit the ground, and the engine was turned off, the noise disappeared, inverted by the soothing chirping of seabirds.

"So this is it, huh? The town of Barasta," Isabella descends first from the helicopter, looking out at the view of the sea from where she stands. "It's impressive."