I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

“You are delusional!” I finally managed to stir her arrogant nature, “do you think you were the only one working his as* in this damn apocalypse? My forces are so large to exceed one hundred thousand strong fighters!”

One hundred thousand… Not bad, yet not even close to my own forces that were over three hundred thousands and were increasing as we speak.

“You have a decent force,” I said and she shifted her eyes away, acting as if she was saying: I know it already. “But it’s still lower than mine.”

“You…”

“My forces are way better, far larger than yours,” I showed off, “anyway my advice to you is to not hurriedly expand there. You don’t control enough to secure everything you’ll gain.”

“I know what I’m doing.”

“Just listen,” she was as stubborn as that bastard, the jumper, “if you expand in a haste and without a strong foundation, you’ll end up stretching out your forces.”

“I can handle any enemy no matter which race it is!”

Damn that arrogance! I looked at her and all I could see was pure challenging eyes, loudly declaring they wouldn’t give in to any of my words.

“You hold your own fate within your hands,” I wouldn’t force her to do what she didn’t want. I didn’t have such power over her to do that. “But don’t run at me later crying, complaining about what happened and regretting not listening to me.”

“I won’t do that! Never!!” as a lioness she roared and I could only sigh. Right now, this rash and stupidly stubborn version of her told me why she failed to conquer that angel.

“When are you going to return back?” I felt the need to get as far away from her as possible. What if stupidity was contagious? Damn! I already had one stupid fool by my side. Adding one wouldn’t help at all.

“I won’t,” yet she gave me such an unexpected answer. As she waved a few strands of her long hair off her shoulders, she added: “I won’t let my man face all these hardships alone.”

“I don’t need protection,” it was my time to roar back as I added, “and I’m not your man!”

“You are as long as I said it,” she acted in a weird way, “I never met a man in my life and failed to get him once I made up my mind.”

“What?!!”

“What? Did you think you were the first man in my life? Come on! There is a long row before you!”

“F*ck off!”

“Yeah, I like dirty words at bed,” she laughed and I didn’t know what to do but to think about throwing her off my chariot.

“You b*tch! You dare to call me a fool?!!”

Just at this moment, and for the first time ever, that damn jumper appeared at the perfect moment. He came running like a sheeta, jumping off the stairs while shouting like this.

“Who the hell are you?”

“Hilary, this is my jumper,” I introduced the two before retreating a few steps behind and watched the show.

I even took out one piece of meat and one liquor, and started to slowly eat and drink while amusingly watching this fiery clash.

“Oh, so you are that loser who kept trailing me,” Hilary laughed and the jumper’s eyes behind his mask were this close from going on fire.

“I’ll kill you!”

“I dare you to do that!”

“F*cking b*tch!” He did what he threatened to do. The next moment his fist was blocked a few inches away from her face by her fist.

“Don’t try to bite something you can’t chew,” she said in a low tone before a gale of wind appeared. The next moment I noticed her hair shining in bright azure light before a shockwave erupted all of sudden with her body as a centre.

“Damn!” The jumper was thrown like a broken kite in the wind. He fiercely landed on my chariot, stopped only by my great ballistae.

“Don’t damage my toys,” I said in warning.

“You are shameless! How can you stand idle like this while your girl is getting beaten up?!”

“You aren’t my girl!”

“What the f*ck… Where is Karoline?” The jumper jolted on his feet while looking around, “what happened to her?”

“She… Got something wrong and now is trying to cool down,” I said but that Hilary laughed shortly before saying:

“Don’t listen to him… She just saw us kissing while he…” she moved her hands over her chest as if she didn’t know where to place them. That b*tch! Was she trying to frame me as well with that jumper? F*ck!”

“I always knew you were a playboy!” the jumper’s tone told me how enraged he was, “since day one when I watched all the beauties on your side I knew it. You are as bad as this b*tch, you two deserve each other!”

“Wait!” I shouted yet that jumper flashed fast, jumped off the chariot.

“What’s wrong with that dude?” As I stood there speechless, watching him running as far away from me as possible, that distasteful tone of hers came to really make me mad.

“Go out,” I simply waved my hand, and the interface of the chariot came forth. I selected her name and turned her into a hostile and unwanted person here.

The next moment something flashed and the floor of the chariot showed a strange motion. She was kicked off into the air out of the blue while she screamed as she fell to the ground.

“I’ll kill you!” she screamed and her threats didn’t move me at all. I was used to hearing such empty and useless threats from that jumper.

Damn! First was Karoline and then this jumper… What the hell was wrong with this Hilary?

She was a disaster! Literally disaster walking on the ground!!

[I’m going to bring Karoline back] out of nowhere, this message popped up from the jumper, [Better to have this b*tch gone before I come or else…]