Chapter 15 Ex-Knight Commander Dumped by His Wife (8)

Ex-Knight Commander Dumped by His Wife (8)

Isaac had been playing Gacha for a long time, but he had never seen a notification like this before.

A little nervous, he read the message, then raised his hand and shouted.

“Free! Free!”

“What’s that?”

“It says I have a free spin gacha! You don’t mind if I spin it, do you? I’ll make it last, please.”

Like a child begging for a snack, Isaac shows the hostess the screen of his phone and begs, “Please, can I!? Can I!?”.

Indeed, the word “free” is written on the screen in a small standard font with a black background.

The hostess checked everything before and after and sighed.

“This is the last one, right?”

“Yes, yes!!”

Isaac raises his two fingers into the air.

“It's hopeless,” Desnos said, putting his hand to his face.

Then Isaac puts his phone on the counter and takes a deep breath.

He claps his hands together, points to heaven, makes a cross, praises the name of God as much as he can think of, stares at his right index finger, and pours all his feelings and desires into it.

An extraordinary light burned brightly in his eyes.

Desnos, unable to understand Isaac’s desperation, called out timidly.

“Is it really that important?”

“My life is at stake.”

“More than what happened to Mina?”

“It doesn’t compare.”

Desnos had nothing more to say.

Isaac repeated, “Please, please…” took another deep breath and gently touched the screen of his phone.

There were no game-like effects on the screen. It just read [Now loading…] in white text on a black background.

Isaac clasped his hands over his head and closed his eyes tightly.

“Hey, something came up.”

The hostess called.

In the upper left corner of the black background screen, a series of small white letters appeared without a sound.

[You will die in a state of GOD’S GRACE.]

“Is this a win? Or a loss?”

The hostess and Desnos looked at each other.

Then there was a loud thud.

Isaac fell and sprawled on the ground.

His eyes and mouth were wide open as if he had died instantly.

The hostess and Desnos approached and slapped Isaac’s face from both sides.

“Hey, Isaac? Isaac!”

Isaac did not respond to the hostess’s call.

But his mouth moved in small movements. He was mumbling something.

When Desnos put her ear close to his, Isaac took a deep breath. And,

“GG rare—com——ing!”

Isaac thrusts out both hands, blows Desnos away, and screams.

With the biggest smile he’s had in the last three months, he pumps his fist repeatedly and says, “Yes! Yes!”.

“What are you so happy about? Hey?”

Desnos, with a vein in his forehead, grabs Isaac by the neck.

Isaac hugs him and slaps him happily on the back, not caring about Desnos’s anger.

“No way? GG rare! GG rare! I hit it! I got it! Seriously! I have a glimmer of hope!”

Desnos, who has no knowledge or interest in this kind of game, looked at him like he was looking at an alien.

The hostess picked up Isaac’s phone and stared at the text on the screen.

“GG rare. ‘God’s Grace’. God’s Grace (神の恩寵)….”

Then she asked Isaac, who was still dancing and shaking Desnos’s hand.

“Hey, what do you mean you saw hope?”

Isaac turns to the hostess as he gyrates and dances.

“Yes? Oh, it’s a possibility, a possibility.”

“Possibility? To get your throne back?”

“I don’t want it.”

“Punch Lovecraft in the face?”

“Not interested.”

“Then what the hell do you mean by possibility?”

Isaac stopped dancing and looked at the faces of Desnos and the hostess. Then his goofy face changed completely, and he smiled a fierce smile he had never shown before.

“A possibility to kill Mina, the strongest on the continent.”

At that moment, Isaac’s entire body erupted with a frozen killing spirit.

A thunderous roar echoed through the room.

Murderous intent and a roar.

The two pressures made the hostess and Desnos involuntarily take a step or two back.

All their nerves were glued to Isaac.

But only for a moment.

Isaac returned to his goofy face and began to dance with a strange twirling motion.

Still, Desnos couldn’t stop the cold sweat from running down his neck.

“[You will die in a state of GOD’S GRACE]. You will die in the grace of God?”

The hostess muttered to herself and called to Isaac.

“Isaac.”

“Yes?”

“Take care; have a nice trip.”

Isaac looks at the beautiful, ageless smile of the hostess, but then smiles.

“Yes, I’m leaving.”