DOOMED TO BE A VILLAIN

Chapter 70 CHAPTER 70: THE PLOT THICKENS

"What can I help you with, Sir?" she asked her every word dripping professionalism. It was obvious that this was not the first time she had asked this question and had probably done it a few thousand times.

"This place is where the Imperium League members get treated if they suffer injuries in gates, correct?" Davies got straight to the point.

The red-haired woman immediately straightened up the moment she heard his question, though his aura had been quite subtle, this question let her know that he was a big fish who at least had a relationship with an Imperium league member.

Little did she know that she was speaking not to a big fish, but to the biggest fish in the sea known as Imperium.

"Yes, that is correct," the red-haired attendant answered.

"Good, I don't have to search somewhere else," Davies muttered.

"Tisha Nancy… what room?" Davies asked in a flat tone, not really inclined towards any small talk at this moment.

"Please hold on a minute, let me check," she replied and quickly turned her focus to the computer and began operating it to search for the required information.

A few seconds later she began to say some words with her eyes on the screen,

"Tisha Nancy, 17-year-old Mega, recently admitted after getting out of a gate at 4:05am this morning," she spoke and looked up at Davies to look for any traces of confirmation, but there was no need for that as Davies's voice rang through her ears.

"I asked for her room number, not her information, I already know that much," Davies replied immediately with a raised eyebrow, but there wasn't a trace of annoyance in his tone… yet.

"Oh, sorry,"

"She's at ward F, room 69," the redhead quickly apologized and told Davies the room number.

'So, F 69… seriously what's it with this number 69 popping up everywhere?" Davies thought amusedly, but outwardly he asked the redhead another question,

"I don't suppose you have some sort of map for this place, also if you can point me in the direction of a gift store, that'd be nice." Davies had no plans of going around like a lost puppy looking for directions to a room when he could easily ask somebody, of course, he could ask someone else once he started searching, but he was naturally antisocial and would rather not talk to strangers if he could help it.

"Uhh… it's that way, there are pointers along the way that will direct you towards the correct ward," she said as she pointed in the direction of a long hallway that led to the inner areas of the hospital.

"As for the room, I'm pretty sure you know math," due to being pressed hard at work, she was quite stressed and a bit of her personality slipped out from her professional demeanor, just like the color of her hair, it was quite fiery.

"Hmmm… quite spunky, are you?" Davies's eyebrow rose again as he looked at her with slight amazement.

Normally most people wouldn't even be able to speak back at him once he was feeling quite anti-social and his icy aura was acting up and making him seem unapproachable, but she was different.

"I quite like it… now I don't feel like leaving," the corner of his lips slightly tilted up due to finding another interesting person.

"But unfortunately, I have to, duty calls," Davies turned away and began walking away.

This place belonged to him anyway, he could always come back for anything that caught his eye, this was his thought process as he began to walk down the hallway, navigating through the hallways and following the directions that were quite easy to follow as they were at every junction.

Luckily, he had managed to find a gift shop that had both flowers and fruits.

As he'd rather be caught dead than caught holding something romantic like a flower, he didn't even spare the flowers a glance and quickly bought a basket of fruits and a card that he stuffed into it.

After paying for the basket of fruits and the card, he continued on his way toward room 69 of ward F.

A few minutes later, he arrived in front of a door that was as white as everything else in this corridor. Not hesitating, he pushed the door open and walked in.

The first thing that came into view was an unconscious Tisha as she lay down peacefully on the patient bed, the next thing he saw was Teresa who sat on the chair as she went through her phone… or at least she did until Davies came in.

Finally, his eyes fell upon the third person who sat in the room. It was a cute little kid that had dark blue hair, he was also seated on the couch, but he was using Teresa's lap as a pillow as he held a book above his face and read. He had also looked up to see who had entered the room.

"Davies darling, you're handsome again today," she called out with a teasing tone as she immediately recognized him as he came in.

'Woman, when did we get so familiar with each other, also I'm handsome every day,' Davies replied inwardly as he stared at her with an "Are you okay in the head?" face.

"Who's the kid?" Davies asked in a flat tone, though inwardly, he already knew the answer, after all his appearance was obviously similar to the girl lying unconscious on the bed.

"This is Romero, Tisha's little brother," Teresa explained, pointing at the dark blue-haired boy that was using her lap as a lap pillow.

Romero was looking at Davies with appraising eyes as he literally scanned him from head to toe, Davies had already noticed this and was doing the same, but not as obviously as Romero, he had more experience after all.

Davies already had a good impression of the kid due to his cautious attitude, which was abnormal for a kid his age, but then Miya spoke,

[Strange…]

'What's strange?' Davies asked immediately.

[The kid… his fate value is unusually high] Miya replied.

'Wait… You mean he is a fated protagonist?' Davies was stupefied at the thought.

[No… his fate value still falls a bit short of a fated protagonist… but it's high enough to be a high-level companion, almost something like what people would call a second protagonist] Miya explained and dampened down his alertness.

'It's that high?' he asked as he was still quite stupefied at the thought.

[Also, just like Lee Jung last week, his fate value is untapped, meaning he has not yet gotten his fated opportunity]

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