Life is a Game (3)

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"Say, how's your preparation for the guild war, Emperor?" said he, leaning on the wooden bar with his eyes darted, filled with mockery.

The second party grunted, then answered, "for fuck's sake!" Showing no interest, he did not bother to batt his eyes.

It was the start of their conversation right after a case being concluded and the court dismissed. Aleksandr Vaas, acting as the prosecutor won the case, making the defendant serve an 8-months probation--- lower than the indictment, but still, in Shing Guanting's point of view, it was a loss on his side. The young man was as grumpy as a mad troll.

"How's our match-up this year? I believe it's 12-10 on my side. With that guild war, I suppose it's save to assume that it will be 13-10." Aleksandr snickered. Pouring salt onto the wounded troll. "It's a no brainer,"

"Would you just shut up?! I'm not going to talk about that shitty game in working hour." Shing hissed and dissed while packing his laptop.

"Oh... you're just salty,"

Right when Shing was about to give his rebuttal, Yuu--- Aleksandr's partner, interfered. "Stop it, Alek, can't you see that look? It's as if he's about to swallow you whole." 

But instead of making things better, he purposefully  irked Emperor's nerve even more with his sugarcoated talk. The Chinese man was nothing but ready to throw tantrum at any given time and place when the voice of Faysal--- one of the Justices, broke their verbal confrontation. He was still behind the bar, making summary before going back to his room. Putting down his pen, he stopped working to watch those noisy gentlemen from a high-up seat in the podium. Glaring with his ever judgmental brown eyes--- like an eagle on pry. 

"If you mongrels got nothing to do, then please take your shit out of this court room before I ask the stationed guards to kick your ass!" He said with a slight growl in his tone.

Shivering. Those lawyers certainly do not want to get into Faysal al-Hakim bin Akram's bad side--- not only him personally or him as Justice, but also his conglomerate family. His position is simply too high--- socially, legally, and economically speaking. So they left in hurry.

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Later at night, Shing went to a nearby pub, doing what lawyers best in doing--- lobbying. They might have bad blood in court, but outside, they can be buddy-buddy--- though Emperor did not like it one bit. Both Aleksandr and Shing brought their partner along. 

Aleksandr  with Yuu. 

Shing with Mstislav.

While the three gentlemen enjoying their booze, Mstislav who has almost zero tolerance towards alcohol pout and could order nothing but a glass of lemon water--- Shing bribed him with milkshake though.

As expected, changing the time and place does not change the topic brought by Aleksandr the Great--- a namesake given to Aleksandr Vaas by his colleagues and rivals--- and that is his achievements and prowess. He was basically bragging about all he has and done. Emperor on the other hand was trying his best not to lash out and break the crystal glass after holding it too tight. He was just nodding and gave annoyed smirk.

"Life is just like a game, y'know. Take the challenge, fullfil the objective, get the reward--- repeat."

"Mhm..."

"Soon after, you built your empire. Hold the control in the palm of your hand..." He continued with deep ambitious tone.

"..."

"---Like I did."

Emperor rolled his eyes and sighed in disdain. Looking away, avoiding eye contact with his narcissistic and arrogant colleague. "Of course you are."

"I have successfully conquered real world and virtual world! Floss is simply my second civilization. It captures my glory seamlessly!" He said, clenching his hand in the motion of punching the sky.

"Would you 住口 [shut up]!"

"You can feel the power... The ecstasy and thrill of controlling the life of your subjects..."

"Ugh... Fuck me!" Shing took a shot directly from the bottle. It was a precedent that the Emperor's Smile--- the alcohol beverage on his hand taste so bitter instead of sweet.

"He's salty. He's so... Salty." Yuu who sat next to Aleksandr giggled. He raised his cup as if accompanying Shing and drink it in one gulp.

Their bickering has not stopped. Seems like Emperor and Aleksandr required more than just one debate session. The bartender already got his portion of Emperor's cold shoulder, thus decided not to interfere nor raise his voice anymore--- just let them lashed out until they're satisfied, was what he thought. Trying to stop them proofed to be futile. The Latino bartender would rather use his energy for his other customers instead of spend it all to deal with those two barbarians. Yuu simply scoffed in the background--- enjoying the scene and free colossal drama unfolding right before his eyes. Meanwhile, Mstislav gave absolutely no shit about what was happening in his surrounding.

After finishing up his liquor, Shing took his leave. He left the bar together with highly-developed frown and a click on his tounge--- annoyed as hell.

"Oh? Leaving so soon? Come on, Emperor, let's enjoy the night together for old time's sake."

Shing threw his middle finger while gallantly walking towards the exit.

Once the grumpy Emperor left the bar, his sketchy companion raised his voice.

Eyes straight on the exit. Sitting on the round stool, he crossed his legs while his left elbow leaned on the bar. He looked so dandy if it was not for a glass of vanilla milk on his right hand.

"Do you know that in every game, there's a cheater or hacker?" He started. "Even IRL, you cannot help but thinking that--- 'oh he's cheating, he's in that position because of his family and connection', stuff like that. While in game, the variety of cheats depends on the type of the game--- skipping levels, unkillable, unlimited amount of ammo, unlimited money, etc."

"Quasi tu? [you're implying]?"

"Are you saying that you're the cheater?"

Aleksandr and Yuu inquired one after another.

Mstislav snickered and grin. Turning his head, he glared with his ever psychopathic glowing scarlet eyes, saying, "the guild war is not over yet,"

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