Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives

Chapter 507 Best Annoying Brother

Villain Ch 507. Best Annoying Brother

Shanty finally decided to break the thick silence that enveloped them. “Anyway,” she began, leaning forward slightly, her eyes fixed on Noah, “Do you have extra coins? I don’t have enough money to upgrade weapons.” Her words were straightforward.

Noah met her gaze with equal focus. “How much?” he asked, his voice steady. 𝓵𝓲𝓫𝙧𝙖𝙙.𝒄𝓸𝙢

“Maybe around 500 coins,” Shanty replied, the seriousness in her tone belying the relaxing market setting.

Noah exhaled a long breath. “Give me a moment,” he said. His expression remained focused as he navigated the intricate menus within the game. With a fluid sequence of gestures, he summoned his inventory, a holographic interface appearing in front of him. The inventory glowed with an array of items, weapons, and treasures accumulated through his countless adventures.

His gaze scanned the inventory, and with a precise selection, he clicked on a pouch of coins. The pouch materialized in his character’s hand, its weight seemingly felt through the screen. With deliberate movements, he opened the pouch, the metallic clinks of the coins resonating in the air. The gold and silver glimmered in the virtual light.

Noah handed the coins over to Shanty’s character. As he did so, the coins seemed to transcend the digital divide. He rolled his eyes, a hint of a grin playing at the corners of his lips as Shanty’s response echoed in his ears. “There. Happy?” he quipped, his voice carrying a mock tone laced with sibling banter.

In response, Shanty’s stern expression melted into a radiant smile. The tension that had previously etched her features vanished instantly. “Thanks! You are the best annoying brother in this world!” she exclaimed, a blend of happiness and jest evident in her words. With that, she swiftly turned on her heels and left, her character blending into the bustling market scene.

Noah stood his ground, a smirk lingering on his face as he watched Shanty depart. “Annoying brother, huh,” he muttered, feigning offense, though his eyes twinkled with amusement. He was about to move on when a voice, distinctly different from Shanty’s, reached his ears.

“Hey, Noah. Who’s that?” The voice was sweet, cutting through the din of the crowded market, and distinctly unlike Shanty’s more robust and assertive tone.

Noah turned to the source of the voice, his gaze landing on Sophia.

“Oh, she is my sister,” Noah responded in a casual tone. Unlike some of the other guild members like Liam and Darren, Noah and James were relatively laid-back. Sure, he did think Sophia was attractive, but they weren’t exactly her ardent admirers. They didn’t embody the classic heroism of players like Elio, yet sometimes they found themselves swayed by the vibe of their friends.

Sophia was taken aback. “Why didn’t you ever tell us? We could have invited her to the guild!” she exclaimed. She knew it was impossible, considering Shanty’s level fell below the guild’s minimum requirement, making it unlikely for her to keep up with the guild’s activities. Nevertheless, Sophia wanted to convey a sense of concern.

“Nah, she’s not really into gaming. She’s probably just messing around. She’ll get bored pretty soon,” Noah replied nonchalantly, accompanied by a casual shrug. His tone carried a tinge of condescension, expressing doubt about Shanty’s level of commitment to the game.

“Oh, I see,” Sophia replied simply, a nonchalant yet curious tone in her voice.

“Are you alone?” Noah inquired, noticing the absence of Sophia’s usual companions who often accompanied her. He glanced around, half-expecting to spot Elio and the other friends surveying the market or checking out various stalls.

“I’m by myself. I’m actually looking for someone,” Sophia responded, maintaining a casual and upbeat demeanor in her voice.

“Allen?” Noah guessed, putting the pieces together. He had picked up on the fact that Allen was probably the only person who could evoke such a reaction from Sophia. Her obsession with him was no longer a secret and was quite apparent to everyone in the guild.

The moment Noah mentioned Allen’s name, it wasn’t hard to notice the shift in Sophia’s demeanor. Her expressions and gestures instantly revealed her feelings towards Allen, a secret that had become a well-known fact among the guild members.

“Yeah. A guild member told me he spotted Allen walking around here. But I couldn’t find him,” Sophia replied, her voice slightly tinged with frustration. She glanced around the market, hoping to catch sight of Allen, but he was nowhere to be seen.

“That’s a bummer,” Noah uttered in a disappointed and somewhat flat tone, expressing his own mild regret for not being able to locate him.

“Yeah, it is a shame. I just wanted to have a chat with him,” Sophia mentioned casually, emphasizing that her intentions weren’t more than that – at least not to Noah’s knowledge.

Noah’s response echoed a similar sentiment, “Me too.” However, he was fully aware of the deeper undertones behind Sophia’s desire to talk to Allen.

Sophia’s surprise was evident when Noah echoed her desire to find Allen. His response was unexpected since Noah hadn’t seemed particularly invested in the quest to find Allen. Sophia’s confusion was palpable, and she couldn’t help but ask Noah about his sudden interest.

“You too?” she repeated in disbelief, turning her attention squarely to Noah, seeking clarification. She was taken aback, as Noah’s seemingly newfound interest in meeting Allen seemed rather out of character.

Noah responded with a sly smile, his expression full of underlying intention. “Yeah. I just want to have a little chat about one or two things. No intentions to offend him, of course,” he explained, maintaining a sense of mystery in his response.

Curiosity got the better of Sophia as she probed further, eager to understand Noah’s sudden intrigue. “Talk about what?” she inquired, genuinely puzzled by the nature of the conversation Noah was contemplating with Allen.

With a mischievous glint in his eye, Noah decided to keep the mystery alive, adding a touch of secrecy to the situation. “That’s a secret,” he said, putting his index finger to his lips in a playful gesture, indicating there was more to the discussion than he was willing to reveal at that moment.