Endless Debt

Chapter 1658 - 126: Melancholy

In Bologue’s eyes, Serey’s image had always been absurd. Clearly a noble member of the Undead, yet he spent his days lingering in nightclubs, entangled in the arms of women, and every so often leaping into the center of the dance floor to showcase his pole dancing skills.Bologue had the fortune of witnessing it once; before that, he thought Serey was joking with him. But when Bologue saw this well-defined muscular guy spinning rapidly with his legs wrapped around a slender pole, he couldn’t help but feel his worldview shatter.

Serey cheered and spun, seamlessly sprinkling flowers and drinks down below, stirring the crowd to cheers. Men and women called out his name.

"Serey!"

"Serey!"

Amid the revelry, Bologue stood there with a stiff face, out of place.

It wasn’t that Bologue deliberately wanted to ruin the atmosphere; others didn’t understand Serey, but Bologue did. Thinking about this heavily made-up, handsome, yet somewhat ridiculous guy, who was once a Night Race Lord, Bologue felt an inexplicable sense of absurdity, as though the entire world had gone mad.

After the absurdity, what surged in Bologue’s heart was no longer surprise but a faint trace of sorrow.

Serey’s story, Bologue had heard many times. He knew a lot about him, yet no matter how it was told, it was always a story from other people’s mouths, never the reality unfolding before his eyes.

Now, reality had come, and Bologue felt an indescribable bitterness.

Serey, Serey Villeries, he had personally buried himself within the Eternal Night Empire, becoming the greatest rebel and hero of that era, only to transform into this current state over the long years.

To be honest, Bologue found it difficult to associate these two entirely different experiences with the same person, much less imagine what kind of events a person must go through to experience such a significant life transformation.

All along, it was like an unsolved mystery hovering in Bologue’s mind.

Until Serey began to tell his story with Aisha, until a few moments ago, after he bid farewell to Olivia in the Butcher’s Pit...

"Ha...how strange!"

On the run, Bologue inexplicably laughed, and his laughter caught Palmer’s attention.

Palmer asked, "Is the pressure getting to you?"

As Bologue’s partner, Palmer understood Bologue very well, perhaps even beyond Aimou.

Palmer knew that whenever Bologue made unusual jokes or laughed endlessly, it meant that his stress levels had reached their peak, and he needed to joke about something to relieve it.

Bologue said, "No, I just thought of something funny."

"What was it?"

Palmer was full of curiosity.

"Serey," Bologue said with a grin, cutting through the obstacles in front of him with his sword, shredding the heavy bricks and Bloodthirsty alike, "Don’t you think he looked quite handsome just now?"

Bologue mimicked as he laughed, "Just like a movie scene, ’You guys go ahead, I’ll hold them off.’"

Palmer frowned. Of course, he knew the movie scene, but Palmer still found it hard to understand Bologue’s humor. He couldn’t comprehend what was so funny in such a moment.

"So, what?"

"So, when you think about how handsome he looked just now and then think of him pole dancing..."

Bologue tried desperately to hold his breath, to keep from laughing out loud.

One must admit, the two are indeed partners. On such matters, they share the same sense of humor. Palmer first paused, then, like Bologue, tried to hold his breath. Unfortunately, his control was significantly less than Bologue’s, and laughter leaked out in bits and pieces.

Palmer apologized, "Serey, I’m really sorry!"

It was indeed shameful that after Serey mustered such courage and sacrificed himself, the two of them couldn’t be grateful but laughed instead.

"What are you guys talking about?"

Olivia peeked at the two of them. She knew they were talking about Serey but couldn’t understand the insider lingo.

"Nothing, nothing."

Bologue shook his head repeatedly. The relationship between Serey and Olivia had just seen a little improvement, and he didn’t want to ruin the image of Serey in Olivia’s mind.

Bologue sighed, "To be honest, I’ve always felt that someone like Serey is straight out of a comedy movie."

"Yes, it’s rare for someone to endure such a twisty life and still keep such an absurd appearance."

Wei’Er, lying on Bologue’s head, said, "Even among the many undead at the Undying Club, Serey’s mental state is rather sound."

In the Undying Club, some undead were scattered across the world, residing in their abodes, while others concentrated within the club itself. Some chose to slumber long to reach a distant future, but others, like Samuel who longed for tranquility, felt that their long lives had warped their minds, thus choosing to sleep in isolation from the world.

For this reason, although there are many undead in the Undying Club, there are truly not many whose mental states were healthy and capable of working. Serey was one of them, which might be why he was later selected by Sai Zong to become a bartender.

"Hmm? Bologue, why do you look a bit sad?"