Lahat ng Kabanata ng THE BENEFACTOR (English): Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

Jana eyed the vending machine with a weirded-out expression. She asked Denise for a jacket, since the weather dropped suddenly in the game center. This drop of temperature is not unexpected for those who are staying in the dorms. 'Why is there rows of jackets sold inside this vending machine?' Truly makes her wonder what else are sold in vending machines in the game center. The price is not cheap. Jana sighed as she slip herself into the warm jacket. 'Now on to that dinner I was promised...' A loud zoom went past her ear. The wind swept her hair up and then it stopped abruptly. Exhaust bellowed on her face. The smell is not too bad. Not. too. bad. Jana knew nothing about motorcycles. But it doesn't take two on two to notice the shiny exterior of the big bike in front of her. Sleek, and full of vigor. 'Why does it has to be green though?' "Hey, are you Player Jana?" A haughty voice asked. It came from the girl mounting the big bike. She took off her helme

‘Vivien, allow me to clarify. I have to look for a man with violet eyes, white long hair and a dragon tattoo on his back?’ Jana was surrounded by raucous men and flapping noises— all coming from rows of table where they're playing cards. Those requirements are hard to miss. The pale hair should be a dead giveaway about who is his mission target for this instance. The problem is, she can't find the man. The gamblers were all hiding their heads in a hoodie. Gambling is an offense in this setting. It's a capital offense in this country. So Jana is in a situation that may lead her to death. Instantly. 'Is Ezekiel... really inside this task world?' Vivien issued a happy nod. "Yes, host! I can detect his life force when we entered the world. There shouldn't be any mistakes." Jana doesn't know how Ezekiel managed to do it, but he hijacked Vivien's membrane and changed all of her data. The system malfunction was all his doing. It could be said that Ezekiel created a system of his own.

Jana later found out that she can't look to the actual gambling table. It was too far from her position and neither of her seatmates has a great view. She regret spending 12 golds just for it."Ah, I think Kiel is up in the next round."Jana spat the sunflower seeds out of her mouth and directly to the trash bin prepared to the side. She tried to stand but the people behind her started to complain."Hey! All I can see is your big head! Sit down!""What is she standing up for?""Is she waiting for an honorary mention or something?"Jana sat back on her seat with a pinch of annoyance in her gut. 'Why do we have to pay for this kind of treatment?' She began to look around for any suspicious individual— although there's no one 'normal' and 'decent' looking in their situation with all of their covered heads and back."Hey, girl." The woman beside her noticed the pendant dangling on her waist. Jana swore inside. She immediately hid the pesky little thing and waited her to continue. "That ma

"Welcome to my house."Jana entered Kiel's abode with expectations that exceeded the heavens. And she was mistaken. What awaits her is not gold bars and lavish furniture but a simple studio type apartment with one bed and no chairs for eating below the kitchen counter. "Hold on... this is where you live?""Kiel is always on the run. What do you expect? Castles and shit?" Spencer took the bed for himself while the owner prepares them a drink by the kitchen. "Boy got no time for that. Anyway, did you hear something from the rest?""They said the queen wants her husband's illegitimate child be killed." Kiel greeted Jana with a wince. "It's okay. She can't find me."She had to double take and sit quietly on the floor. "You mean... the one who alerted Spencer about the raid is the king himself?"Spencer sighed noisily. "Now that they saw your face, Jana, you need to stick with us now. For your own safety. To answer your question, no, it's not the king but one of his men."'Protecting you i

Houston's mother had arrived, and her lipstick was a bit smudged. She knows, just like the back of her hand, how her own mother chooses to mess around with younger men. Including the gardener.The old woman just can't resist kissing the poor lad first before she proceeded to the threshold. "Where's the pruning man?"Houston eyed her walking aimlessly down the first floor of the house. She was perched on the railings of the second floor landing, waiting patiently for the woman to raise her head.And she did."Oh... you." She smiled faintly. "Hi, darling. Have you eaten?""Yes, mama."The old woman cackled. Her eyes tear up while she walks towards Houston. "I didn't give birth to a computer-generated toy. Where's your pa?"Houston felt a pinch of something uncomfortable in her chest. She looked down yet saw nothing on it. 'Have I developed a heart disease? That can't be.'"Father is resting, old woman." She hushed down her own voice. "He told me to send him hot tea at two. You're too ea