Bored Gamer in Other World

"I am 1,373,109 years old." The city lord replied.

"Really?" I was shocked at her answer. I thought that this woman was 18 at most but when I heard her response, I almost stumbled in my steps.

The fuck!

I immediately felt something wrong as I turned around to look at Iris.

"Undress and suck my cock." I tested promptly but my supposed to be doll just stood there with a calm expression on her face.

"It seemed that you're not as stupid as you look, my dear Shaman." A cold voice rang out before the figure in my front disintegrated into jigsaws of flames until it totally died out after one breath.

"Show yourself!" I called for the bitch. If indeed the figure she gave me was her real age in this world, then I was probably very optimistic on pulling a fast one unto this seasoned expert.

I was having a quandary on whether to go back now and plan again or go out in a blaze of glory under her hands later on. In the end, I decided to hear her out and go with the flow right now.

"The medicine you used on my flame summon was truly effective, Shaman. If I had used it on my true body, then I would indeed be controlled by you, without question.

Tell me how you created that mysterious liquid and I will set you free." a new form re-emerged from nothing and her speed was so quick that it appeared she just sprouted in an instant.

The city lord was displaying the fact of the gap of our power. Clearly showing me the disparity of our strengths.

As if to tell me that she could take my life with but a moment. This would indeed be effective if I was one who feared death and loved to hang on to life. Sad for her, I dread none of those. HAHAHA!

"So you were acting in a play all this time. And to use a summon for my lowly self. You really are worthy of your age, city lord." I said calmly as I focused my eyes on the image of Iris.

I don't know if this was her real body or not but I cared nothing for whatever it may be. So I lost. Damn this bitch!

Not like this would be the last chance I'd get on standing this close before this cautious adversary.

"Good try, Shaman. Did you expect me to end your pitiful life for such deliberate disrespect? You are too ignorant if you think that mere words can rouse my temper, young Shaman."

The city lord smiled eerily at my pathetic attempt.

"So what now?" I asked after I crossed my arms on my chest. My disdain even brought forth a wider smile from the lovely woman before me.

"Now you will tell me the formula of how to create that liquid or… you shall know the real meaning of pain, my dear Shaman."

The city lord said at last and I did not wait any further for the advent of her promise. It was stay and be tortured or get out of there fast to redo another day at my leisure. Easy choice. HAHAHA!

* * *

"You still have one more patient left to see, Master Clone No. 9,364,711,813,098." I heard the familiar words rang in my ears.

I looked around and saw Sister Roselyn along with Aurora beside me. And in our front was the beautiful yet cold mien of the city lord.

"Greetings, City Lord!" Sister Roselyn was the first one to react and properly treated the newcomer with profound respect.

"I know why you've come, city lord." I did not put out my cool cap this time to cover my baldness but instead let a bloody mane sprout over my head for everyone to see.

"Oh… Tell me, Shaman. Why am I here?" the city lord asked after I grew a long scarlet hair which draped over my shoulders and down unto my back.

"The curses ran rampant on the 15th." I responded that brought an upsurge of heat in my body and with just a blink of an eye,

I noticed that I was once again bald from head to toe but this time, my bare nakedness was shown to the gathered females around me.

"SO BIG!" the murmured alarm of Sister Roselyn didn't go unnoticed in my ears. HAHAHA!

"Do you believe me now, city lord?" I asked casually as I waved out another set of the same robes I had earlier.

Although I did not possess a storage ring right now but what I had was much better than what the bitch has.

It provided more than four million square feet of area in the luxury of my battle suit which stored most of my needs within the space technology installed inside.

If not for humanity's progress in space and matter reduction which brought forth teleportation and beaming devices,

then I would have arrived in this world for billions of years longer and not a mere ten years of travel time only. This was all too expected because of the trillions of galaxies I've passed in my voyage.

"Come with me." The city lord said as she hurried off to exit the premises. She was so sure that I was the prey and didn't even care to think of my opinion on the matter. Exactly like last time. HAHAHA!

The cunt never changed.

"Stay here, Aurora." I addressed one of the still bending women. 

"Yes, master."

"Thank you for your help today, Sister Roselyn. I will come back later." I said to the veiled woman of faith.

"Please be more respectful of the city lord, Master Clone. She is…"

"I'll be fine. See you later, Sister Roselyn." I replied after she didn't continue her words. I knew more about the city lord than all the people in this city combined.

This was an evil witch. What more do I have to know? HAHAHA! I walked out of the place of healing and saw the carriage that awaited me outside.