The Slayers
Chapter 183 (Season 4)
Alan has arrived at his house. In his old home. Alex and Norga decide to stay at Alan's house, because they are missing and closer. Johan, the twins, and Cindy decide to return to the Academy.
"I'm home!" Said Alan who had just opened the door. The only one who greeted him was Alex. Alex is currently playing his phone.
"So long, it's late."
"Yaaa.... I ate there."
"Aren't you eating anymore?"
"Of course."
Alex shook his head. Alex is still wondering, how can Alan's body be in good shape. What with being a Special, body shape can be maintained easily? Her thought.
"Where's Norga? You sleeping?"
"Yes."
"If you sleep too."
"What about you, brother?"
Alan took off his jacket and threw it on the sofa. Alan stepped into the kitchen and opened the door with the inscription 'warning'.
"You go to sleep, I still have business."
"Rushan? Brother wants to concoct potions at this hour?" Alex frowning. Every time Alan concocted the potion, the result would not be good. Every time Alan concocted the potion, there would definitely be an explosion, then the neighbors would come to protest.
"Just relax, Alex, I'll be careful not to have an explosion."
"Ehhh... Not want the potion to succeed or not, will explode huh?"
"In that case, not all potions explode during the process. Some special herbs would not produce any explosive effects. The one I concocted this time, was a very different herb to the others. When the process is successful, there will be no explosion."
"Good then," Alex was finally relieved and thought that he and Norga could sleep peacefully tonight. Suddenly, he came to his mind a question.
"If it fails, how is it?"
That question made Alan stop closing the door. Then he smiled casually.
"If we fail, we will die."
"Oh, dead.... Wait..."
Before Alex regained consciousness, Alan immediately slammed the door. From inside, there was a mechanical sound in the ears.
Alex was currently unable to speak, let alone shout. What is, his breath is not care at this time. Alan's words 'we're going to die' kept ringing in his head.
Alex can walk like a zombie. Without life, without energy, and without hope.
Alex has arrived in the room. The sound of the door slightly woke Norga up. Alex throws himself into the bed, and wakes Norga up completely.
"Eugh.... Why are you, brother? Lemes is so."
"You know what, Norga? Maybe today we'll die."
Norga who was still gathering lives, immediately opened his eyes wide in shock.
"No," Alex shook his head while drowning his face in the bed.
"What's going on?"
"Sir Alan will concoct the potion."
"Certain why? Isn't it often?" Norga is confused by Alex's unusual reaction.
"This time, if we fail, we'll die..."
Norga immediately laughed out loud.
"That's it, I guess why. Besides, Alan's brother couldn't have failed, right?"
"You sure?"
"Err.." Norga recalled the times when there were many successive explosions. Alan was always out with dust all over his body. Not only that, it smells bad.
"Nature..." Norga just felt what Alex felt. He was lying on the bed with a blank look.
"How's this? Are we going to heaven?"
"Let's see, I can only hope that I can see Cindy's face one last time."
'Cindy keep anjrit...'
"Hahhhh, stop... Just trust Alan."
"... Sure you are, Norga?"
"...fifty percent?"
Alex did not answer. In his heart, he chose to believe in Alan. Because of his trust in Alan, he could be at this stage. Alan is the one who made him a Special, close to Cindy, and can get into the elite Academy in Indonesia.
Because Alex and Norga believe, their dreams can be achieved...
***
"Alex, Alex, Alex! Wake up!"
Alex was shocked by the sound in his ears. He woke up with saliva still flowing from the edge of his mouth.
"Well, finally wake up. Now take a shower."
"Eh, is it dead?"
"Hahahaha, gajadi. Now let's take a shower, late."
Alex got up and took a towel and went straight to the bathroom. Alan looked at the behavior of his adoptive sister.
"So it's dead..." Alan muttered softly, while holding a bottle of potion filled with black liquid. Alan looked at the liquid seriously. The liquid, looking back at Alan. Instantly, 'they' went crazy. 'They' tried to break down the glass bottle, but Alan immediately put it into the Inventory.
"The dead are not us, but the five of them." Alan then left the room with a creepy little laugh.