Cheat Awakening

"Boss, what should we do? Things don't look good. Should I prepare a retreat plan in case we lose?"

One of the gangsters, who seemed to have a good relationship with the boss, and was holding an assault rifle in his hand, watched as Myne and his gang beat the crap out of their comrades. Most of them had already started fleeing by pretending to be injured, letting Myne hit them, ensuring their boss couldn't fault them later. Unable to hold back, he leaned in and asked in a low voice.

"Shut up! What the hell are you talking about? Do you think we would lose to just two people, a dog and a flying baby whale, even with so many of us? What's the point of feeding them if they can't handle a handful of enemies despite having such a huge numerical advantage?"

The boss scolded his right-hand man, who not only wasn't fighting but was also trying to undermine his confidence. His words, surprisingly, proved effective, as the boss himself was starting to feel anxious.

However, although the boss scolded his right-hand man to maintain his confidence in his brothers, he had already begun formulating an escape plan.

After all, in the current situation, even a blind person could see that hard power lay at Myne's side, and their numerical advantage was rapidly diminishing as time passed. They had zero significance to turn the tide, and if nothing unexpected happened, his time in this world was nearing its end.

Just as the boss was about to call for more reinforcements, he noticed the mark he had left on Waffle was very close. This shouldn't have been possible, as his bedroom was locked, and there was no way Waffle could get out on his own.

Turning his head towards the mark's location in confusion, he found it in a dark corner of the ceiling at the back. Although he couldn't see anything in the darkness, he was confident in his abilities and didn't believe he was hallucinating due to nervousness.

His doubt was cleared when he looked at the bedroom and saw the door wide open, and the bed empty.

"F*ck!"

The boss stood up from his comfortable chair in shock, and disbelief, scaring the hell out of the few gangsters standing beside him, who didn't understand his sudden, strong reaction.

Without explaining anything, the boss hurriedly towards the bedroom. Waffle, who had been silently observing the boss's actions from above, immediately understood that he had been discovered. Instead of staying in place like an idiot and letting the boss use any trick to control him again, Waffle acted quickly.

As soon as the boss entered the bedroom, he flew over the heads of the gangsters who were fighting below and rushed out through the passage, escaping the hall.

Unaware that his ultimate weapon, on whom he had placed all his hopes, had escaped right under his nose, the boss quickly inspected the bedroom before going to the spot where Waffle had been hiding. He tried to sense the mark he had left on him to regain control but was dumbfounded to find that the mark's location was now outside the hall and moving rapidly away from the headquarters.

This information left the boss stunned, his brain momentarily frozen. He didn't know what to do. He couldn't go outside during the fight; if his men saw him missing or fleeing, they would stop fighting and run away faster than him.

Worse, if they realized his powerful pet, whom he relied on to bully them, had escaped, they would likely turn on him. Myne and his gang wouldn't even have to lift a finger before he got beaten to death.

"F*ck!"

As the universal law goes, often thing you least want to happen always does. Because the boss reacted so extremely, his most loyal men followed him. Upon seeing the empty bedroom, where he always kept his powerful monster, who only looked small and cute but more of a hooligan and bastard than them, they exclaimed in shock.

Seeing their boss's pale face, which looked as if it had lost all colour, it wasn't hard to understand that his trump card had escaped. Now, he had nothing left to change the situation.

Without a word, the gangsters behind the boss exchanged glances, tactically nodded, and the boss's right-hand man stepped behind him. Without warning, he swung his assault rifle, hitting the back of the boss's head hard, and knocking him out. He then raised the rifle towards the ceiling and fired a few shots, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

Myne, who was in the worst situation due to being the primary target, was relieved to see the fight temporarily stop. He bent down, placed his hands on his knees, and panted heavily.

If not for his strong willpower, he would have already collapsed to the ground. Although it sounded cool to swing a sword and hack through enemies, it consumed a lot of stamina—especially when enemies surrounded him from all directions, eager to land a hit, and he had to swing his sword nonstop without a moment to catch his breath.

"Everyone, our boss's bound beast has run away, and he's now knocked out. There's no need to fight these gentlemen anymore and put yourselves in danger. We have no grudge against them, so it's better to settle everything peacefully."

Hearing the man holding the assault rifle's words, all the gangsters looked at each other. Realizing that what he said made sense, they slowly backed off, leaving a large open area for Myne and the others.

"Are you all right?" The woman in red, who was literally soaking wet with blood from head to toe, as if she had just showered in it, came beside him and asked coldly.

"Huff, huff… if only you had asked that in a gentler tone, I might feel better," Myne spoke jokingly while standing up, wiping sweat from his forehead. He also tried to wipe the blood from her face, though it only made her face messier.

"Sorry, I can't waste my gentle tone on someone who gets tired so easily," She replied disdainfully, seeing how heavily Myne was panting.

"This is because I can't use my powers. Otherwise, I would have shown you how strong I am long ago," Myne retorted angrily, defending his dignity. But seeing her roll her eyes in disbelief, his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot in frustration. Sadly, he had no way to prove the truth of his words, so he could only ignore her and shift his anger elsewhere.

"Since you've dealt with your boss, and we've confirmed that my pet has run away, if you don't mind, we'd like to leave as well. Do you have any objections?" Myne asked coldly to the man holding the assault rifle, which made the other party frown.

The man didn't expect Myne, who was obviously the weakest among his team, to talk to him, the soon-to-be new boss of the gangsters, with such an arrogant tone.

However, just as he was about to teach Myne some manners ( now that there was enough space in the hall to use guns without risking friendly fire), he suddenly saw a small shadow fly out from the entrance passage and throw itself into Myne's arms. This made him swallow his anger and become humble.

He recognized the small shadow as none other than Waffle, who had been their nightmare, single-handedly beating down almost all the gangsters with his nearly god-level healing ability and relentless deadly attacks.

Which was understandable, as Myne had given him too many skills, which he shamelessly used as he wished. Being a divine beast, the thing he lacked least was mana, and most of his skills were low-level and didn't consume much.

Seeing that the opponent force had suddenly become too powerful to mess with, the soon-to-be boss threw aside his dignity and personally escorted Myne and his group out of their headquarters. None of the gangsters wanted to see their faces again.

...

"Do you have any idea how much trouble we went through to find you? And you were enjoying yourself here as if you were on vacation? You are asking for a beating, don't you?"

As they were walking out of the headquarters, Ted, who couldn't wait to share Waffle's dark deeds with everyone so they could unite and scold him, quickly told everything to Ocea, who repeated them to Myne, as he could only understand half of what Ted was trying to say. He still needed time to grasp the language completely.

After getting rid of the extra burden and while they were walking toward the apartment, Myne began scolding Waffle, who knew this was unavoidable when he first saw Ted. So, he simply accepted everything they were saying, his head lowered, trying hard to hold back a yawn.

He had gotten used to this level of scolding, which was nothing new to him. As for feeling guilty, that was a joke. How could he have such strong emotions for this kind of mistake, which he didn't even consider a mistake at all? It wasn't his fault that he had a better beginning and someone willing to provide him with a luxurious life, right?

"Hey, why are you silent? Say something!"

Myne, seeing that Waffle wasn't speaking the entire way and was only flying beside him with his head lowered, thought the other party was feeling guilty, so he softened his heart and patted his head.

"Just this time, I'm forgiving you because you were also a victim in this case. But remember, next time something like this happens, instead of being someone's slave, try to contact me or someone else or at least provide some kind of information so we know your situation."

"This time, thankfully, we had Ted's powerful nose, which helped me reach you and Ocea. Otherwise, I would have spent who knows how much time searching such a big city to find you. And in the worst-case scenario, if I couldn't find you in time and something happened, your mothers would have killed me for sure," Myne said with a hint of fear in his voice.

Although he already knew that a beating was inevitable when he got home, this was a thousand times better than facing them if something happened to Ted, Ocea, or Waffle.

He couldn't even imagine seeing their faces again with such bad news.

Waffle, Ocea, and Ted also understood that what they had done this time was too much, and all three of them could have lost their lives. So, they nodded with heavy expressions and promised never to poke their heads into any weird situation they didn't understand again."