A long flight

Although Ambrogio looked as if he was extremely reluctant to do such a thing, it was actually an easy decision. "Sure, not that it'd be of any use to me anyway. My demonic language proficiency is not that great to read everything in it. And I don't think I have any reason to go back to that world after tonight." He replied and tossed him the book. Since he was not going to trap someone in the nether realm anymore, he had no use of it.

"Thanks," Addison said as he kept the book close. "Ambrogio, did something happen in the nether realm?" He suddenly asked Ambrogio.

"Oh, was it that apparent from my face?" He laughed.

"Well, it does look rotten," Addison replied.

"Hmm. The thing is…" Ambrogio took the time to explain about the sword in Tanya's possession back in the nether world.

"I see. Anyway, thanks for the spell book, man. Appreciate it." Addison bowed his head.

"That's fine. I'm gonna go sleep then." Ambrogio left, feeling quite happy that he could help in some way.

"Okay, have a nice sleep." He waved goodbye and entered into deep thought. "Interesting. A sword that glows so much that it actually dissipated the nether particles. How did Tanya create such a weapon from her mind? There's something really mysterious about that, gotta check up on it. As for Eurynomos' spell book, well… guess I'll keep it by my side. Maybe it'll be useful to me someday." He thought as he placed the book in the already packed bag.

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Weekend. The day had finally come for them to fly towards Greece in search of Hades. The crew was all there—almost all of them. Ambrogio was missing. "Why is he so late?" Zinbad fumed. If there is anything Zinbad hates other than someone meddling with his business, it was when he had to do something remotely related to exercise. He even considered standing as one.

Since Ambrogio decided to no show the entire time, Zinbad stared darts at Tanya and redirected his anger towards her. "Hey, why are you looking at me like that?" She asked.

"Well, you're the one who spent the most time with him this week, am I wrong?" He struck back.

After giving it a thought, Tanya felt like it made sense. The first night, they went on that journey and from the second, he was in his warehouse, since he had something else to look for as well. So strictly speaking in terms of time spent with Ambrogio, she was the one in front. "Guess that's right. But Ambrogio didn't say anything other than what he said to you lot!" She replied.

"That night, he said that he needed to get some stuff from his warehouse and he had gone missing ever since. So, he basically said nothing to us!" He cried.

"His warehouse is pretty big—so, I can imagine him being stuck there for six days." Tanya shrugged.

And out of nowhere, Ambrogio was right behind them. "Quit yapping, you two. I'm here—on time." He patted Zinbad's shoulder quite ferociously. "And even if I wasn't, I can just fly over to there, you know that, right?"

"Since you're here already, I suggest you don't do that. Let's board the flight then." Addison replied as he paced forwards.

"By the way, what class are we?" Ambrogio asked, due to his curiosity.

"Economy, why?" Addison replied.

"Fuck it, I'm gonna go fly on my own," Ambrogio said as he tried leaving the airport.

"No, you're coming with us." Tanya grabbed him and pulled him back.

It was not like Ambrogio couldn't escape—he could have. He wasn't ready to spend effort on doing such an action. "Aw, man! This is gonna be a rough ride." He sighed.

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In the plane, an awkward situation had already bulldozed its way through. "Why am I seated with you? And why are the other two over there?" Ambrogio asked Tanya, whilst pointing at the other two guys sitting in a far corner.

"I heard that they could only arrange the seating that way," Tanya replied.

Ambrogio fell silent for a moment until an uncomfortable feeling emerged from within him. "Don't you feel crammed, Tanya?" He asked Tanya as he continued shifting his ass to multiple positions in order to get to that perfect spot.

"No, I don't." Tanya shook her head and wore headphones in order to escape from the vampire's bickering.

"Don't you think we are supposed to fly, rather than being trapped in one place for over six hours?" Ambrogio removed Tanya's headphones and asked.

That action pissed Tanya off. But in her intense strive to attain inner peace in this journey, she decided to mildly explain the situation to him. "Look, I know you're pretty pissed off about this. So, when the next time comes, take the initiative to book the tickets from the beginning. You're rich, aren't you?"

"I wish I did that! I guess I'm one to blame as well." He sighed as he regretted his decision not to help even by force.

"Yes, so I suggest you shut your mouth and sleep or something. Just don't disturb me." Tanya went back to listening to music.

"Fine." Ambrogio seemed content until moments later, when he felt irritated. "Tanya?" He called upon her to vent his frustration.

"Yes."

"This kid is crying." He said as he pointed at some kid crying literally miles in front of him. The super-sensitive hearing now acted as a curse, rather than a boon.

"So what?" She asked, not caring about the bullshit that Ambrogio came up with.

"When is it going to stop crying?" He asked as he shook her arm.

"I don't know and I don't care. Just sleep. You won't feel anything then! How about that?" She suggested.

"Sure." Ambrogio seemed to heed her suggestion and apparently went to sleep until, "Tanya?"

"Ah, this is gonna be a long flight now, isn't it?" She sighed at her misfortune.

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