Chapter 39

"What was she doing here?"

Lao Tzu quizzed, still standing at the door of the room. Jimin was still speechless. He didn't know what to say to his brother. Twas quite obvious. What was there to say.

The lady had been on him, sucking him and rocking his erection hardly. Lao Tzu saw it.

Jim was seating on the bed and looking at his brother who was wearing an emotionlessly long face.

He knew he was waiting for something. He wasn't a dummy of course.

But he didn't know from where to start. He would look at him occasionally and throw his face away.

Then Lao Tzu walked away from the door. Jimin stood up. Fair enough, he was still having his clothes on.

He hurried and scrambled till he got to the door.

Lao Tzu was under the oak tree opposite the house. He was facing the vast plain.

"Thought you were out of village."

Jim said. He knew that wasn't the right question but what harm?

"You don't want to play smart, do you?"

He turned to Jimin. Jimin didn't know why he was fidgeting. He wasn't responsible to anyone. He could do whatever he wanted to. Plus he was on the right.

But for the sake of Ja Lia their eldest, he should get sober and be considerate.

He probably was dead.

"Not what you're thinking."

Jimin said again. He didn't leave the door post. There was no point.

"You have no idea what I'm thinking."

Lao Tzu shot back. Jimin sighed. The conversation seemed not to be leading to any where nice.

"Let's not do this. You ain't a lady that should nag blindly. At least use your head."

Jimin hurled. But it seemed like he had shoved the words wrongly and decked roughly.

Tzu dropped the heavy bag which was hanging down his shoulders to the fall of his butt.

He hurried to Jim and locked him in the collars and pushed him heavily till Jim was on tiptoes and was fighting to drag in loops of air, with back pressed against the door post, hurting.

"You know who should use his head? You! You should have used yours. And not prove to be stronger than your elder brothers. Staying back here because you think you can handle her and resist her seduction. You should use your head and don't tell me what to do."

He let go off the collars an staggered back. He was wearied. He fell on his butts backwardly.

"Are you fine?"

Jim rushed to him and tried to pull him up but the fellow yanked him off.

He let him be and stepped away from him. Tzu wasn't ready to stand up.

He was stinking too. Hell knew what he had been up or from where he had returned.

"She's beyond who you think she is. I went to meet a Sorcerer. He told me to come with you. He would cleanse you of her spell and then we can leave here. He had me cleansed too. You can choose to want to boss around or come with me. Well, who knows, you might still be a slave of sex."

He said and struggled to stand. He fell again and Jim rushed to him but he reassumed his balance and eyed him out.

He stood up and walked to the base of the oak tree. He picked up his bag and bent to clean his sticky sandals with dried leaves crushing on them. Staining rather cleaning them.

He stood and began to walk towards the plain.

Jim thought he would look back firstly, but he didn't.

"You have a choice to make."

Tzu called and kept walking. Jim hurried inside the room and scrambled about. He didn't remember what he was looking for.

He picked a girdle and strapped it to his loins. He rushed out and closed the door.

He looked for a neighboring fallen twig and broke it into what fit the hinges of the creaking and pregnant door.

He locked the door and turned. He pressed his back to the door for some while thinking.

"Always like a pregnant warthog."

He mumbled. He didn't really like Tzu. He would swap him with a deer if that was anyway possible.

"No!"

He shrugged as though he was contesting with a hidden force then he began to totter towards the road.

Twas a vast plain. Just brown fine sand stretched before him and he could see Tzu's silhouette swallowed and puked by the drooling distance.

He had chosen to stay in such remote part of the village because of the noise of the open parts.

There always were the cries of war and pickpockets and gladiators. The horrors of youth and teenagers being sold by poor parents into being gladiators as a means of their survival.

He loved studying. But his study and meditations hadn't earned him anything worthwhile yet.

He could still see the silhouette waving to and fro up several metres ahead of him.

Then at once, he heard a screeching from behind. As he turned to look, he was met by claws tracing dark dribbles across his cheek.

Before he could lay his hands on the bird, twas very much far ahead of him flying away.

Twas a raven. He didn't know from where it came or where it was going or what he had done to it.

Well, if twas possible, he'd loved to talk it into terms and make it pay.

His cheek was beginning to drip blood. He removed his girdle and put it to his cheek and began to run to catch up with his brother.

Twasnt long, he caught up. His heart was in his mouth.

"Were you deaf? Wait hear and there but no."

He said panting. Tzu put one of his fingers over his lips and wore him out with a rude gaze.

"Shh!"

He shunned. They were few steps away from a hut. Obviously, the Sorcerer's hut.

But there was a sound coming from that direction. Which was the reason behind the shunning of Jim.

They began to dragged towards the house. There were several horns at the front of the house. Heaps of horns on either sides of the road, paving an aisle.

The sound kept coming. The Sorcerer was perhaps on course. Probably was having a connection with the gods or chanting.

"You sure he's chanting?"

Jim muttered. Tzu ate him up again with the fiery gaze.

He kept quiet till they got to the door of the hut. Twas opened, but there was a curtain shielding the inn.

"Knock?"

Jim asked. Tzu shook his head in disagreement. He was the one who had met the sorcerer. He knew better.

The noise was clearer then. Twas much like a labored or pressured breathing pace.

Tzu flipped the curtain open and there was an act.

The Sorcerer was getting laid by a lady who was facing the door.

A lady stark naked, shaking her heavy boobs over the thighs of the man.

"Lailah!"

Jim called immediately he figured out. The sorcerer struggled to look towards there.