All Chapters of Avocadalia's Las Hope: Chapter 91
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91.The Drunkard
"My name is Lucca, and I belong to the Broccoli race… that is, I’m a broccoli," the old man announced proudly, though his voice was still interrupted by hiccups."Does it seem so?" Mok responded in a professional tone, hiding a hint of irony. Lucca wore a somewhat worn maroon suit, and his vibrant green hair fell in small, wavy curls over his forehead."I see… Your form is different from ours," Mok commented, striving to maintain a respectful attitude despite the odd situation."Are you sure you’re alright? It seems like you’ve had quite a bit to drink," Mok asked, lightly furrowing his brow as he caught another strong whiff of alcohol emanating from the elderly man."No, no, nonsense, son! Hic! Hic! I may drink, but I have no issues. Someone at the tavern must’ve slipped something into my drink," Lucca replied, clumsily searching through his pockets. Suddenly, his expression shifted to one of concern. "They stole from me! Damn it, they’ve taken my cane! It must’ve been those youngste
92.The Cane
"Men, get him! Then we’ll split the loot once we’ve stripped him clean," the woman said, unsheathing a sword with a sinister glint in her eyes. The other thugs quickly followed suit, brandishing improvised weapons and closing in on Mok with hostile intent.A group of men approached from behind, but Mok spun with elegance, avoiding every attempted strike with precise movements. "I don’t want to harm you. Just give me the information, and we’ll leave," he said calmly, his composed voice contrasting sharply with the tension in the air.As he spoke, he dodged attacks with the grace of an expert dancer. They came at him from all sides—swords, fists, and kicks aimed directly at him—but the butler blocked and deflected each one without losing his composure. Not a drop of sweat appeared on his brow, nor a speck of dust marred his impeccable suit."Wow, that butler is really good," Lucca murmured from a corner, watching in awe as Mok moved as if part of a perfectly choreographed performance. "
93.A Forgotten Warrior
The young man, the youngest of the Red Chili group, approached Lucca directly, knife in hand. Mok was about to intervene, but everyone was left stunned as they watched the old man deflect the attack with surprising speed and, without hesitation, deliver a slap that sent the attacker flying through the air.Lucca, leaning on his good leg, leaped high into the air—like a kangaroo—directly toward the other men, who stood frozen in shock. With an agile movement, he landed in the center of the four remaining thugs and, with a swift gesture, reclaimed his cane.Once he had his cane in hand, Lucca seemed like a different man. The four men snapped out of their daze, and one of them—the leader—shouted, "After him, boys!"Calmly, Lucca pressed a hidden mechanism on his cane, which instantly extended in length and anchored itself to the ground like a stake. Using this advantage, he began spinning on the cane, using his good leg to deliver precise kicks to each of those who tried to approach. Qui
94.The Hidden Place, Resistance?
"Is there another god besides Avocios?" Golden wondered aloud, his voice thoughtful. "Perhaps one of his brothers... Who could this Serlet be that Lucca mentioned so much?"Golden continued to ponder in silence as he watched Paltio train with Toco-Toco. The purple light Lucca described, and the fact that this being had gifted such valuable weaponry, intrigued him deeply. "Who could it be? And why would one of Avocios’s siblings be around here?" he questioned himself, searching for answers in his mind but finding no clear conclusion.Meanwhile, Paris and Kilibur were arriving in a frozen desert. The landscape was desolate: enormous dunes covered in ice shimmered under the faint moonlight, and the icy air cut like invisible blades.Paris stopped in front of the group. "We must dismount and follow a narrow path on foot," she instructed calmly.Kilibur nodded and dismissed the illusory horses with an elegant gesture. Without wasting time, they began to make their way along the narrow trai
95.A Familiar Face
A hooded figure strode with determined steps across the desolate sand desert, pulling a sled with a sturdy rope tied around its waist. The coat that swathed its entirely billowed in the wind, concealing any distinctive features beneath layers of thick fabric. Each step was heavy, yet it neither faltered nor slowed its pace. Its resolve seemed unshakable.Finally, it reached what appeared to be the entrance of a cave. With precise movements, it untied the rope and removed the tarp covering the sled. Beneath it lay three figures: Alita, Ron, and Zor. The latter was bound hand and foot, a gag muffling his mouth.The figure paused, pulling back its hood and mask to reveal its face. The dim light of the cave barely illuminated its profile, but its deep, authoritative voice resonated like an imposing echo.It approached Zor slowly and, without ceremony, tore off its gag. "Speak," it commanded in a tone that brooked no defiance. "What were you doing to these youngsters alongside that foolish
96.Are We There Yet?
"Hey, Paltio’s grandfather," Ron began as they walked in a line alongside others who had been rescued from Pinkertalia, "This place is way too hot. Even though there’s no sun thanks to Tejod, the weather is still scorching and oppressive." He paused for a moment to wipe the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand.Rodelos, who led the group with steady strides, turned his head slightly toward Ron. A faint smile crossed his face. "Well now, boy, I always thought you were the strongest. But I see you’re acting like a Trishap."Ron frowned, offended. "A Trishap? I’m nothing like that! I’m strong!" he exclaimed, lifting his gaze with determination. However, his words rang more like a defense of his pride than a confident declaration. He resumed walking, gritting his teeth as he kept his thoughts to himself."A Trishap is an animal with the head of a chicken and the body of a monkey," Alita explained to Chip with an amused smile. "They’re very cowardly creatures.""I see," Chip r
97.A Scrap?
"Imminent danger! We're under attack! Everyone to your combat stations! Danger, danger!" a voice blared inside the base. A soldier in a partially assembled battle suit sprinted toward their leader, carrying the urgent alert. "Sir 'X', we’re under attack," he reported breathlessly."Thank you, soldier," the leader replied calmly, though his eyes betrayed concern. Without wasting a moment, he issued precise orders: "Gikel, Ludra, move to support." The two exchanged a quick glance before rushing off to the battlefield."Karpi, you’re with me. Let’s see what weapons we can use against the enemy," 'X' instructed."Yes, sir!" Karpi responded, following closely as they headed toward the armory.Outside, chaos had already erupted. Resistance soldiers fired arrows from above, aiming them at Rodelos, who wielded a giant shield to protect his companions. Ron, clad in armor, shielded Alita as she unleashed magical attacks from behind him."Didn’t you say they’d welcome us with open arms?" Ron ask
98.A Get-Together
"Chip, it really is you! I'm so glad you’re alive!" Paris exclaimed, tears in her eyes as she ran toward him. Her voice trembled with emotion, and when she reached him, she hugged him tightly, as if afraid he might disappear again."So, is that him?" 'X' asked, watching as Paris excitedly approached Chip. His tone was calm but laced with curiosity."Yes, it’s him," Karpi confirmed, adjusting the special glasses he wore. "I’d recognize him from a mile away," he added proudly, tapping his lenses. "These let me see details others wouldn’t notice.""Enough," the leader commanded firmly, and everyone obeyed immediately. The chaos of the battlefield gave way to an awkward yet hopeful silence.Chiki and Nakia, for their part, were relieved to see Alita and Ron among those present. Nakia was the first to approach, smiling broadly. Chiki, though more reserved, also felt relief—though he wouldn’t admit it easily."Wow, kids, we thought you were dead," Nakia said sincerely, placing one of her wi
99.The Unmasked X
"If you want to trust someone, then so be it. You’ve earned it—especially since you saved my friend Chip and Paris," ‘X’ said, his voice a mix of seriousness and gratitude."Sir! You don’t have to do this!" Karpi and Ludra protested in unison, trying to stop him. However, their words failed to dissuade him."Today I’ll see the face of Mr. 'X'! How exciting!" Paris exclaimed enthusiastically, sharing a conspiratorial glance with Chip. Both were expectant, eager to uncover what had remained hidden for so long.‘X’ took a deep breath before removing his glasses with one hand and the black mask with the other. Finally, he revealed his true face."This moment feels like déjà vu," Alita murmured, recalling when Pax removed her helmet to reveal she was Lukeandria. However, she quickly shook her head as she studied X’s face. "But no... It’s different," she thought aloud, though no one else seemed to notice.The leader’s skin was yellow, like the peel of a ripe banana. His right eye was comple
100.What is That?
"Mr. Butler, I still don’t quite understand why Tejod gave Paltio all that time until something called the Marine Dawn occurs," Lucca asked while taking a sip of tea. His tone was curious but also tinged with concern, as if sensing there was something deeper behind that decision."It’s a good question," Mok replied, setting his cup down gently on the table. "But I don’t have the answer. All I know is that it’s when the water visibly changes due to the rising of the waves, almost as if it wants to reach the moon. This phenomenon happens at Roca Marina, in the Sea of Mist, near our kingdom. It’s a unique event that occurs once every thousand years."Mok paused before continuing: "I don’t know why he specifically chose that moment as the deadline. Perhaps it’s part of some greater plan, but only Tejod knows for sure.""I see… So it’s a unique phenomenon, and the water rises so high it almost seems to touch the moon. Impressive, but there’s definitely something fishy about it," Lucca refl