Hardly had Robert zoomed through the space than he was immediately caught by the shoulder. He was so shocked and stunned that this was happening. He should be embarrassed and devastated that he had been caught and would soon be identified. Instead, he was bewildered. Never in his life has anyone been able to match the speed of his movement. He wasn't using the ordinary man speed. He had tapped into a hidden dimension of the Artic order. This was why his body could ride the wave of the wind in the matter of a moment. Whoever had caught must be someone superior to him. Not even a Grand Mage could catch up with him. He was using a speed a little faster than that of a Grand Mage. Although he wasn't quite a big fan of being called that title, he loved to ridicule their skills and all. This was the origin and sustenance of his bewildered expression. He didn't know when he willingly turned to look at the person. He wanted to accord a kind of respect to the person. Being caught wasn't the

Outside the room, Revana and Mark were pacing. Revana was especially restless. She didn't know how to feel. It's been almost thirty minutes and there has been no sound coming from the other end. "I think this was a mistake." Revana said eventually. "You don't mean what you're saying, mom." Mark corrected. "What if Master hears what you're saying?""You silly boy!" Revana almost slapped Mark as her eyes changed. "Huh?" Mark wasn't sure of what happened, let alone judge what inspired the suddenness of the change in her reaction. "How dare you say such a thing!" Revana continued, still fired up. "Do you believe that I would say such a thing about the Great One? Would I dare to call his coming a mistake? Do you want to put our family in trouble by meddling with the intentions of what I had said?""Mom..." Mark wasn't sure if they were still on the same topic or if something else had hijacked the conversation from them. "I was talking about the room. The door. When you built the house

"This is the place." Robert said as they approached the lone building. It was a bungalow with the carving of a carmel in front of its wooden wall. Just from distance, they could both tell that there seemed to be hardly any life in sight. The small garden lying in front of the building was unkempt and overgrown. There were clusters of briars strangling the flowers that almost now looked wild due to the current situation. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Robert said before recalling again that he wasn't with one of his pals. It's been a very long time since he went on a kind of duty with Gamaliel. He was usually hanging around with his pals and every now and then, they would throw light words around. He was carried away yet again and had let the words flow before putting thought into it. "When last did you visit?" Gamaliel asked, finally coming to halt directly in front of the door. "Three months ago." Robert said. Gamaliel turned to look at him. There was a serious look in

"Huh?" The elderly man was at loss for words following the demand that Gamaliel had just made of him. Naturally when Gamaliel had approached him, he had thought that there was a serious question coming his wife. He had taken the little time he had to prepare himself carefully, at the same time wondering whether or not he would have the appropriate answer to the question. Eventually when Gamaliel had come out with what he had to say, it had turned out to be an order. An order which he didn't even know to react to. His gaze shifting from Felicia to the sofa, then turning to looking in the direction of Gamaliel who had now walked out of the building. "He didn't even ask whether or not I know the place." The man said to Felicia. "What hideout is he talking about?" Felicia asked innocently. "Who are these Ferry Twin? And why is no one talking about the death of your brother. I thought Robert would turn out to be better person.""Do not worry about that." The elderly man said, looking a

"What is that sound?" The old man asked, certain that he heard a sound but uncertain of what kind of sound it was. "Get it!" Felicia gritted her teeth. "That's what you get for trying to mess with our business!" "Huh?" At this point, the old man wasn't sure of what he ought to do or say. Felicia who was crying earlier with all her eyes almost swollen was now looking sober with a death glare sitting in the center of her face. She was gritting her teeth and kissing her teeth as her face became contorted to the tune of the movement of her hand. Coupled with this, she was uttering some sort of gibberish that he couldn't quite comprehend. "What's wrong with her?" The old man wondered, stepping aside for a moment to see if there was something he was missing. Tracing her moving her, he saw that almost all of her fingers were already buried in the side of Gamaliel as she twisted the blade deeper and deeper into the side of Gamaliel. "What are you doing?" His eyes almost flew out of his