Outside, the detective and his colleague are still observing the condition of the lawyer's house. After observing for too long without anything happening, the young policeman begins to express his boredom. “How long are we going to stay like this?” he complains. “Why? If you want to go home, go ahead,” replies the detective. “I can ask someone else to replace you.” “Sigh!” The young policeman doesn’t seem enthusiastic, but he continues his observations before he expresses his complaint again. After some time, Prof. Nicholson emerges from the shadow of the sleeping lawyer. Before he completely comes out, he realizes that the curtains in the room are not closed at all. Not wanting anyone to know he is there, he dives back into the shadows. Currently, most of the light comes in from the windows and glass walls of the room, which makes the lawyer's shadow blend into the darkness in the part of the room that is not visible from the outside. This allows Prof. Nicholson to re-emerge fro
Once upon a time, more than two thousand years ago, life on the Efari continent was peaceful and advanced. Not advanced in terms of technology, but with magic and sorceries.This is the final episode of a long chaos after so many wars have raged for centuries. Everything ended and returned to peace with the appearance of a wise philosopher who succeeded in winning everyone's trust.Not only did he end the war, he also started a new era that humanity had never experienced before. He gave the key that opened the veil of knowledge about the vibrating universe.The enlightener taught them magic and sorceries, not for mischief, but for carrying out daily activities.They could even make the Great Deathly Plain green, by controlling the circulation of wind movements that carry water vapor from the sea across the long mountain line. They didn’t exploit this ability excessively, just to make the land green enough to avoid drought.There was no excessive exploitation. They just took what they
I also saw the same black liquid in two bite marks on my sister's neck, slowly seeping into her. I clearly felt how her mana flow was chaotic and getting weaker, like someone who was dying.Meanwhile, Valery's face was so flat, emotionless. There was nothing I could read from it, whatever madness was dancing in his mind.“Valery! What have you done to my sister?”“Easy! I just gave her a gift your father never gave to you. A gift that will keep her alive in this world forever, the blessing of immortality.”“What? You put that curse on my sister?”“Why? Are you jealous?” Suddenly I heard his voice very close behind me, and made my body petrified by his suffocating killing aura, and then I felt the bite of his fangs on my neck.Instantly, my heart beat so hard as if it was trying to reject something so bad. But then my legs felt so weak, and when he released his bite, I immediately fell to my knees with my neck stiffening so hard“Why? Why are you doing this to us?” I asked, not underst
In the middle of a rainforest in eastern Yegristan, about seven hills away from the most remote residential areas on the outskirts of the small town of Isla, Echaydor Province, there is a settlement consisting of only three stilt houses, with one simple house built on the first branch of one such a massive tree.There are only thirteen souls living in this small settlement, eight men, and five women, of whom all of them are the only the Amanet tribe remaining.They have to live in hiding like this, because they are a group of people who have declared themselves to be the pureblood of Yegristan, whose existence is actually very undesirable by the current state, The Democratic State of Yegristan.The three stilt houses are inhabited by three families, while one house on the tree is where Amanet, the leader, lives with his one only son.In that tree house, Mary is currently resting, with a girl about to climb the tree to bring something.“Tatti!” A young man suddenly shouts at the girl a
Not angry, but annoyed. That’s what Dean feels right now.When he woke up two days ago, it was this person's annoying face that greeted him full of hatred. Who knows where the hatred comes from?Dean is quite aware that without this person's help, he would have died by now. But still, that arrogant tone, the prejudice, and the condescending gaze...“Oh God! Why do I always meet people like this in my life?” he mutters, whining.It changes Zulfik’s facial expression. “What did you say?” he asks.“What?” replies Dean with an annoyed face.BAM!!!Zulfik slams the wooden bar in snapped, making dust fall from the cave ceiling which is held up only by the wooden logs supports.“Do you have any idea of your current situation?” he deplores menacingly.“I’ve faced death many times,” replies Dean before yawning. “Meeting you is nowhere near that experience.”Zulfik is fumed, with face already red with rage. He stands back a few steps, and then tells his friend to open the cage for him, while he
It is actually the old man Camran, just by himself, but no longer in his beggar outfit. He looks a bit more like a noble man now with a formal black suit, despite how old the suit is. But the jacket he currently wears seems like it was a handmade, out of a bear’s skin. Not just Camran, but there’s also Musgly with him. That spirit creatures looks so excited, hovering so close around Dean’s body before getting inside his dirty T-shirt. Well, he can’t hide there under such thin clothes, so he simply comes out soon after. “I’m glad you are okay now,” says Musgly. “You should be grateful that this man found you in the middle of the Great Deathly Plain. And it seems like he knows the old man Camran too.” “Amanet brought me here to see you,” says Camran. Dean averts his attention to the 274 cm tall giant man in front of him. “Are you Amanet? Why does your name sound so familiar to me? Hold on, wait! Isn’t that the name of one of the noble tribes in Yegristan?” “Yes,” replies Amanet. “A
Dean clearly feels hatred in Amanet’s words. And somehow, he feels like he begins to see the glimpse of the cause of the civil war which sparked the revolution in this country about two decades ago.Even when he is climbing the tree to reach Amanet's house, all the residents in this small settlement slowly gather together, looking at him with curious faces, except for the three Amanet Warriors whom Amanet has introduced Dean to.And the two young Amanet men, Zulfik and Baurzhan, are still staring at Dean with their unfriendly gazes, despite they already know who Dean is.Especially Zulfik, he seems so displeased with Dean currently approaching Amanet’s house. The people here greatly respect their leader, and consider his residence a sacred place.Even though already introduced as a Miarnin, Dean is still considered an outsider by Zulfik. And it seems that Zulfik himself has inherited the hatred toward outsiders, the same hatred Amanet has.“She is inside,” says Amanet as he leads Dean
However, she, who always liked to argue heatedly with Dean, is now speechless. There is no way she would put forward any argument to refute it, because in fact she has accepted Dean's proposal at that time.After all, deep in her heart, Mary does have special feelings for Dean from the start. It is something so complicated to express, but she knows exactly what she feels.Everyone turns their attention to Dean. The Amanet people, women from the Miarnin tribe, and also people from the Dastan tribe, they stop talking to each other, and direct their attention to Dean, taking this matter so seriously.“Kid! I didn’t know you already had a wife,” utters Camran, baffled.“Well, we just married recently,” says Dean as he grabs Mary’s left hand, with Mary only able to show her awkward smile toward Camran.The old man Camran is still confused. He knows that not long ago Dean was still often mourning the loss of the girl he loved, Monica, who was buried in one of the cemeteries in Pine Hill, wh