Inside the Dark Cave, Blackie's burrow.
Cygne and Blackie were reigned by silence while looking at each other. The other has a furious expression while the latter relax.They are waiting for Hades to respond but after a few moments...nothing happened.
A soft groan was heard but apparently covered by a cough as they continued the conversation.
"Kuhum!! Just don't mention their names. It's troublesome being dragged to their games... As long as we don't offend anyone of them, you are safe.
But to tell you, I have been wondering...right now I felt something in your necklace."
Cygne looked at the necklace that's quietly hanging on his neck. It still has a soft glow but other than that, it was ordinary.
But Blackie was intently
Night's Mansion in Death Peaks. It was the second day of heavy snow storm that brought blankets of white icy cold layers of snows barricading the door. Servants are busy removing it with layers of clothes and a thick cotton gloves. Supposedly, it was a normal day and a happy one at that. But everyone was covered with unease and discomforts on the sudden changes after the return of the young master brought forth. Clinton couldn't help but wipe the cold sweats accumulating on his forehead despite the very cold weather as he watches the servants and maids gossip about the young master brazenly without filter. He, as the appointed butler of the young master, he can't stand the buzzing of these people while their tail were hiding between their legs and were cowering in fear whenever they see
Night's Red Greenhouse.Clinton was busy chopping the vegetables being tossed to him by Cygne with a hum that trickles Cygne's ear.'What the heck is this fellow's happy about? Is doing chores really that enjoyable?' It can't help but give Cygne a crunched to his face while he busied himself from lighting a portable stove. Unlike the previous when he is still at the cave, he later saw the stove. Thankfully it was one with a similar feature with the ones on his past world, except that it was not being litted with butane gas but instead with a mana stone.He effortlessly pulled one small mana stone and put it on the socket and placed the pan on top. Clinton saw it but later on focused on the ingredients he needed to chopped. They'll be having quite a heavy meal for today and he is looking forward to what the young master will going to cook. He had decided
Night's Red Greenhouse.Going back to their chores, the chopped ingredients went flying everywhere earlier. Clinton looks apologetic but Cygne just shrugged and started to pull some ingredients again in a good mood. He never thought that he could wield magic when the normal Night can't.Clinton excused himself as per his orders and before he left saying he would be disposing the trash away, he asked Cygne to be safe which got no answer from the person.A few minutes after the butler left, Cygne started to speak like he had someone to talk with."I never thought magic was that easy? You said it was acquired after a few attempts..."「 • Brat don't spat on my face that you are just an abnormal life existence that made the impossible possible or I'll
❝Unusual place and rusting feeling. The body feels like it has been a long years before it got to feel ᅳgot the consciousness to be aware of what's going on around. Tried to lift a finger but cannot. It seems like it become numb through the years without moving. Murmurs are drifting around but couldn't comprehend it clearly. When tried to focus and listen, got pulled away from the front seat. Like the first time, one question remain as it is. "Why am I here? ❞ --- Huffs and pants. A juggling feeling like being shaken woken up the senses Cygne has. First thing he had realized that he's awake, a tremendous pain in the body and mind assaulted him. It's different from ordinary migraine or hang over. It's more painful than vertigo. An urge to vomit is slowly building up in his system from the harsh actions. Profanities flooding his head like the usual shi
Merkel Town, Southern border of Lumine Kingdom. Clinton came back when the sun was about to set. He has that worry that the noble might be starving already and in a very bad temper right now but unlike to his worries, what he had seen was something he didn’t expect. Trees uprooted, path that is can’t be identified anymore and two people that are evidently not agreeing with each other were far from each other in complete silence. It made Clinton hold his forehead from the brewing headache from all the mess he is seeing after being away for just a few hours. It seems like the lord had sense his presence when it turned its head towards him with a look that could snap his neck right at this moment. With nervous footsteps he moved and bowed towards Cerbero. “It took longer than I had expected. As you all may know, there is an upcoming festival to the town we are going to be residing from now on. It is a town with me hav
Inside the room, Walker Estate.The whole day had passed to everyone. The Walker family was welcomed with utmost warmth given by them. They all bath, eaten dinner before going to sleep and because the young boy is quite of an aloof child, the uncle were the one who changed his clothes and bathe him."I know you have a lot of questions and why you are having a different pair of eyes and hair color but I didn't expect that your mana would grow in such a threatening speed. You should have calmed down and didn't attack Lord Cerbero. Young master, Lord Cerbero is your uncle. He came to rescue you when he caught wind of the suspicious movement some of the ‘shadows’ are making. Unfortunately, his hunches were right." While tending to his wounds, he winces from the sting the medicine that poured into a piece of cloth to wipe his whole body. Although Cygne wanted to retort towards Clinton, he just let him for now before asking.“
Merkel Town Square.People are busy catching the attention of the nobles that is currently on their shopping for souvenirs and stroll. There are a few children chasing each other with patched up clothes and quite of dirt on their faces but they aren’t look so dirty. An old man with a long grayish beard that is almost covering his face was slump on the ground and was watching the people who were busy on their own businesses. He’s like not existing to them at all.The weather is good for a stroll that is why a lot are outside and enjoying the sun.“Anthony! Wait me up!! I can’t run with a dress!”, lifting her dress a bit, the lady tried to run with heels but failed to do so because of the gaze she is gaining from the crowd. Her hair was tied half with a green ribbon that is not that big to cover her whole side. With the sun’s ray making her emerald eyes glisten, it makes anyone to dazzle
Walker’s Garden, Merkel Town. Alice was going here and there to the abundant flowers growing at the garden with beautiful hue of yellow basking in the sunlight. A pavilion at the left side corner with white pillars and a concave ceiling with glass as roofs to shield from the strong rays making glistening effects when you are under it, standing silent complementing to the warmth brings of daffodils. Today was just a normal day for tea time and the whole Walker family that had come to Merkel for vacation are sitting peacefully and sipping tea. Anthony was the only one with his hand on his chin and looking at the vast flowers swaying with the wind. Aeron saw him and asked. “Is there a problem? You’ve been feeling like the world got nothing to offer to you and death is the only option.” Aeron hit the bull’s eye which made Anthony to look at him with disbelief. It made the man chuckled before putting his cup down