Swallowing saliva, he tried again to cover up his fear by continuing to force himself to move down the endless hallway. There was no end in this place, and he did not know how long he had spent in that increasingly becoming cold every time he stepped in.
What was clear, he just wanted to get out of this terrible place as soon as possible.
Faintly, he heard a sound like sobbing that managed to provoke his fear. The sound of sobs was faint at first before echoing through the room with every step he to
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He shook his head quickly, brushing off the idea that had just crossed his mind while continuing to curse at his own stupidity. He must be crazy. He must have lost his mind to think that he wanted to devote his all to protecting Nicholas Southampton as he had thought. Actually, what happened to him? His eyes subconsciously followed the figure of little Nicholas, who finally parted with the figure of the annoying woman earlier. His feet automatically moved closer to the figure of little Nicholas, and this time, he was able to touch what was there. Immediately he used the opportunity to help little Nicholas open the door, even though his other mind was trying hard to digest the strange situation he was experiencing right now. The kid’s lips moved faintly, in a low, hoarse voice that barely caught his ears, but he still understood what Nicholas had just said in the form of the child. ["Thank you."] It seemed like little Nicholas had run o
Veronica adjusted the speed of her irregular breathing. The combat training that Isabella explained was a basic technique for beginners that turned out to be really difficult. She could feel her whole body shaking violently from the intensity of the first day of her combat training. If someone asked her whether she regretted her decision back then to accept Karl's offer or not, the answer was obvious; she quite regretted her decision. All the same, there was no turning back to retract the decision she had made. Things are moving in a dire direction, leaving her with no lucrative option but to learn to protect herself. At least, she would not bother Karl or the people around him if something happened to her in the future. A sense of awe now wells up in her heart, praising how powerful Claire Fray--the protagonist of her favourite Netflix drama series, Shadowhunters--was forced by circumstances to learn to accept her new identity as a half-angel and her new dut
“No particular reason," Stephen casually sat beside her without waiting for her approval. The man had clearly sent a special signal to Isabella, for she had immediately resigned under the clichéd excuse of leaving her with Stephen in the practice room where she was currently. She then left the man alone with his thoughts. She drank the mineral water that she got from Stephen, then crushed the bottle to make a loud sound that echoed throughout the room (and actually surprised her too considering that there were only her and Stephen in the room as huge as they were now) as she got up from her place. "Really? I thought you came here since you wanted to criticize my decision as you did earlier," she commented. Trying to stay cool after the ridiculous thing she did just now, she clutched the crushed bottle, standing with half of her body resting on her right prosthetic leg. "Because if I did, I would not--" "Half of it, yes. I have to admit it," Stephen admitt
Hearing the answer from Nikki just now had made him happy on cloud nine. Stephen refrained from jumping with joy when he heard Nikki's answer. Although getting forgiveness from Nikki comes at a high price: sacrificing his relationship status with his girlfriends and also cancelling all his dates with his five girlfriends that he had planned for long ago to relieve his fatigue from the affairs of the werewolf-clan-issue. "I can do it myself. Do you think I am that weak until I need your help?" Nikki swatted his hand away as he again took the initiative to help the woman reach her bedroom upstairs. The practise room that he lent to Isabella as the woman's training room to practice Nikki's fighting skills was underground with stairs being the only access to the training ground. So it was clear that seeing Nikki, who was now struggling with her wh
Erna jumped out of the car that managed to get them out of the La Concha Beach area, bringing them back to the Zhang family residence a few hours later. Her lips pursed in annoyance, her brows furrowed in annoyance when she saw that Bianca was still busy calling someone (or maybe several people? She didn't know and didn't want to know about it) without answering a single question on the way home. "Bianca! Can you stop calling and explain to me what's going on?" he cried as he stomped his feet, venting his anger that rose when he found out that Bianca was still ignoring him. But the woman seemed unaffected with her tantrum, making her even more annoyed than before. "Fine." she finally gave up after everything she did to distract Bianca's attention away from whoever Bianca was calling at the moment. "Ignore me. I will pack my things and go home! Better than staying here with you!" He had just turned around to leave Bianca when suddenly Bianca's hand grabbed his
The workshop room for contemporary art-style paintings where he and Erick are currently can be said to be quite crowded with visitors, although not on weekends makes it a little uncomfortable. He had hoped that this place would not be as crowded with tourists as he saw now, given that he was not someone who enjoyed being in a crowd like his younger sister who really likes to be surrounded by her younger sister's girlfriends. Whereas he tends to prefer the idea of being in a quiet and peaceful place, accompanied by the sounds of nature that will decorate his day and having Erick by his side. Not many realized his penchant for serene places as he currently thought--even he bet that Erick didn't know about this either--as his job as head of the Pedrosa vampire clan in Waterford city didn't allow him to express any of his wishes. that selfishness.
Sean Laurent stood in front of the balcony of the north wing of the Schneider headquarters, looking up at the evening sky over the Waterford city border area with a sad look. His right hand touched the ring that was still on his ring finger, turning it around with a soft smile. ["I will."] The words of Neil Wilson--his late husband still ringing in her ears. When the man nodded in agreement, accepted his proposal with a bright smile on his handsome face, Neil managed to shake off the feeling of anxiety that had enveloped him, worried that Neil would reject his proposal. Then her memory flashed back to the last time she could see her husband alive. ["Wait here. Let me check the situation. Stay still. You just got home from work."] His hand then stopped playing the ring on the ring finger of his hand. Biting his lower lip with his jaw clenched suddenly, he cursed his past stupidity. The guilt that haunted him returned. Back, and back until he fe
Erick didn't explain anything to him other than giving him the painting he wanted just now. His boyfriend just slipped his right hand, gripped the hand that was not carrying the painting and led him out of the art gallery with a very tense face. Since receiving a call from Bianca just now, Erick's attitude has turned strange. It seems that Erick is hiding something from him. Something big. But what? ["Brother? Where are you right now? I was attacked!"] The words Bianca had just said on the phone ten minutes ago replayed again in his mind, creating feelings of anxiety mixed with worry for the only family member she had now since their father's mysterious disappearance after nearly killing him a while ago. "Hop-in." Erick's words just now woke him from the series of questions that had been in his mind just now, turning his attention towards Erick who had opened the car door. Knowing how Erick had behaved all this time, he was one hundred
“Montessa! Is the time spell ready?”Bianca called out to Montessa as she ran up to Montessa. He played with the glocks still in his hand, then returned them to Montessa. “Thank you for wanting to lend me your weapon.”"Yes. Already!" On Montessa's right, a dimensional portal appears that is the same as Nora's, but has a lighter colour. Montessa's eyes turned to the soldiers who were now running like crazy after stuffing the glocks into their pockets. "What's wrong with them? What did you do to them?”"It's not the important thing you should be thinking about," Bianca patted Montessa on the shoulder. "Can we go in now? I hope your spell won't throw us into the wrong timeline.”“Hey, what you said hurts you know!” Montessa defended herself. “I always succeed in casting my spells when it comes to time magic. “And yes, it is safe. We're going back to the 21st century.”"Good," he turned his head back, looking at Erna's figure standing behind him.Erna's hand gripped his hand tightly, vis
Can they say that the mission was a success or not? That question kept popping up in Bianca's mind again and again as they ran to avoid the pursuit of the royal guards. In front of her, Montessa ran along with Felicia Chen, whom they managed to release from prison. All she knew, for now, was that she couldn't let go of Erna's wrist, which was running behind her. “How much longer we should wait!?” she shouted at Montessa, who was in front of her. "What?! I didn't hear your question, Pedrosa!” Montessa called back to Bianca, then turned his gaze back to the front as he saw more and more royal troops chasing the two of them. “I'm trying to recover my magic energy! Buy some more time!” “Easy for you to say, old man!” Bianca pulled Erna into her arms when she saw one of the royal troops trying to cut Erna with his sword. She parried the sword using his leg kick and threw the sword so that it stuck into one of the trees around the forest path. “Montessa! Lend me some weapons! There are
Karl hummed happily and fell in love with the new magic sword Alec had created for him. The sword that belonged to his grandfather, which he gave to Nora in exchange for Veronica's safety (he did not regret his decision at the time), he could indeed use without the slightest problem. But in all aspects, the sword was out of character for him.First, in terms of design. He was actually not a fan of swords that had lots of carvings on them. His taste was very different from his grandfather's sword, which has that element. In terms of the magical energy that can be absorbed by the magic sword inherited from his grandfather, there was not much the sword could absorb from his energy, because the sword inherited from his grandfather tended to use the emotions of its user.When his grandfather was still alive, his grandfather was the type of person who was easily provoked by anger. That disposition of his was also justified by his life principle of glorifying the dragon race. From the pas
Until an hour ago, they were still at Alec's house, trying out the new magic weapon Alec created.But right now, he and Karl and Stephen are busy helping Alex and Nicholas to kill the monsters that come to Alec's house.The monster was like Alec's description a while ago while visiting Pedrosa's residence. He had never come face to face with a monster created by William Schneider, so he was very surprised to see the real shape of the monster.He slashed one of the heads of the monsters that were about to attack him with their canine teeth. Their blood spurted out, hitting his body, emitting a strange hiss.There was a feeling of pity in him as he looked at the corpse of the monster in front of him. Recalling what Karl had said about the origins of the monsters, he felt some sympathy. In the past, these monsters had a quiet life.If it weren't for William Schneider, they might still be enjoying their quiet lives right now...A feeling of hatred for William Schneider welled up inside Ve
William tapped his fingers nervously on his desk. Currently he was in his office at the university where Veronica Darren studied, with an irritated and bored expression.He didn't care about the rows of work piled up on his desk. Or the list of files in his email when he turns on his computer as soon as he enters his study.Or the attention of the students who tried to approach him. Or also the fact that at work, there are so many bouquets of flowers, snacks, or gift boxes of various sizes filling the room.He didn't care about that.All he cared about was Veronica Darren's presence. But since two weeks ago, that woman has not been on campus at all, nor has she attended any of her classes. Even though the woman submitted her course work via e-mail about three days ago.Where has Veronica gone? What happened to Veronica not to show her nose on campus? Even though he had gone to great lengths to infiltrate the university as a lecturer so he could approach Veronica.Now, he felt like an
Don't do anything flashy, huh?Both Erna and Bianca looked at Montessa with deep eyes. Because of Montessa's stupidity that didn't estimate the risks that would occur if she went straight to the prison, the royal guards immediately arrested the three of them and took them to a room in the prison building.There were no windows around where they were, so all they could do was guess how long they had been there. There were only flaming torches hanging on the walls to illuminate the place.Even more annoying, the room was so damp and smelly, that it was difficult for him to feel comfortable staying in this place for a long time. He even admired the fighting spirit of the people who used to languish in this prison.Across the prison they were in, there was an old woman with a shabby appearance who kept cursing in a language she didn't understand towards the prison guards who were passing through the corridors of the prison."I didn't expect that the plan I made would end like this," Monte
Erna's eyes narrowed, looking intently at Bianca who was running excitedly along the path in the forest. Montessa suggested that they change into what people of the time they are currently in, so the man cast a spell to change their clothes.She was dressed in a duchess outfit that was so sparkling, dark blue in color and looked so beautiful that she couldn't take her eyes off of the dress she was wearing.But that wasn't what made it hard to focus on the mission this time. But because of Bianca. His girlfriend was wearing a 15th century gentleman's suit. Clothes that seemed to be created just for Bianca to wear, even though she knew that Montessa changed Bianca's clothes into men's clothes because she always forgot the fact that Bianca was a woman.Bianca didn't protest at all, of course. He knew that Bianca liked the androgynous appearance despite her always claiming to be a fully woman, so he shouldn't be surprised to see Bianca's current appearance.Yet, she found herself falling
She regretted her decision.She meant, she really regretted it.Erna looked at the environment around her with uncertain feelings. She was no longer in the 21st century with the technology and practicality offered by that century. But they were now around five centuries ago when technology and the internet were not yet available and witch hunts were still a common practice."It looks like we've come to the right time."Right now, Montessa was proudly standing to her right, using his magic to brush away the dirt and grime from his clothes. The man did not even pay attention to the fact that thanks to his goddamn time dimension magic, she and Bianca fell flat on the ground until their clothes were all dirty.Montessa did not even tell them or give any signal that they were going to land in the middle of the forest. Montessa only asked them to jump into the time dimension magic as soon as the man finished casting the spell.Yesterday he decided to agree to Montessa's offer by becoming th
Karl responded to Stephen's words with a low laugh. "Actually, there's something I don't understand." "Yes?" “Why did you make me a magic weapon? Moreover, from my knowledge, ordering magic weapons from the Berthold family is very expensive…” “In my opinion, the lives of living things are more expensive and valuable than the Berthold family's magic weapons,” Karl shoved his hands into his trouser pockets. “For me, you and Karen are the most important people in my life. I already consider you like my own family, and I know you love Karen too.” "I …" "Don't deny it, Steve. How long do you think I know you?" Karl looked up at the ceiling of the room. “Our current situation is so chaotic. War. The problem of racism in the Dragon clan. A showdown between vampire families. Somehow it feels like there are so many problems coming our way that I can't spare my spare time to go on a date with Karen. It sucks…” "I feel guilty too," Stephen said. “Last time I asked Nikki out, my brother cam