Nicholas couldn't believe what they had just heard from Schneider's lips just now as he had just finished eating the lunch Askarovich prepared a few minutes ago. His eyes widened, blinking in disbelief, staring at the figure who showed absolutely no expression on his face that created a strong fear within him. All the cells in his body seemed to have stopped moving with his brain difficult to digest the current situation.
"I'm done with you. Was what I just said clear enough for you, Nicholas Southampton?"
The man repeated the words that managed to cast a strong attack effect on him. She lowered her head, trying not to cry in front of him. Did that mean they were dumped by William, like an object, after what he had given William Schneider--including all of his wealth as well as this mansion that belonged to him to that man?
"What you're doing behind my back is messing up our plans. I don't want to do it either because after all, you are my one and only most p
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Their bodies trembled violently as the dimensional portal closed completely, leaving them in the middle of nowhere without a single living being in the meadow. They screamed, wept, with their minds still spinning the scenario where William stabbed Askarovich before the door to the dimension closed completely.Their unrecovered bodies, after their failure to try to make one of Pierre Berthold's grandchildren a part of their doll collection, trembled violently as they tried to move from their place. Their legs were still not strong enough to support their bodies, no matter how hard they tried to just stand up, leaving them lying on the grass, sobbing."I am sorry, Askarovich
To be honest, no plans of any kind crossed his mind as he decided to take a stroll around the small hill behind the large family mansion like he had been doing lately, other than to calm his mind. His grandfather continued to insist on appointing him as head of the Berthold family, as did his parents along with his uncles and his aunties, who constantly urged him to accept the position immediately.The problem was, he still felt unable to do it. Although his strength has fully recovered as usual thanks to intensive training designed by his grandfather and older brother to recover the strength he had lost after returning from his death after the attack on Nicholas Southampton some time ago.
The figure did not speak to him a word at all. With their body language, they kept asking him to keep following them down the hill. Every now and then the figure stops when he finds it difficult to follow the figure's steps which move much faster than the speed of his steps (considering that the figure is a divine being and he is only an ordinary human). Then his steps stopped, together with seeing the figure of a person who was very familiar to him thanks to a strange dream he had recently--Nicholas Southampton. His attention was diverted from the figure of Nicholas who kept screaming the name of someone who sounded foreign to his ears, focused on the dimensional portal that was starting to close. "Get close to them." And before he could ask the meaning of Goddess Morrigan's words, the figure had disappeared from before him, leaving him with no other choice but to take a deep breath. Holding back his anger because Goddess Morrigan didn't say anything to him
His question seemed to have succeeded in making them flinch, for their crying stopped and they looked up at him in astonishment."You do not look good," he said, watching Nicholas closely. The fear he felt as he approached them disappeared in an instant, replaced by a feeling of anxiety that enveloped him. It was as if his little heart wanted to tell him that this was how she should feel.Was it normal for him to worry about the plight of someone who had killed him and tried to make him part of their stuffed toy collection? Did helping them succeed in becoming a masochist, out of sympathy for the person who once killed him?I must be crazy, he mumbled to himself. He was about to leave Nicholas there alone, as most people should do when they find out that the person who had harmed them was at the lowest point in their lives, but he found herself could not do that. It was as if an urge was preventing him from doing so. Preventing him from leaving someone who clearly needed hi
For a while, he let Nicholas vomit until there was nothing more for Nicholas to throw up. The figure itself was now lying on the grass, still sobbing, it made her feel even more unwilling to let Nicholas be in this place alone."I am sorry..."He bit his lower lip. To hell with the fact that Nicholas was a dragon, once tried to make it one of their doll collections and almost killed Erna. To hell with the fact that Nicholas is a subordinate of William Schneider–the leader of a rebel group against the dragons that had succeeded in destroying the structure of t
Bianca's body froze as soon as she received Erna's embrace, which she thought was too sudden. Deep in her heart, she could not deny the fact that she was over the moon until she felt that she could jump high and touch the earth's atmosphere with overjoyed. She did not expect that Erna would hug her, as the woman was doing to her right now as soon as she entered the room. It was when she was preparing both her mental and her courage to be hated by Erna, right after she brought back Erna's memory of what happened to Alec, that she had no choice but to erase the bitterness of the incident at that time, for the reason that she could not bear to see Erna being so devastated. All she was thinking at that moment was trying to accept whatever reaction Erna would give her, whether the woman would avoid her, or it might be that Erna did not want her existence beside her anymore. Or it might turn out to be eve
"Do you want to hear it directly from me?"She repeated Erna's question with blinking eyes, not knowing whether he should be happy that Erna did not mind her identity as being a vampire at all or feel confused and scared for some reason she did not quite understand at all."Yes. I want to hear everything from you. Was there something wrong with what I just said?" the woman tilted her head in a style that looked cute in her eyes, until it made her flinch from the sight alon
Bianca was now following Erick, who had already walked out of her room wearing a worried look on his face, until just looking at that face had already managed to make her feel uneasy."Erick? What is happening? Do not make me scared! Erick! Answer my question, you moron!"But the man seemed not to have listened to her question, as the man seemed to be preoccupied with his own thoughts. Every now and then the man frowned, occasionally grumbled, and occasionally ruffled his messy hair until she was worried that what Erick was doing would provoke premature baldness (although it was impossible for Erick to be bald in the future, considering that vampires have the ability to recover and regenerate their cells pretty fast comparing to ordinary human)."Erick!"Once again, she tried to call the man's name. This time, in a loud, long voice, while her hands immediately gripped the man's shoulders, forcing the man to meet her gaze as she managed to match his footsteps.For god's sake, just tell