Veronica could not stop herself from being amazed by the interior of the scene in front of her as soon as her prosthetic legs, wearing the high heels that Karl had given them the first time they met, stepped out of Stephen's car after Stephen opened the car door for her. The man himself nonchalantly threw his car keys at a valet parking attendant who grabbed the keys in a hurry and entered the driver's seat, while Stephen immediately put his hand on her waist, offering to hook his arm around the man's arm.She gladly accepted Stephen's invitation, who led him carefully into the theatre. The man's eyes were alternately looking at him and his prosthetic leg, looking anxious, making his mouth itch to comment. She wanted to tell the man that she was fine. She wanted to tell the man that her prosthetic leg had no problem wearing those high heels.But, be that as it may, she did not deny the fact that she was secretly enjoying all the attention Stephen was giving her at the moment. So she ju
When she entered the room at first, she thought that the room she was about to enter would be filled with a mystical aura just like the time she met Karl–her future boyfriend. Or it would be like supernatural fiction stories that she often read in Young Adult genre novels which she often reads in her spare time after doing school assignments when she was still in high school and college assignments (on the grounds that she was already in her second year at school lectures). With full of a mysterious, mystical aura, with a magical sensation that could make the hairs on her neck shudder as he entered. In fact, the room where the werewolf man--who had now become a human due to the incident that Stephen vaguely told her earlier just before entering this room--worked in much the same way as a normal human's office room. A white themed decorated room with red-carpeted floors (she take a guess that this carpet was very expensive on the grounds that the material itself looked luxurious and ne
Petra was away from her for a moment when he heard Stephen's question just now. For a moment, the man's brows furrowed, as if he doubted whether he should answer Stephen's question just now with an honest answer or not. There was a hint of doubt on the cute-looking man's face before he looked back at Stephen."There is, but not so much. Given my current state, it's hard for me to infiltrate or get information like I used to often do."She glanced at Stephen who was gulping, with a face filled with guilt. Most likely due to the reason Stephen had told him before entering Petra's study a few minutes ago."I'm sorry. If only I...""Boss. You don't have to keep apologizing to me. I never blamed you for that incident at all," Petra gave Stephen a small smile as he patted Stephen on the shoulder casually, making anyone who saw it would not think that these two people are related. are superiors and subordinates, not friends. "I'm actually grateful. Becau
Bianca had just finished packing all her things into the medium-sized suitcase that was on the bed, tapping the top of her suitcase excitedly. On his right, Erna still seemed to have trouble packing her clothes into the suitcase. Compared to her who only brought what she needed, Erna's luggage was much more. The woman brought clothes that were actually enough for a month just for a week's trip, like women in general, so she couldn't help but shake her head slowly and approach Erna."Do you need some help?" he whispered in Erna's ear. His hand slowly trailed from Erna's right shoulder, then moved down until it reached the back of the woman's hand, before gripping her hand tightly. "I can help you. If you want.""Do you really need to do that, Bianca?""For you, yes," he smiled a little in response to Erna's curt answer which always managed to provoke his desire to see other reactions that Erna gave him. Compared to all the women who have been his girlfriend
As soon as they left Petra's office room, she kept seeing Stephen with an expression that was hard to describe. Every now and then, the man's brow furrowed, as if the man was thinking about something serious. Every now and then, the man was silent and mumbled in a half-whispered voice, as if the man was doing it on purpose so that she could not catch the slightest bit of what the man was saying. She could have interrupted Stephen's current thought easily by inviting him to speak, instead of letting the silence fall over the two of them as they walked down the halls of the theatre that reminded her of the quaint yet elegant atmosphere of a nineteenth century theatre. Be that as it may, she was a little reluctant to do so. Her own mind was still fixated on what Petra had just said when they were still in the man's study, as he talked about the latest news about William Schneider's extremist group with a myriad of unrealistic dreams (she gave him that nickname for the reason that was th
Stephen was just about to put her down when they arrived at the seat on the right wing of the theatre. That too with careful movements, as if her presence in the man's eyes was a ceramic flower vase that had to be carefully guarded. Or like a mother who puts her newborn baby into this world with great care, worried that if she treats the baby too harshly, the baby would die.Hmm. It seemed that the second parable is far more illustrative of what the man did to her than the first.Be that as it may, strangely, she could not find herself as angry as she usually was whenever Stephen tried to pamper her. Instead, she found herself fixated on Stephen who was currently focusing all her attention on the opera on stage, completely unperturbed by her gaze.Maybe. Or maybe, the man noticed it but decided to ignore it. It could be like that.Not wanting to make Stephen notice his gaze sooner or later, he finally turned his attention towards the stage, following the
Stephen had already disappeared from his spot after asking him to wait in the chair he was in, leaving him no other choice but to stay where he was when panicked screams started coming from all over. The staff from the theatre seemed to have prepared for the worst that could happen by wearing a set of protective clothing that reminded him of the personal protective equipment clothes worn by medics during the pandemic that took place several years ago, only the colour and thickness were different from the cloth itself. While the personal protective equipment worn by the health workers is predominantly white, the protective clothing worn by the theatre staff who is now trying to block the movement of the intruders is predominantly black. The coordination of the movement of the staff (who appeared to be the guard staff--judging by their agility in responding to situations beyond their control took place very calmly) reminded him of a special police unit that is usually deployed
Stephen was not with her.Meanwhile, the intruder in front of her, taking the form of a man in his mid-forties, knelt respectfully in front of her, waiting patiently for her answer after conveying the purpose of his arrival at Stephen's theatre. While she could feel her whole body feeling paralyzed and weak, she did not know what to do anymore.Deep in her heart, she hated her existence, which had only been able to bring nothing but trouble to the people around her. At a time like this, she should be able to refuse the intruder's request and beat the man like Isabella's teachings until the intruder's body could not move anymore forever. This shouldn't be a difficult task, considering that what Isabella had been teaching her for the past few years had act
“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