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Following Bianca's directions, Karl drove his car to the place Bianca had intended. The loud sound that came from the gunshot continued to be heard over and over again without no break, yet she could see that the gunshots themselves were not as numerous as before. The screen in Karl's car no longer showed Stephen's face as before but switched automatically to call mode, and only the same noise was heard from their place, becoming the background sounds of the call. She hated to admit it, but she could not help but feel worried about Stephen. Did something bad happen to that guy? Was the man all right? Was he battling the same monsters that she, Karl, Nora, and Arabella faced last night at one of the Waterford city ports—one of the Laurent family's territories? Was the man seriously injured? Or did the man manage to defeat Schneider's army without any trouble? Various questions flashed through his mind until he could feel that his head was going to explode soon with so many questions h
"What could I do? It could not be helped since this is my first time in this situation," Bianca replied gloomily. "I wonder how Theo felt every time my father sent him to the battlefield or to the war-zone areas of the Pedrosa clan's territory in a conflict-zone country..." Bianca's words just now managed to create a feeling of sadness in her, turning the tension in the car into silence in the blink of an eye. Karl looked gloomy at Bianca's words, and she could take a guess that her boyfriend also knew what a hard life Bianca's older brother--Theodore Pedrosa--had to live before and even after becoming head of the Waterford city branch of the Pedrosa clan. So did Isabella, who knew far more of the details than everyone else in the car, considering that Isabella had spent more time with Theo. In fact, if she could take a conclusion from her impression of Isabella, she felt that Isabella had pointed herself as an older sister to Theo as well as Bianca. From what Bianca often told her a
Wait. What did Erna just say? "Even though my memory has not come back at that time, you showed your true identity as a vampire without feeling worried about whether I will be shocked from knowing it or not." Her eyes widened instantly when she realised Erna's words sounded strange to her. She held Erna's wrist as she tried to hit Bianca again as a way for her to hide the blush on her face that was so obvious--as she could even see it up to the nape of her neck and ears. "Vero, let go of your hand. I am still not satisfied with hitting Bianca," Erna tried to release her grip from her wrist, but she tightened her grip while shaking her head slowly. "Woah. Did you spend your time taking martial arts classes?" Bianca commented while looking at her hand that was gripping Erna's wrist. "Because if that was the case. I really admire you. Your enthusiasm for learning even during your holidays never ceases to amaze me!" "Shut up, okay. I am being serious here right now!" "My bad~ my bad~
Ten minutes had passed since Karl was talking to Stephen and Isabella had left the three of them in Karl's car. The roar of the refrigeration engine in Karl's car was the only sound that accompanied the silence between the three of them. She did not dare to ask Erna any further questions on the grounds that she did not want to make the situation worse, so all she could do for now was observe Bianca who was fast asleep while looking around her surroundings. "Mama Irene ... Bianca wants to apologise for that ... urgh..." This was the third time she had heard Bianca babble in her sleep. The woman's voice was so soft, filled with fear that neither she nor Erna could understand to who Bianca was referring her apology to, so all they could do was observe Bianca. "You know who Bianca was referring to just now?" Erna asked suddenly, diverting her attention for a moment from Bianca to her best friend. "This is the first time I've heard that name," he said, shrugging his shoulders languidly.
Bianca got out of Karl's car and slammed the car door hard without caring whether Erna and Veronica would flinch or not. Her mind was still filled with nightmares that came back to haunt her, with the voice in her mind echoing so many times to the extent that it managed to make her feel like her head was going to explode. ["Is the person you call as Mama Irene your stepmother?"] Her fists clenched tightly, followed by her vampire aura starting to ooze out, moving so uncontrollably that it felt like her whole blood was boiling from it. Vero's question kept ringing in her mind. The question she knew was asked by her best friend was purely out of curiosity and a hint of worry; it meant nothing more than those reasons. But where did her best friend hear that name from? She did not remember telling her about that name. And how did the woman know that the person whom she called Mama Irene was her stepmother? Could it be that she accidentally uttered the name of the cursed woman, who tur
Erna Chen could not stop waiting while suppressing her anxious feelings in the car where she was hiding with her best friend, Veronica Darren, as they were hiding behind the car door without daring to peek out the car window to see what was happening outside the car at the moment. According to Karl Smith's thoughts, Veronica Darren's boyfriend, as well as his girlfriend, Bianca Pedrosa, were coming from William Schneider's troops. The sound of screaming, as well as the clanging sound of sharp weapons (which seemed to be a sword or a spear? She had no clue what it was for sure), was more than enough to make her shiver in fear just by hearing those sounds. All she knew was the fact that she and Veronica were nothing but human beings; no less and no more, and they needed to hide themselves from the enemies. So, only from hearing the screams of pain mixed with anger and also the sound of weapons clashing was not something that she commonly encountered every single day in her life. She
Veronica could not deny the fact that she was completely terrified by what was going on around her right now. Her mind was completely overtaken by negative feelings that she could not describe how it felt, messing with her desire to keep a clear head in a situation like this. GROAARR!! There was a monster's sound that echoed so loudly that it seemed to make the car they were hiding in slight sway due to the loudness of the monster's voice, making her reflexively hug Erna even more tightly. It was enough for her last night when she had to deal with all kinds of monsters at Laurent’s theatre building when she was supposed to enjoy the performance of the theatre itself, who tried to approach her with the same goal: to bring her back to the immortal werewolf man named William Schneider. If she could tell the truth, she actually had no idea the reason why that immortal werewolf man was chasing after her and said it by himself how the immortal werewolf man was attracted to her unusual cha
Erna's words just didn't sound very convincing. It failed to make the fear that enveloped him disappear just like that. Even though her best friend was trying hard to stay calm in their t-shirt situation like now, her eyes managed to catch a hint of anxiety mixed with panic in Erna.Yes, of course, Erna panicked, she mumbled to herself as she tried her best to suppress her fear. There was no way Erna, who was also an ordinary human just like her and did not seem to be as frightened as she was right now. In fact, it would be too scary if Erna could keep a cool head in a situation that ordinary humans like them would never go through. Or respond to everything that is happening right now with a big smile etched on his face as if nothing happened.No, no, no, he mumbled again quickly in his heart as his mind began to imagine the figure of his friend who was always curtly smiling broadly. The only thing Erna ever did apart from putting on a curt face or acting cool was just a small smile,
“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