Veronica was eating her lollipop, locking her brown eyes in front of the fifty-inch TV screen while sitting cross-legged on Karl's soft sofa chair, watching the Shadowhunters series which has hit season four (or part three B?) with deep disappointment at seeing the scene where Jace tried to reclaim Clary from Clary's brother, Jonathan Morgenstern. She growled in annoyance that she did not like Jace for interfering with Clary's plan until she did not realize that she almost bit into the lollipop so hard it made her grimace a little at it. There was a soft laugh emanating from Karl, and when she turned to the left to face Karl, the man was covering his nose with his left hand while turning his head away while Karl's right arm was still on her shoulder. The strange thing was, she did not bother at all. Even though she usually would have protested when other people touched her shoulder like that.
"Okay, Stephen. I think you have an explanation for this? "Gavin crossed his arms, stood facing him while waiting for an answer from him. Half-disbelieving to see what was in front of his eyes at this time, Stephen looked at the Pedrosa clan prison building which was in chaos due to the prisoners who managed to get out of their cells, beating the prison guards and security guards who were helpless facing angry prisoners who went on a rampage taking out their frustration at being treated like societal trash."Let's see from the positive side, Gavin. We have come at the right time. There's no need to sneak around and fake our plan of attack,” he patted Gavin on the shoulder, grumbling disgusted with his answer, gesturing Arabelle, Lorenzo, Toni, Fabiola, and Gavin themselves to go inside.A burly prisoner with canines sticking out of his mouth immediately greeted Stephen. Gavin moved quickly to lock the movement of th
Completely unexpected damage. It was more than he was expected.Karl looked around, looked in amazement at the Pedrosa prison building, which the Pedrosa clan had always been proud of as the best prison building with a high level of security was now destroyed. Hades was standing beside him."We wait for your orders, Your Majesty.""Oh, yes. I forgot," he said, then turned to face all his subordinates. "Chase the prisoners who managed to escape from this place. They should still be around here.""Yes, Your Majesty!"Hades gives him a sword. "It's a full moon tonight. Your Majesty's strength must be weakening at this time.""Thank you, Hades.""I will wait here until waiting for His Majesty's further orders.""Don't wait for me," Karl pointed to a row of cars parked haphazardly in front of the prison building. He recognized the two conspicuous cars as
Sean Laurent held back his frustration when he saw Eren Whittaker—a dragon who was mastered dimensional portal magic—was trying hard to hold back the dimensional portal connecting directly to Schneider's headquarters, to take the strongest prisoners who decided to side with Schneider out. His hatred for the dragon clans made him join Schneider's group, but ironically now he had to tolerate the existence of a dragon who also wants to join Schneider's. He laughed at himself. He hated dragon clans no matters what their reasons are. According to him, only one was clear. He hated the dragon clans and wanted to wipe out their existence from the face of the earth. He did not care about the immortality that Schneider promised his men. He did not want it. He only wanted all dragon clans to be annihilated, whether they were pure dragon descent or half-dragon descent.That was all he wanted.
Erna sat by her window, looking up at the night sky of Waterford from her bedroom window. She knew that there was nothing there but a few stars and a full moon covered in quite dense smoke of pollution. Yet her eyes remained locked there as if bewitched by the light of the full moon, which was strangely beautiful in comparison.Her hand moved to touch the figure of the moon that looked much closer to her while biting her lower lips. The moonlight made her think of Bianca. Her best friend's skin was just like the moon. Pale, white with a slightly lower body temperature than the average person. Her friend's tapering fingers, plus a taller and slender body than average women and her handsome face were indeed suitable to make her the perfect prince figure. In fact, she might not be surprised if one day she finds Bianca claiming to change her gender to man, considering that there was not the slightest trace of femininity in Bianca's masculine personality.
In one final shot using all his remaining strength after defeating twenty vampire prisoners who sided with Schneider, Theodore managed to knock the body of his opponent, a man with the pliable build of the Schneider werewolf clan, crashing into the wall behind his opponent. His hands moved his vampire aura, choking the man's neck to death.Having done this, Theodore caught his breath, raging with exhaustion, to his feet with difficulty. His legs were shaking violently because his stamina had been drained from relying too much on his vampire aura. His right arm was bleeding profusely from the man's attack, while his vision began to blur. Erick, who had just finished tidying up the remaining Schneider members, rushed to catch Theodore's nearly collapsed body and hit the floor which was filled with debris."Are you alright?"
Veronica was confused to find a change in Karl's attitude after returning from the business that night. Over a few days, her boyfriend turned into the overprotective type. Always asking where she was going and volunteering to take her, whether to campus or just sightseeing. Always frowning while peeking out the window occasionally when she was not going anywhere as if waiting for someone's presence. Or something. She did not know. Karl did not want to explain anything at all every time she asked. Just reply with the classic answer that asked her not to worry about it.How could she not worry, when Karl always wore a worried face?She wanted to ask Karl to tell her what happened that night, but she did not dare to do it. What if Karl finally decided to tell her, and she was not ready to know it? Or maybe she would not understand anyt
Veronica came out from one of the toilet cubicles after vomiting all of her guts. Holding her stomach, she walked slowly to the sink to wash her hands and gargle. If she could compare it to what it felt like to ride a motorcycle with Bianca, she would think of it like riding a roller coaster. It was that awful. Bianca used full speed, making her have to hug Bianca while trembling with fear of falling off from her friend's motorbike. Smoothly, the woman passed through the vehicles on the highway. The good thing was they arrive at the cafe where they usually hang out in just ten minutes. Usually, she would take a city bus and then continue the rest of the way on foot after stopping at two stops. The fare would be much cheaper if she took that option, although she would have to spend thirty minutes in exchange for it—especially if she left from her apartment."Want to drink some water?"Bianca continued to wait for her while leaning against the sink, ignoring the sh
Stephen closed his blue eyes, which lost their sparkle of charm, sat leaning against the door of his room. His mind was filled with curses, reproaches, and insults aimed at his failed mission a few days ago. That near failure sent Petra to death. Carelessness that he did not deserve forgiveness from his pack. As an alpha from the Laurent family, he should be able to guarantee the safety of his pack and successfully complete the mission. It was his second failure in his life, adding with when he failed to bring his brother back to his mother and ended with the result of his mother's death a few months later without seeing Sean forever.He chewed his thin lips, narrowing his lips even more until they seemed to disappear. He left the food delivered by Fabiola a few hours ago—which must have been cold—in front of his room because she found him kept locked up in his room.He moved from his place to his desk, looking for a cigarette that could dispel his frantic though
“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