19th July, 8.49 a.m.
After waking up as I sit on the front yard before breakfast, a new friend which came out from a rabbit hole, comes close to me and jumps on my lap, enjoying my stroke on her body with her purring.
Until one of its kind showed up.
BOP. BOP. BOP.
With the back of her feet stomping my lap, it means she’s afraid of him.
“Why is this pink-coloured thing afraid of me…!?”
A man with white hair, red eyes, like an appearance of a white rabbit, stands next to me.
“Thing…? It’s a Fortune Rabbit.”
Saying that, I stroke the pink rabbit on her back, where she calms down and rests on my lap once again.
“What is that? A rabbit that brings good luck?”
“Yes.”
“…I need to borrow her for a while.”
BOP BOP BOP.
Hearing that, the rabbit stomps her foot on my feet again— and with a quick pace.
“No gambling.” I uttered.
“Don’t you want to be rich?”
“Money does
Current time: 8.14 p.m. “NYA!!!” BROOOOM!!!!!!!!!! By the time we arrive at the battle scene— the cat, summons a lightning strike from above at the snake. Actually, by summoning lightning… it’s more like turning bad-luck into misfortune— adding this horrible weather, she turns the snake’s bad luck into misfortune, thus, as lightning strikes, it would strike her. “E-Eek………………...!” Restia inadvertently shrieks from the lightning. Currently, we are hiding behind the bushes and trees near them, while under the protection of an invisible barrier that’s able to fabricate their view on us as invisible and blocks out sound from reaching them. That man is the one maintaining the barrier. The trees nearby the cat and the snake breakdown on the centre of their trunks while burning in flames, it might be because of the lightning strike. Some of the other trees are blackened, crumbling, withering and rotting. It might be bec
That human— that human died. Once again, in front of my eyes— eaten alive by the snake. And here I was again— being carried away without being able to do anything. “Grawr…!” THUD! Even if I fell to the ground, I felt nothing. There’s no pain. As I look, I find the leopard collapsing on the ground, not moving anymore. Just like that time. It’s my fault. If I hadn’t attacked the human or offer myself to the snake that time— they probably would’ve survived. Ever since I was born, I’ve spent years running away from both my own kin and the white snakes. What was the meaning for me to be born? What was the meaning for only me to live on? The moment the old white snake dies, my heart died along with it. Those years while living like a stray cat, living on without a purpose. But I was wrong. I was just afraid of death. That’s why I blinded myself an
After the Snake spits me out from her mouth, we quickly head to where the cat and the snow leopard are, hiding behind the bushes with the same barrier casting around us earlier. The reason the Snow Leopard Queen is able to escape from the thick chains and arrive here is because of Restia. She… made a change of plans behind everyone. She believes in Snow Leopard Queen’s ability to persuade the cat. All she needs to do is to recall the cat’s trauma as a stimulant. Through the wolf, she translates their language to Restia, then to me. However, things aren’t going as well as she planned— because the cat is still not completely gone insane. “If I’m with him… I know I can definitely forget about the pain. But it’s already too late— IT’S TOO LATE.” The cat said while groaning. The cat’s love for me is insane— even though we only met once. …I don’t hate it. If I don’t stop her now, there’s no turning back for her this t
If you are wondering what kind of person my dad is, then the appropriate term to describe him would be a ‘researcher’. My dad is a person that’s continuously brimming with curiosity. As long as there is anything in this world that could pique his interest, he would dive into study and research, regardless of what is it. For example, history, engineering, magic, arts, music, martial arts, humans, animals, plants, language, psychology, culture, society, religion, sports, et cetera. He had no specific interest. Of course, my dad would get bored at some particular point— and that is the point where he completed his ‘research’. Though he may seem to be busy at all times— there are certain things he never neglects— his family and his faith towards the ‘God of Creation’. I’ve spent time watching my father from behind, and I always believed that my father is a person who does not believe in such thing as the existence of ‘celestial gods’.
Current time: 7.32 am. It’s been ten hours since the ‘hunting ground’ started. After I take in place of Nightwalker, I have been watching while standing just right outside the borderline of the hemisphere. I thought I could find ways to help them escape, but I gave up that thought afterwards. Even if they escaped from the ‘hunting ground’… what then? I soon learnt from Forsjá that there’s no way to destroy nor get into the ‘hunting ground’. Because the ‘hunting ground’ is meant initially to trap their preys without allowing them to escape. In these ten hours, the three of them never got the chance to rest at all— the moment they try to take a break, Dómr would make a surprise attack, exhausting them even further. Stamina and mana… they are almost at their limits. “…!” …Pearl’s and Asha’s wounds aren’t healing anymore. They had to take on Dómr’s full blows because their body size is limiting their options
After a long-lasting night— Felix, Asha, Pearl, Forsjá, Restia and that man is finally able to earn a good sleep. Especially those three, they were pretty exhausted from their fight against Dómr. Since everyone was up all night— I put all of them to sleep. Restia is sleeping in her room, that man is in the living room, while the others were at the backyard sleeping together. Even though I’m entirely exhausted myself, but I couldn’t get a single wink of sleep— because I know I’m not able to until I’m able to find Ruby. It’s been six days since she’s gone. While marking the places I have been on my map with a pen while lying on the grass, I realized only one-third of the island were searched. …It’s around 11am now. The only ones who are wide awake, are me and Dómr— which Dómr is resting next to me. After folding the map neatly and put it aside on my left, I turn my head to face Dómr— the Alpha of the Fenrir wolf,
By the time we returned before 2pm, I find that man from afar.He’s on the front yard, lying on his back as he gazes on the cloudy sky.He looks so relaxed.…Just like dad.“Oh… you’ve returned.” He murmured.He notices us as soon as Dómr went near to him.I wondered why he had a shadow figure of dad…“I’m hungry. Go cook for me.” He demanded.Jumping down from Dómr’s back, I glared at him with an annoyed look.“…Go cook it yourself.” I retorted.“Fine then, if you will excuse me… it’s time for charcoal lunch then.”I wondered why he pisses me off so much.“Fine, fine! You win!” I uttered.Geez, I had a headache.……………………………………………
My ears— must be playing tricks on me. No, not only my ears— perhaps I was being tricked right from the start, or maybe this man is just nuts. This man right in front of me… doesn’t look like a king at all. But, there’s no reason for him to make such a lie. Even if he’s lying just to get a better hospitality, I’m sure he already knows I wouldn’t give a damn about his status at all. “What’s wrong, future king candidate? Cat caught your tongue?” He muttered. “Or is it perhaps… you did not expect that the king of the Central Imperial Island is in such a pinch right now?” Just as he says that with an evil grin, he gave me a wall slam. Such a pinch, he said. It doesn’t match that evil grin he had on him now. “So… what you promised me earlier is just nothing but an empty shell?” I replied. “Empty shell? Nonsense.” He then slowly retreated. “I mark my words, brat.” “…What do you mean you are in a pinch
After Persia and I rode the subway station towards the centre of the Central District, I immediately got off the train and was currently…“Blerghhhh……………………”…puking my soul out in the men’s washroom.Ugh, I feel like crap.I can’t believe I had motion sickness.Come to think of it, this was my first time riding a train. It was unexpected because I was fine despite riding a shaking helicopter under such crude weather.So… a train motion sickness it is.I still had to ride it one more time when we went back… ugh…… just thinking about it gives me the chills.‘I bought the pills’ Persia sent me a message.‘U can come out now’Rinsing my mouth and throat with water, I sloppily exited the washroom with a fatigued look.“Here, water,” Persia said as she gave me a bottle of water.“…Thanks, Persia……”“I also bought the pills you wanted.”Saying that, Persia handed over the entire tablets of Antihistamines.Antihistamines… I might feel drowsy, dizzy, and decreased mental alertness from the si
Hot.…So hot.The weather's so hot.It's been a while since I last felt summer heat.Since I met Kuroyuki Shiroha, my concept regarding heat seems to disappear.Okay… it looks like I got here a little early. I might as well ask Mr Waals Junior regarding to 'that'.Activating my screen, I looked for Reus Waals's contact with my authorisation and contacted him through the IKAssembly.'Morning, Reus Waals' I texted.'This is Lucifer Nightwalker von Nightmare, the special student''I have a favour to ask of you'
Nowadays, there aren't many who mastered all three keys. Those who mastered them are called the triplex magicians, which were rare to find in this era."Yes, I'm one. And…?" Lefiya answered without being proud, or rather, she was unconcerned about it."Oh, nothing," I replied. "I was merely curious about it.""…That sounds like the lines of a person who will ask me a favour later," Lefiya said to me with a stern look."Why, indeed," I answered blandly. "How did you know?""…From experience." When Lefiya made that remark, her stern, cold expression remained."Sounds like a bad one," I said."…It is." She answered coldly.Whatever happened in her past looked like she'd been through a lot."Oh, that's right— Lefiya, do you have any plans later?" I asked. 
Magic, or magic spells is a supernatural power to bend the laws of nature. It could be cast by converting the source, which is mana, and performing either one of the 'three keys', which are the catalyst for it.Before talking about the 'three keys', let's talk about mana.To begin with, what is mana?It's a form of energy that could be converted into magic spells— but only by performing either one of the 'three keys' could convert mana into magic.Mana was stored inside your body— the mana core. Like how unique it was in everybody's Deoxyribonucleic acid (DNA), fingerprints, and even their genetic and cultural traits, everyone was born with a different mana capacity, density and wavelength from each other; there may be similarities, but not the same. Just the mana capacity itself is rather distinct when you compare human's mana capacity (the lowest) with the elves (one of the highest).
Lefiya continues to apologise with her head lowered."… It's no use to blame her about that now," I said. "For now… let's just focus on these."Telling him that, I look at the items on the desk.A silver semi-auto pistol with a magazine of a capacity of 20 bullets.19 9×18mm Ultra bullets.A strand of scarlet hair.Video: Lefiya's bullied scene with video quality of 4k, 120 FPSPicture 1: Lefiya's blood stain on the grassPicture 2: Damaged tree trunk and bullet holePicture 3: Damaged grass and soil and bullet hole"Looks like the only thing useful is probably the fingerprints on the gun and that one strand of hair…" I said."No, don't you give me that." Principal retorted with his eyes squinted at me, seemingly annoyed. "You al
CLAP."Alright then, let's get down to business, shall we?"With a clap, Principal invited us to sit in front of his desk as he casually sat on his seat.BAM!!!He immediately slammed his fist down on the table when we sat."WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU, LEFIYA RIOS CHALLIA!? HOW MANY TIMES HAD I WARNED YOU NOT TO STICK YOURSELF INTO TROUBLE!!?" Principal yelled with bloodcurdling anger.…It made a dent at the table.It surprised Lefiya so much that her hair turned mauve purple, but not me— I'm already used to it. It's his common pattern to slam onto something when he's angry."Wait, so it's like, she's gone missing before too?" I asked."No, no, that's not it." Principal corrected me. "It's just that every single trouble she involves herself in is putting this country into greatttttt danger.""I-I-I-I-I'm sorry……" Lefiya hurriedly apologises by bowing her head several times."What do you mean…… putting this country into greattttttt danger?" I asked.Principal heaved a short sigh afterwards
It was said that elves are the most prideful among all races, even more so than dragons.They are a race specialising in the use of magic in which every one of them had an extraordinary amount of mana that stood at the top of all races.They had a similar appearance to humans except for their long ears. It was also said that every one of them is beautiful, and perhaps such is the cause of their arrogance.That said, the worst ones are the light elves living in Alfheim, which is one of the countries in the World Tree Yggdrasil Republic, surrounding the world tree Yggdrasil.That said, there are also dark elves, sea elves, snow elves, and forest elves.Among these five elves races, forest elves— said to be one with the forest, were in charge of the World Tree, Yggdrasil.Because the fairies were said to live within Yggdrasil.Fairies
I hurriedly head back to the Second Year Faculty.…Has it been five minutes already…? Let's hope those people haven't fled the scene.When I got back to the central courtyard, no one was there anymore.The bullets, bullet shells, glove and flip knife, were gone. Even if I scanned the whole area for metal detection, none of them showed up.What's left was the bullet hole left at the tree trunk and the ground, and this stain on the grass is probably Lefiya's blood.Annoyed by not having any solid evidence, I heaved a long sigh.It was when I realized a strand of scarlet hair stuck on my shirt and the pistol the girl used was in my pocket.…Better capture some images about these first.The only solid evidence I had now were only this strand of scarlet hair and the fingerprints on this pistol.
Because I was standing behind her, she couldn't see who I was.As for her companions— they recognized my face, and were stunned in shock.Six of them wore a black masks covering their faces. They had gloves, and they even wore coloured contact lenses to hide their eye colour.… That's awfully well prepared. They aren't those Second Year C-Class students listed in the check-in records, are they?"That's my line." I retorted while gently twisting her arm."Ahhh…!?"The girl was forced to let go of her knife because of the pain.Still grabbing her arm, I removed her hood; it revealed her beautiful, long scarlet hair.It doesn't seem like a wig, but I can't really tell whether it is a wig or not. Nevertheless, not one of the seven students that I memorized earlier has this kind of hairstyle or hair col