Relief…That was what Zeliker felt. He never knew the heaviness in his heart all this time would be lessened after telling someone his true thoughts and feelings. He finally learned his lesson.It was better to tell or share your problems with someone you were close to. But…Zeliker groaned in shame with a pillow on his face to hide his disgraceful expression. He still felt surreal about all of this.How come he, for more than 10 years, would completely, decisively open up his heart now?! How come?!Is it because he was somewhere peaceful and far away from the dangerous atmosphere in Flink? Or because he thought Silvert was someone he trusted?Well, he does trust Silvert. So, scratch that.Could it be because his mind unconsciously told him that he was free from Flink and let him be honest towards Silvert?Ah, he doesn’t understand! He never told Silvert before and now he did it! What a shameful thing he had

"Zeliker, let's go. We have to wait at the podium." Xcerox told Zeliker.Their friends already left except him, Zeliker and Silvert. They were watching Gizelis putting on his armour and weapons with the help of the palace manservants. The friendly match day finally arrived and everyone couldn't stop him anymore.Gizelis was stubborn to accept the match. He told them it was his duty and asked them to trust in him more. They would but after looking at the other participant, they really wanted Gizelis to change his mind.That person was a high-rank demon controlled by his slave collar. His cold vertical orange eyes look so fierce and sharp, and no one seems to want to get close to him. He was 1.85 metres, looking straight at the royal podium. Everyone, even Sektar, thought it would be a low-rank demon but never could they have imagined the demon was high-rank. This obviously looks like Drick was showing off. But, such control over the high-ranking demo

"Zeliker," Silvert called when he entered an open door to a room from the living hall in their dimension.Zeliker was seen moving in it. The room has a lot of medical materials and herbs. It was the infirmary room made by Zeliker a long time ago and also a place for them to recover when they were injured.In the infirmary room, there were six patient beds. One of them was occupied by Trez. The same triangle lamp was hanging above them and the room was painted white to look like an infirmary. The medical materials and herbs were placed around in a cabinet or another room attached to it. Silvert saw Zeliker had inserted a needle into Trez's right arm and was connected to an IV bag. An oxygen mask was also put on Trez's face which was now breathing slowly yet looked very painful. Sweat had covered all over his body and Zeliker used his power to disintegrate it."He is lucky that we are here," Silvert commented while folding his hands and resting his ba

"Your Highness!" Ashla rushed into Stiria's room.Stiria, who was reading her book, looked up at her. When she saw Ashla's expression, she felt something bad had happened."Ashla, what is it?" She stood up from her lazy chair.Ashla took a deep breath before she told Stiria about what happened in the throne hall. Stiria's eyes widened before she ran out of her room with Ashla and her maidservants following behind.A moment later, they arrived in the infirmary building and went straight to the emergency room. Outside the room, she saw her brothers and friends. Their expressions looked very gloomy and miserable."Brother!" She called and stopped beside them."Stiria..." Xcerox turned his head to her. The hands that were folded released down."It seems you already know..." Miulwess guessed from her expression.Stiria nodded and turned her head to the emergency door."How is Zeliker now?" She asked with worry.Xcerox