Days passed. And then weeks. Ian left Erza's village with his people after camping there for three days. It was the time he took to think things over. And in the end, his decision was quite unexpected. Arthur was sure that he'd go back with him this time. Afterall, the only issue keeping Ian away from his home was finally resolved. There was no more reason for him to wonder in the wilds like this, like a homeless person. "You should go back."Ian said those words while looking Arthur straight in the eyes. There was no hesitation in his voice. Arthur, in the middle of sipping his tea, was frozen still in shock and disbelief. "Why?""I don't understand.""They're all waiting for you.""You should go back home. You need to go back home.""Back to us."Arthur said those things, pausing after every sentence, with a confused tone. He wasn't even trying to understand Ian's point of view at this point. He just knew he needed to take Ian back, back by his side. "I'm not going. Not right n
"You don't mind?"Arthur asked, curious and a little bit scared. He was sure Ian would get mad. He did show emotion similar to agitation when he mentioned a tracking spell.A soul contract was even worse. So Ian's sudden curiosity didn't make sense. "Well.. It sounds interesting.. ""I don't mind having a two-way communication line among us."Ian was looking at the bigger picture. Nothing good would come out of Arthur knowing his location 24/7 in real time but if he could also know what Arthur was doing and even communicate with him, that was a different matter altogether."So you know about the details.."Most people didn't even know that soul contracts allowed communication. Ian had extensive knowledge about this world only because he read the novel. Arthur was always surprised by how much Ian knew about everything."But how are we gonna do it?"Ian asked, stepping forward. His eyes were literally glistening with curiosity like a kid. "Balancing the two souls, usually it's impossi
'Haah..What a mess..' Arthur thought to himself as he felt a headache brewing at the back of his head. Currently he was in the middle of a meeting held at the King's palace. Most nobles from the capital was present there, as well as the King and Prince Albert. The only remarkable absence was the Duke, Miller Dicarious. It was a meeting held with the purpose of deciding on Arthur's rewards. He was called back to the capital after Arthur and his team manager to take over all of the headquarters of the enemies and given a grand welcome. Next was the awarding ceremony. The King and Prince Albert had already come to a conclusion. They wanted to promote Arthur to a higher position and bestow him the title of a Duke along with appropriate properties/land/mines, servants and knights on the capital. But the problem lied with the nobles from the other fraction. Although the second Prince was on Albert's side, his mother had no intention of accepting that fact. The Queen's faction, out of
"My apologies for being late, your majesty. The traffic was quite heavy today."The guy in the robe removed the hood from his head and gave the King a small bow as he apologized for his delay. But anyone present there could tell at a glance that neither did the apology sound genuine nor was his fake expression. The King didn't mind though. Afterall, the person in front of him was someone he greatly adored. Ian. "Someone finally decided to return home?"The King asked, instantly feeling a boost in his mood after seeing Ian's cherry expression. The stiffling atmosphere inside the meeting room disappeared as a batch of fresh air covered the whole place. Even the people that didn't welcome his presence could feel their tensed muscles ease up without understanding why. The reason was simple. Ian was a living, breathing mana purifier afterall. "What could I do? I dearly missed my mother's snacks."Ian rubbed his belly as he whined. The occasional snacks Olivia made and brought into his
Ian had a big grin on his face as he felt the various types of aggressive mana targeted against him. It was unconscious. The situation remined him of his past as Noah where he had to always face a bunch of enemies all by himself. He was always outnumbered and overpowered. Yet he always managed to come out victorious somehow.Ian's smile wasn't invisible to the other's inside the room either. They could all see it clearly. And that smile, in a situation like that, meant nothing but provocation."Hey.. Control your expression."Albert nudged him softly from the sides as he whispered. He was afraid that a fight would break out if this kept going on. It also helped Ian snap out of his daze, reminiscing about his glorious days. "Do you think these guys will listen?"Ian asked Albert, seeing the little bit of hesitation that was still there, somewhere hidden deep inside. A lot has changed, but there was still trace of the meek personality that this guy had in the past. "We can't just get
After abruptly coming back to the capital and threatening the nobles, Ian had to spend a few more days handling matters related to that. He had to, no, he insisted on watching over the nobles as they paid for their sins by doing various activities such as paying respect to the deads, helping their family members out, clearing false accusation from peoples name, making public confessions etc etc. The nobles all went to great lengths fulfilled their task, specially since Ian made it very clear that he was watching over every single one of them, carefully. Ian did all that during the day and took care of some underworld businesses during the night. Like that, a week passed. Ian barely got any sleep during the whole time but his body was as energetic as if he had just woken from a great nap. It was all thanks to Jet and the others who kept Ian on top shape all the time. "You should take a break."Albert said with concern as he watched Ian scan through huge mountains of documents. Albe
Ian blacked out. He and the Crown Prince had decided to have a drink after everything was settled. It was Ian's invitation so Albert was more than happy to accept.After Ian was done dealing with the nobles, he came back to the palace. By the time they started drinking, it was already late at night. Ian took out a bunch of snacks from his space ring. These were all food he had collected from all over the continent while on his journey to save and rescue people. Since he didn't accept any money in return for his service, they all showered him with lots of love and local food to show their gratitude.Ian found it cute so he accepted them the first time. After that, he came up with the idea to collect and share these variety of food with the people back home so he kept collecting them from then on. His target was finally being fulfilled. "How much food do you have stored inside your ring anyway?"Albert asked, casually, seeing how Ian was always taking one thing or the other out of h
"You didn't want to get involved?"Albert asked just to confirm what Ian had just said one more time. He was having a hard time believing it."To the point where you'd even make her swear on her mana?"Ian nodded his head in response. It was the truth. He had some pretty drastic change in his thoughts and attitude after coming to this world. The version of him that handled Anna was closer to Noah than Ian. "Yet you did all that behind his back to help him out?"Albert had a crazy expression on his face for a second before it went back to normal again. He looked at Ian like he was looking at the craziest person in the world. "I told you.. I just wanted to help the world.. Not him in particular."Ian mumbled. The only reason he wanted to help Arthur out in the beginning was so he could live a peaceful life in this world. But a war capable of destroying the earth wasn't going to be of much help in that case. "Young master.. Do you hate me?""Hah?"But the conclusion that Arthur came t