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DICE [44]
"Welcome to my humble abode, Little Bro," Gala says with a furrowed brow. His eyes narrow suspiciously as he immediately shifts Bellamie slightly behind him, causing Seth to burst into laughter. Seth laughs so hard that tears almost well up in his eyes."You don't need to act like that, Gala," Seth says, trying to ease the tension. Gala, still with his own suspicions, asks, "Do you know me?" He also feels Bellamie's hand grip a bit tight in his."Since you were in the womb," Seth replies, addressing both of his guests directly. "And... welcome to you, Bellamie Rosaline."Instead of lowering his guard, Gala becomes even more vigilant. He stares intensely at Seth, noting the younger appearance, a similar build—somewhat slim, not to mention the slightly pale skin."Ah, allow me to introduce myself," Seth stands a bit away from Gala, his eyes scrutinizing the young man in front of him. The last time he visited Metro Selatan, he took a moment to check on Gala from a distance. Gala was busy
DICE [45]
Gala really tries out his new motorcycle. He leans forward slightly to balance the size of the bike he chose. Still not very skilled because it's only the second time he's ridden a motorcycle. Before? Never. Where did he learn? Gala can't answer that. He moves according to the instructions in his head. In his right hand to rev the throttle and brake hard. In his left hand, it's the same for pressing the brake. Meanwhile, with his feet, he maintains the stability of the bike."This is fun, Dice," Gala half-yells. The road he's on is steeply descending, where he sees from his glasses' visual display, a sharp turn awaits him at the end of this road."You don't need to shout, sir. I can hear you," Dice laughs.Gala just smirks. Though he intended to provoke Dice, maybe get her out of her shell, the holographic girl refuses. She says, "I'm here, sir."Even if not commanded to enter the dice also Dice wouldn't want to stay there for too long. In the cabin too. Although Bellamie can't see he
DICE [46]
Gala puts on his helmet again. Quickly changes direction towards the White House. He is very worried about his mother's condition. Only one small protector is left, which surely can be easily disabled by Gideon the Great. Considering the immense power of the highest ruler of Metro. But his movement suddenly stops. Gala feels a chill running through his nerves."DICE!" he growls, knowing who is doing this to him."Wait a moment, sir. I'm sure the arrival of Gideon the Great this time has a purpose and it's related to the die.""I don't care," Gala mutters. He tries once again to break everything Dice is doing, but he can't. The invisible bonds that bind him are too strong. "Dice! Come on! I need to see my mother!"Dice doesn't care. She quickly seeks clear information and immediately displays visuals of Gala's mother in a special room. She breathes a sigh of relief. A big one. "You can see for yourself that Mrs. Bellamie is safe."Gala has a bit of trouble seeing what Dice is doing. He
DICE [47]
"You have to be very careful, Gala," Seth warns at the end of their conversation. Bellamie is asked to return to her room. It's been specially prepared by Seth's people, and he insists that they stay temporarily at the White House. It's too dangerous outside. They don't know if the Grand Gideon has really left Metro East or not. Air surveillance and radar owned by Seth can no longer track the plane carrying the Grand Gideon. But that doesn't rule out the possibility that the ruler of Metro is still hiding in one of the snow-covered hills surrounding Metro East.Seth is sure his goal is to wait for Gala to use his dice."Do you know about the dice, Dad?" Gala asks with inquisitive eyes. He sits calmly, absorbing Seth's words about the presence of the Grand Gideon earlier. "Ah, silly me. Every ruler of Metro must know about the dice's existence, especially the last time I used it during the battle in Metro Uta—""You just used it, Gala. Yesterday," Seth interrupts him, rising from his s
DICE [48]
No. Gala didn't close his eyes at all, even though his entire body was submerged in this thick, comfortable blanket. The warm air in this room indeed made Gala very comfortable, but not his heart. Since Seth mentioned missing whatever occupied this die, all Gala can think of is Dice. How is that possible?But... oh my God! He roughly throws off the blanket. There's no change in this room. Nor the die still hanging around his neck. Its glow dims as Gala orders to obscure the die's signal from all the monitoring of other rulers. Especially Gideon the Great. But all that is not enough to make Gala lower his guard. Holding this die is like holding death. A war that drains so much energy and results in many casualties. Even though many soldiers were just injured, the damage was still there.Gala doesn't want to live like this. He just wants to live in peace with his mother. His goal has been achieved. What's next? Nothing. Gala is only trying to protect this die because... there's Dice. Wh
DICE [49]
"You sure we don't need to use any vehicles?" Gala asks again. He's adjusting his gloves, wearing a thick jacket, comfortable boots, and a hat for protection. Despite the relatively bright weather, a chilly wind is still blowing."Yeah, Sir."Gala is a bit suspicious but chooses not to say anything."Put your glasses back on, Sir. I'll show you the way," Dice says, looking up at the sky. She glances back and sees Bellamie looking at Gala with a worried expression. "Your mother looks worried, Sir.""Have you secured this cottage, Dice?" Gala asks while turning back. He sighs softly. Since they had breakfast, his mother hasn't stopped asking about Gala's destination for the day. Bellamie still can't believe Gala is going out like this, fearing it might turn into another unexpected adventure. Gala has explained that he needs to go somewhere, a place he can't specify, as he doesn't know where Dice will take him."Yes, Sir. I've activated the high-level alarm, and a drone armed with weapon
DICE [50]
Gala never shifted his gaze from Cathleen, who responded to the stare with her usual disdain. Every move she made didn't escape Gala's sight. For the first time, he found someone worth paying attention to, and it seemed like there was no other interesting object to look at. Her reddish lips looked beautiful. Her face blushed, and the tip of her nose turned pink. Her skin was as white as marble, and her sapphire blue eyes were truly captivating. Her wavy silver hair was neatly arranged on her head, with a pearl hairpin at the edge.The girl's attire was exactly like what Gala saw in the aquarium. Every detail was now very noticeable. The air was quite cold, and Gala was lucky to have a thick jacket. Meanwhile, Cathleen pulled out a bright blue cloak as an extra layer to ward off the cold.The cloak was quite large and made the girl almost disappear inside it."Feeling better?" Gala asks softly. He tidies up the strands of her hair that are slightly bothering her face. The silver hair g
DICE [51]
"Cathleen," Gala calls softly. "Are you... serious?"Cathleen slightly parts her cloak, sweeping the snowy path. She walks ahead while Gala stays a few steps behind. Their snowmobile is on the edge of the forest, and they venture further into it."Serious about what, sir?""Can you stop addressing me as sir?" Gala sighs. "Earlier, you mentioned that you're way older than me. Technically, that means you're older than me."Cathleen turns and gives him a sharp glare, and Gala laughs as he approaches her."You're easily offended. What I'm saying is the truth, right?"The girl chooses to ignore Gala. Her master is annoying but thrilling. Besides their closeness throughout the journey to a place she's eager to visit, Gala repeatedly stares at her without hesitation. Immersing Cathleen in those black eyes that sometimes turn orange, it can't be denied that her master is indeed handsome. Since their first meeting, a Galaksi Haidar only needs a little care. After that?Maybe Cathleen would get