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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
DICE [52]
"Wow." Gala doesn't know what appropriate words to say other than that one. He thinks it perfectly represents what he heard from Cathleen, who is now looking at him with a slightly annoyed expression. "Huh? Why?""Why?" Cathleen sighs in frustration. "I've been talking extensively, and all you say is 'wow'?""What else should I respond, Cathleen? This is... extraordinary."Cathleen's blue eyes roll in exasperation. "Talking to you is annoying." She gets up from her seat, straightening her slightly crumpled dress. Mueeza, who has been lazily observing, wriggles a bit due to Cathleen's movement. The girl steps on part of the large cat's body with her foot. "Muezza, I'll excuse myself for now. See you on another occasion. Always guard what you need to guard."The large black cat just yawns widely. Its paw stretches out with its body languidly. Then, it curls up like a big cat meeting its owner."I understand. You should've seen how I handle a gun, Muezaa. Even my master admits my greatne
DICE [53]
Once they arrived at the entrance of the cave, the sunlight had already started to dim. Far in the distance, the lingering orange hues left behind a beautiful glow. Gala fell silent for a moment. The cold wind brushing against him made his ears and nose chilly."Is there going to be a storm tonight, Cathleen?" Gala asks, turning to the girl who is now by his side, adjusting the ties of her cloak to fend off the penetrating cold."No, sir. It's just that the air here is naturally colder in the Metro East region. Over there," Cathleen points to the distant hills, "that's ground zero for the entire Metro rotation. The temperature is extremely cold. Only a few people are assigned to monitor the freezing levels there to keep the climate stable throughout the Metro region. Although, well... my father sometimes commits violations too.""You've already told me about that part," Gala chuckles, amused. "It seems like it's getting dark soon. Do you want to go home or set up a tent at the edge of
DICE [54]
The loud noise from behind the hut makes Bellamie quite worried. Not because she's not used to living alone, but the storm sounds tonight are quite terrifying. Since the sun is no longer shining brightly, Bellamie has been waiting for Gala's return. She prepared dinner, just in case her son is hungry after going somewhere, who knows where. But until now, there are no signs of his return.She recalls the brief conversation just before Gala left. Her son's face looked so cheerful. As a mother, there's a considerable curiosity, but she doesn't want to ask directly. Bellamie has to be careful with her words because she wants to build good communication between them. There have been many gaps in the relationship between her and her son. She'll ask many things, possibly things related to relationships with the opposite sex. Gala is already an adult. His appearance is quite cool.He probably already has a girl he's interested in, right?"Where are you heading today, Gala?" Bellamie asks curi
DICE [55]
Gala's hand clenches tightly. He feels a sting as the tip of his nail scratches his cold palm due to the force of his clenched hand. His fingers turn white. Then suddenly, the hand floats with full force. It touches Alex's pale and melancholic face, ignored by Bellamie.SLAP!"Dare you appear in front of me, Alex!" Bellamie shouts with a breathless voice. His eyes glare at Alex, who turns away. He gently rubs the cheek that just received a slap from Bellamie. The woman in front of him looks terrifying. But Alex has anticipated this.His mistake is significant. Perhaps forgiveness is not easy to come by."GO!" Bellamie orders immediately. He points to the snowy area where the storm is still raging. The sounds of the wind, enough to create a tense atmosphere, still echo. In front of the main gate of the cottage, four cars that Bellamie feels are accompanying the sturdy silver-haired man are parked. He clenches his fists. "Go. I don't want to see you again.""The storm is strong, Bella.