After the intense battle was over with Dietrich and Roxanne winning it, the group returned to the cottage. Fransesca helped the weaken Devon walking while Roxanne and Arwen carried Dietrich. Once they were arrived ,Dietrich was treated by his apprentice. Roxanne used her advanced healing magic and it managed to heal some wound but there were some burn marks that she could not remove completely. The fire magic used by the demon was really something. While Devon was given a drink to make him feel better.“Dev, are you feeling better now?” Fransesca asked. She cared about her friend so much that she looked very worried.“Yeah… My head is still hurt tho.” Devon responded. He could hear the demons in his mind were making commotion again.Arwen and Roxanne came soon after. Both of them told Devon that Dietrich was now sleeping quietly. The wise man was not badly injured only got some burn wound and it might be healed anytime.“Devon, you should ease your mind. It might be bad if the demons
Time has passed. Devon woke up after he took a nice nap. Dietrich and Roxanne came to see Devon because they got something to tell him.“Dear son, how are you feeling right now?” Dietrich asked the boy.“I’m fine Sir Dietrich. It’s all thanks to you and Roxanne. I’m so glad that no one was dead. I would like to say my apologize too if I hurt you when I got possessed.” Devon showed his gratitude and apology to the wise man. He looked very blessed to meet bot of them.“Good to hear that, boy. Anyway, what did you feel when Roxanne came inside your mind?” Dietrich tried to guide the conversation so that he would have a reason to let Roxanne joined them.“Uhh, I feel like a fresh water was poured down over my body. I felt refreshed.” Devon explained the moment Roxanne tried to make him conscious.“That’s great. So Roxanne can become your savior in case the demons are possessing you again.” Dietrich kept silent. He looked like he was thinking about something. “I have a request for you all.
Flashback on the night before departing.After bidding farewell to her master, Roxanne undertook a mission to accompany Devon and the gang to reach Gallantros Town. Seeing the cheerful and lively vibes that her new compatriots exuded, Roxannce couldn’t help but to feel a little bit sorry. She remembered the conversation that he had with Dietrich last night regarding her task.“Rox, are you still awake?” asked Dietrich after knocking on his pupil’s door. “I know it’s quite late but may I have something to discuss with you?Roxanne was about to go to sleep after all, but how could she refuse such a gentle request from her honorable mentor? Swiftly she rose up from her bed and wearing back her hunting robe for a display of modesty.“Yes, Sir Dietrich, I’m still wide awake! Just a moment, please!” answered Roxanne while hurrying to open the door. “Sorry to keep you waiting, Master! Please, come in!”There could be hesitation seen in Dietrich’s face. Even though Roxanne was his student, bu
They had been walking for a while, far enough from the rural area where Dietrich and Roxanne used to live. The sun had also started to lean back to the west, as a sign that today was about to finish.“You’ve been awfully quiet, Roxanne,” Francesca tried to strike up a conversation after the deafening silence that enveloped the group since they left the hut. “Not a chatty type, are you?”Roxanne just peeked a glance to her and scoffed heavily while turning her face away, indicating that she was not in the mood for some chit-chat. All Francesca could respond was to smile wryly while lifting up her shoulders, understanding that the magician didn’t welcome her friendly advance. That was to be expected, after what incident they caused that disrupted her peaceful life.“Aww, come on, Roxy! Don’t be such a grump, otherwise you would age faster than you should!” teased Devon without realizing that he was the main culprit that made her acted that way. “You don’t wanna end up wrinkled like your
In another side of the town, Devon was being tugged around by Arwen who got curious with everything she saw. It was not hard for them to quickly become the center of attention of the local residents.“Stop it, Arwen! Remember our objective!” reminded Devon who tried to resist Arwen’s inner urge to explore her so-called infatuation of the first human civilization she laid her eyes upon. “People are looking at us!”Arwen’s eyes gleamed with joy and a hint of pride to hear that remark of Devon.“Is that true? I guess I can’t hide my charm forever, huh?” Arwen had given up ages ago to contain her excitement. “You must be proud to walk side by side with an elf who became the center of the atttention as soon as she walked into the city!”“Uh, I strongly disagree that was the reason behind their penetrating gazes,” worried Devon while staying on his toes and keeping his peripheral awareness alert. “They don’t seem that friendly to me, though. Somehow I could feel their sinister intention, li
lStill in hiding, Devon knew something just didn’t feel right, but he couldn’t grasp what that was. He thought hard, pondering about that, but in the end it was a dead end. Realizing he couldn’t solve this matter alone, he decided to regroup with the other team.“Arwen, let’s go back to the assigned place! Francesca and Roxanne must have been waiting for us,” invited Devon. “There’s something I need to discuss with everybody present, after all.”“But Bro, we haven’t even found an inn yet!” reminded Arwen that their objective was still left unaccomplished.“Relax, if worse comes to worst, we will spend the night in that whorehouse from before. That will please you, right?” offered Devon. “That’s only if that place is safe. I just can’t help but to feel wrong about it.”Arwen nodded obediently this time and followed Devon’s pace back to the place they separated themselves into two groups.“Hmm, now that you mention it, I did feel something too, Bro,” reported Arwen in the end. “You know
The focus shifted back on the the mysterious syndicate that kidnapped Francesca and Roxanne. It would seem they were specialized in human trafficking since they looked so fluent in what they were doing. And judging from their behavior and destination, it surely wasn’t their first time committing this act.“Mama, we’re back,” sighed the sinister gentleman as soon as they entered the back door of a secluded building. “Give me a drink, I’m as dry as a husk on the desert!”A woman in her mid-40s came out to receive their arrival. She couldn’t hide her age behind her thick makeup but still she looked desirable, thick and plump in all the right parts of her smoking hot figure.“Welcome back, Trappie! It’s very rare for you to look this exhausted,” welcomed the sensual madam. “What made you this way? Someone’s pronouncing your name wrong again?”“Mama Mia, you’re the only one I allow to call me that way but don’t push your luck,” said that gentleman while taking off his hat. “And no! It’s no
After delivering Francesca and Roxanne to the containment room, the thugs had a talk amongst themselves, voicing out their frustration after being schooled by Trapattoni.“Screw that Trap! All he did was yap around while leaving all the dirty deeds to us!” cursed one of them as they walked through the corridor.“Yeah, to think that we have someone like him as our boss!” Another one said in agreement.“Sssh, keep your voice down! Things will get ugly again if he hears us!” reminded his friend. “People say he possesses a magical ability. You know the chick in the red cloak? She was supposed to wipe the floor with us with her scary witchcraft, but Boss handled that for us!”“Ugh, why do you always defend that creepy dude? Stop licking his boots!”“Comrades, we’re close to our drinks. That means we’re also closer to Boss! Keep your voice down and behave yourselves!” The fourth thug attempted to diffuse the situation by explaining the condition they were in.But thanks to the silence they