The witch, still bewildered by the sudden turn of events, stared at the hooded figure with a mix of confusion and apprehension. The mention of a scent from twenty years ago stirred a sense of unease within her."Twenty years ago?" she questioned cautiously. "What do you mean?"The hooded figure turned to face her, their eyes piercing through the shadows of their hood. After a moment of contemplation, they spoke with measured and deliberate tones, "I encountered a group similar to these pursuers two decades ago. They emitted a distinctive odor—a dark and malevolent stench. It's a scent etched in my memory, especially because they took something precious from me."As the hooded figure spoke, the witch couldn't help but feel a strange connection between their words and the ominous group that had been chasing her. The mysterious past that Daniel had promised to unveil now seemed to be unraveling before her, carried by the winds of fate."Something precious?" the witch probed, narrowing he
The hooded figure's use of her true name, a name she hadn't uttered in years, sent shivers down the witch's spine. It was a name she thought had been forgotten, buried beneath the layers of her cursed existence."How... how do you know my name?" she stammered, a mixture of surprise and suspicion coloring her voice.The figure raised a gloved hand, pushing back the hood to reveal a face obscured by deep shadows. In the dim forest light, Ellen discerned the contours of a countenance marked by the passage of time, etched with both sorrow and a touch of nostalgia. Her eyes widened in astonishment."I know more than you realize, Ellen," the figure said, their tone softening. "I pondered long and hard about where that unfortunate girl might have gone after the war ended."The figure, or more precisely, the man gazing at her, wore a warm smile that caused Ellen to grip the grass around her tightly. He continued, "But to think she was right under my nose... I'm such a failure as a friend, are
Ellen commenced narrating her tale, revealing details she had concealed before, placing complete trust in her friend. Carl listened in silence, his expressions shifting in response to the various situations Ellen described."So, that's the gist of it," Ellen concluded, her voice a blend of exhaustion and vulnerability. "It's been a long time since those events unfolded. To be honest, I had almost given up on seeking revenge, but...""Did that person genuinely express a desire to help you?" Carl's eyes, now questioning, narrowed for a moment. His raised eyebrow conveyed doubt about the authenticity of that individual's intentions. Observing his skeptical demeanor, Ellen couldn't help but release a soft chuckle."Why would you ask such a thing? Are you worried that I might fall for a scam or something?""We can never be too sure. Don't you find it peculiar? Someone you barely know, and who even attempted to harm you, suddenly wants to avenge you? Unless there's a loose screw in his head
William Benjamin.Known as second prince and the first child of the current queen.In the novel, he doesn't be mentioned that much accept a few moment. In another words, he is a side character just like Leon Fronti.However, just why would Leon knows that the man in his line of sight is him, if the prince just barely mention?Well, it's all thanks to the author effort to decribe it on special's notes after some fan were wondering about the appearance of the crown's prince family as they find out how attractive Zedd is.'The crown prince, Zedd, boasts orange hair and golden eyes, resembling the previous king, while the second prince, William, inherits white hair from his mother and red eyes from the current king.'The reigning monarch, Alex, has four offspring—two with the previous queen and two with the current queen. Zedd is the eldest, followed by William, the third is a princess, and the youngest is Raon.'During my stayed at the palace, three of them paid me a visit, excluding him
The arrogant individual in the robe was brimming with confidence. Similar to a mediocre antagonist, he believed he could effortlessly capture the elusive rat. "Kekeke, I'll seize this chance to apprehend that rascal and present him to my lord—surely my lord will be thrilled!" Suddenly snapping out of his daydream, he retrieved a knife concealed within his robe. Nonchalantly hurling it toward the spot where the rat had been moments ago, he envisioned a triumphant capture. "I'm certain the fellow will scream once caught by me!" He closed his eyes with an air of assurance and a smirk on his face. "Hmm?" However, despite waiting patiently, the anticipated scream never reached his ears. "What in the world? Did he perish before even uttering a scream or something?" Opening his eyes with a frown, he peered at the spot where the rat had stood before, only to find it empty. "What—" Frantically turning his head, he scanned his surroundings. "Not here." His expression unconsciously c
"Yo-you—"With eyes resembling a pitiful puppy, William stared at the man standing at a distance, trembling quite exaggeratingly."You're the one trying to defile my body, correct?"His dramatic words spilled from his lips, his hands clutching the blanket tightly, creating the illusion that Leon was the type of man to engage in such actions.'The hell—'Leon frowned, swiftly removing his slipper."Stop talking nonsense!!"He hurled it above the prince's head with a light toss, creating a gust of wind that passed by the prince's pitiful expression.GulpThe prince audibly swallowed in response, bewildered."W-why would you throw that—""If you don't stop making those weird conclusions in your head in front of me, next time,"Leon took off another slipper and held it threateningly with a cold smirk,"This will hit your beautiful face, Your Highness.""-Hiek!!"William flinched once again, sensing a threat emanating from a mere slipper, yet refrained from saying anything more.Observing
"Arghhh* RAN!!! Please help us!! De-demon!! A child watches as his village burns down. All around him, the air is filled with screams from the villagers. His hands clench tightly onto the body of his mother, who carries him while running. His father was left behind to protect them both. Although at first, his mother hesitated, for him, she ran. How long has it been? He didn't know. However, the only time his mother stops is when they no longer see the village in their sight. His mother leans down behind a tree, still tightly hugging him and patting him, telling him everything will be fine, that she will protect him. "Mother..." The small child utters those words unconsciously, trying to look up to see his mother's face. Thud* Suddenly, at that moment, his ears hear the sound of something falling near him. His eyes stop turning at his mother; instead, his head instinctively turns to look at what had fallen. 'What is that?' His head questions, looking at an unknown object l
Despite Gray's incredulity at what he was witnessing, both he and Leon found themselves on the cloud. People who appeared engrossed in their own activities halted their work and approached the duo, forming a crowd. Leading them was an elderly man who greeted Daniel as if they were familiar. "Milord, we have come as you called. Is there something the matter?" "Hey Anan, sorry to call you suddenly, but... I just wanted to ask you something. Can we talk for a moment?" "Sure. But that man..." "Ah, he's my servant. I'll leave him in the care of others for a moment. Can you guys show him around, perhaps?" "Sure, it's my joy to do so!" "We will do it for you, milord!" "Yeah, young man, please follow us!" While Gray was being led around by the cloud's inhabitants, Leon ventured to a secluded spot with Anan. "By the way, Anan... I don't recall you ever calling me 'milord' before. Why now?" "...That's right. At first, we didn't think we could use that title, as it's reserved for our ma