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My Infatuation With Death Chapter 17 : A breach
Perspective: Conrad GarnierI don't know what the hell was happening to me, that night every mundane thing looked exceptionally "extraordinary".Ever since Regina fed me,Nope, that wasn't it, Maybe my fatigue was getting worse, my hands and legs were sore.Yeah, That's it.So, after telling Emilia "Good Night" I decided to go to sleep. I silently walked towards my carriage, Then out of nowhere Thor Gild stopped me, by extending his arm in front of me.With an annoyed expression I asked,"What do you want?".He replied with a gentle voice,"Look can we talk?".I didn't want to ,But still I decided to listen,get it over with.He said,"I didn't knew that I would ever say this to you .... but I am saying this anyway .... thank you".I was confused, so, I asked"What .... what did I do?".He replied,"Look man I know you helped me ... If you hadn't shown Patrick where I was .... I would have been dead from all those wounds .... due to my stubborn ascetic pride".As soon as I heard t
My Infatuation With Death Chapter 18 : I don't understand him
Perspective: Thor Gild........................................ Past ........................................................................."I am a member of the Ascetic clan", from childhood I was taught to live in the ways of the Ascetic. Our clan believed that the way of asceticism lied in rejecting ease and always opting for the difficult path. We lived in the mountains near Summerwe Volcano range , we distanced ourselves from comfort and convenience there. Although our aim was to develop strength, we firmly held the belief that resorting to violence should be the last option. This belief was even more strengthened by our refusal to embrace convenience, as violence is seen as an easy solution that we consciously avoided choosing.Our way was to deny convenience and worldly desires, to offer ourselves to the guidance of Arngrim, "the god of Slaughter".One of his teachings in our clan was to emphasize the idea of not healing wounds immediately. The belief was that on enduring p
My Infatuation With Death Chapter 19 : One-sided Illusion
Perspective : Thor Gild.................................. Past .....................................................After that day soon they became the talk of the town. Those two were the first two adventurers to reach S - Rank in two weeks.While I was still an A - Rank adventurer. Then it was only a matter of days, untill Elkdrack Introduced me to them. Patrick was gone for more than a month now, our adventuring activities were halted because of him, we were a party of three, and him missing had put a cudgel in our activities.So, when Elkdrack introduced me to those two, I saw a new side of Conrad, he had a warm welcoming vibe emanating, from him. It seemed that, they were forming a new party, and he wanted me on it.He came up to me, extended his hand and said, "Your friend here says you are exceptional with your sword and blunt weapons .... and since I have fought you, I can second his opinion"."We would be honoured If you joined our party".The look on his face was so diffe
My Infatuation With Death Chapter 20 : Hollow reality
Perspective : Regina ClementI wondered why he left?Did he not like the way I fed him?"I am hopeless,.... aren't I ?". "I know this relationship cannot go anywhere.... but yet, I still keep try'in, burden him?".As I washed my hands, Thor Gild came limping towards me, he was breathing heavily, as if he had ran towards me in a hurry, with his eyes wide opened as if he were to see a ghost.While panting, in a shuttering voice he said,"Conrad.... Conrad, he is ... acting strange".i asked,"What do you mean by strange?".As he replied, I found that my deepest fears had resurfaced."He has this hollow intense look on his face, he is crying tears but yet he is smiling , and he keeps shouting like a mad man"."I don't know, what is happening.... but If it's my fault, I am deeply sorry"."Please go to him and help him .... I beg of you".He said that while bowing to me.As soon as I heard that, I went running towards Conrad.I knew what he meant?And yet I had to check that for myself?W
My Infatuation With Death Chapter 21 : Day z
Perspective: Conrad Garnier"Here's your tea .... hold it still .... "."It's hot".Regina handed me a cup of hot tea, good for this freezing weather.I thanked her.As I took a sip, a comforting warmth spread through my body, thawing away the chill. Simultaneously, I noticed a pleasant tingling sensation in my throat, reminding me of its previous soreness. Surprisingly, it felt rather soothing and enjoyable.We had been traveling since yesterday in this frigid weather, no wonder my throat was sore.I asked Yuna,"Do you want to have a cup of tea?".She replied,"No .... I don't drink tea".Who doesn't drink tea? Then she took out a bottle of wine, took a sip.And said,"This is all I need".I had a question,So I asked her,"Isn't that cold?".She replied,"It is".That some dedication to alcohol.As she took another cold sip from that bottle, I could sense her shivering.Out of concern, I said."Stop that ... or you will catch frostbite".With a playful gaze in her eyes and a cheeky
My Infatuation With Death Chapter 22 : Frozen Stasis
Perspective: Regina Clement.In that nick of time, just as the wolf leapt towards my neck, my heart pounded like crazy, I knew I was done for,However,an unexpected shard of ice materialized, swiftly impaling its head, killing that wolf and saving me.I knew It wasn't mine, but who was it?Then with a familiar voice, she spoke,"Now you owe me one".Yuna spoke.Conrad, terrified of what might have happened to me, Immediately asked me,"Regina .... You all right".Without letting him worry much I quickly responded,"Barely"."This old hag here saved me".Why did I say that?, she saved my life and yet I couldn't stand her, I had to say that.Naturally, Yuna retaliated,"Hey.... who are you calling a old hag?".For some reason I always acted like that to her, rude and insensitive even though she saved my life, I couldn't stand her.She always clings to him, I know she can't steal him from me, she can't steal something I don't have, but still.I know he doesn't mind it, so let me have hi
My Infatuation With Death Chapter 23 : Magnetic field ( Without knowing )
Perspective : Regina Clement"Ron .... Ron ...".Sheela cried as her little brother was snatched by that creature, that thing,Kyle shocked and confused exclaimed,"What the hell is that?".Emilia recognising the thing vaguely answered,"It's a huge bug catcher".Keira unable to grasp what she meant asked,"What's a bug catcher?".Emilia responded,"It's a plant that eat ....".Emilia's words were cut short as Thor Gild intervened, he was quick and on point ,"We don't have time for that hurry before he gets eaten".It was all so sudden, I couldn't even grasp what had just aspired, But for Sheela her whole world flipped upside down in a matter of seconds, I couldn't even imagine what she was going through, So without spilling a single word, I complied and we all rushed towards Ron, our wands on the ready, and as expected those peculiar roots sprouted from the ground, those living ropes attempting to ensnare us,As we were already prepared, and moreover I was prepared, so without wastin
My Infatuation With Death Chapter 24 : One in a million
Perspective : Conrad GarnierSearching for a way to save Ron, Kyle asked,"Are you sure ... will any healing potion work?".Patrick replied with the truth,"No ... the severity is way beyond healing ... his skin needs to be repaired"."It cannot be healed "."that burnt has altered the primary composition of his skin ... It won't go back to normal".Sheela in a desperate attempt to save her brother begged Patrick,"Please save him .... I will do anything... he is the only family I have left ".She grovelled before him, and yet Patrick couldn't do anything to save her brother.It was shameful, his 1 job was to heal us, and he couldn't even do that, just disappointing.What If I or Regina ever got hurt, with that phony acting as a healer, could he heal us, I questioned myself.It was unacceptable.Kyle remained silent with how incompetent he was as a leader,No one was making any decision, we needed to keep moving, staying in the same position possessed the risk of being ambushed once ag
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Chapter 82 : Serpent's Gaze
Perspective : Lucius SinclairI still don't know why I did that. I guess I was too bored with the routine ass stuff I did all day.Talking to people bleh !Something new and exciting, just the thought of that, maybe, caused my legs to follow suit.Following the noise I reached the location of its origins.And what I saw?Those two people, that weird women and that man, were facing off with some nasty looking individuals."Wait! I recognised them! I know them"."That insignia"." That's the insignia of the group called 'Serpent's gaze' "."Or am I getting It wrong, No I don't think so".I thought out loud,Percival responded,"Indeed and that person wielding that huge cleaver, I think they call him Baldwin".Surprised that Percival knew of such people, I asked,"You know them"."How?".He responded,"Ah yes ... I witnessed him once, Killing and brutally decapitating one of his victims".I was honestly surprised, he never told me about that, just what else he was hiding from me, It's n
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Chapter 81 : A knot
Perspective : Lucius SinclairThat was the most idiotic conversation I had ever heard, I thought the guy was dumb then damn, the woman buds in and guess what? she has got nothing on him. She own herself was in a whole new level of stupid.It's like they were caged birds, first time in the open, as if they didn't knew how the world worked. Now, that I think about it, they never did tell me and neither did I bothered asking, but sure as heck they acted like that.Witnessing that, Percival commented, "She is ripping them off."I responded, "Well, I'd say they deserve it."Percival observed their behavior and mentioned, drawing an assumption from it, "Must be new around here."I responded accordingly, confirming his assumption , "You bet, who says room with a view, every room has a view."Then Percival slowly whispered in my ears, his voice filled with hesitation and concern, "Should we intervene?"I responded sternly, my words laced with indifference and detachment, "None of our
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Chapter 80 : Stupid World
Perspective : Lucius Sinclair"Violence" is the term ingrained in human nature. I will go as far as to say that's what defines our very being, our stupid self serving ignorant being.Violence is an act often used as a means of last resort, when all our efforts to get through them are useless, that's when violence is utilised and yet it's funny that, it's not used that way, it's never used that way.How utterly stupid, well that's humans I guess, an organism who puts their feelings above all else, an stupid organism who thinks the best way to exist is by becoming a "Cog" in a self serving machine.And yet they forgot to account for the fact that a "Cog" is nary a significant nor a remotely crucial component of a system, well not much crucial when there are so much to go around, how utterly stupid. They forget or simply ignore the fact that they are replaceable, and there are so many of them that replacing isn't even an issue, forget about having spares, it's one thing to have spares an
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Chapter 79 : Return Journey - III
"Halt," Ikbal's authoritative voice rang out, slicing through the conversation like a sharp blade. The intensity of his command reverberated through the carts, causing a shiver to run down the spines of those who heard it. As Ikbal firmly tugged on the reins of his horse, the animal let out a startled squeal, bringing the entire convoy to an abrupt stop. Confusion painted the faces of everyone present, their brows furrowing in bewilderment. Spotting Kyle slowly approaching on a separate horse, Ikbal's gaze locked onto him with a mixture of recognition and concern. His words spilled out urgently, the weight of the situation evident in his tone, "Stop.... halt! halt!" Kyle, caught off guard by the sudden halt, arched an eyebrow in confusion. His puzzled expression prompted him to ask, "What happened?" Placing his fingers against his forehead, Ikbal mulled over his response for a moment before replying, his voice tinged with a touch of uncertainty, "My wind magic is picking up on
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Chapter 78 : I don't care
It's been 10 days since they set out from those old dilapidated ruined village. They travelled through the weeping forest, It was a hard, arduous journey but they managed. With utmost caution and meticulous planning, Conrad and his companions successfully left behind those haunting nightmares. The dawn of a new day emerged, ushering in a fresh chapter full of exciting opportunities in their lives. But this victory couldn't have been possible by the sacrifices of those unfortunate enough to be a part of those nightmares.Now,They had left behind "The weeping forest" the previous day. Now, they were following a road taken by Merchants, and tourists who visit from the capital this time of the year.A road that went through an ordinary forest, and yet they had 4 days until they would reach the city of Ustrax.The Horses were carrying the carts and carriages at full speed, their hooves pounding against the ground, a rhythmic symphony of urgency and determination. On the second Carriage, E
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Chapter 77 : Return Journey - II
Ustrax is the name of a legendary dragon who lived in these parts, not the name of the place. At that moment in time, the vessel state of Fasnijan' still existed, before the current Monarchy. However, the area now called the city of Ustrax, along with the snow-covered territory surrounding it, wasn't a part of it. It was an uncharted territory, with no man treading on it for centuries or decades. The frozen tundra was covered with towering trees that blocked sunlight from reaching the undergrowth. It was an area teeming with monsters, and leading them all was the legendary dragon Ustrax.However, after several centuries, during the reign of Edmund the 2nd, King of the 'Sovereign of Fasnijan,' his son-in-law, also known as the 3rd King of the 'Sovereign of Fasnijan' and famously referred to as the 'Adventurer King,' emerged. He possessed legendary adventurer skills and embarked on a perilous journey towards the salted mountain. The snowy mountains surrounding 'the city of Ustrax,' back
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Chapter 76 : Return journey.
Conrad, his body weary and mind heavy from the battle, found himself compelled to spend the night at the monastery. Exhausted, he and the others set up camp, ensuring everyone had a chance to rest by taking turns on guard duty. As dawn broke, he was already awake, Conrad's right hand found solace in the familiar weight of his sword's hilt. His weary breath mingled with a silent sigh as his thoughts whispered, "Now let's return back home." The weariness of battle still clung to his bones, and a longing for the comforts of home echoed in his words. "I just want to go home and sleep in a real bed," Conrad uttered, his voice carrying the weariness accumulated over the past few days. The passing of time felt distorted, as he continued, "Can't believe it's only been a few days. It feels like years already ." The weight of recent events settled upon him, and Conrad contemplated his future. "Probably won't take any new jobs for a while now," he mused silently, contemplating the need
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Chapter 75 : Echoes of Distortion
Perspective : Conrad GarnierMy mind a drift, My eyes encapsulated in that Muriel, at that depiction, the way they were presented, the way those pictures were drawn, who knows when? and who knows by whom?, it felt so ethereal, so life like, that I became completely lost in it.It was like, I am living that moment, as if those figures drawn would pop out of that wall, it was exhilarating.Surrounded by un readable text, in the middle of that moss covered Muriel, were the depiction of people or beings that lived long long ago, in this very village which is now lone and deserted, it was all so fascinating.Now, I found myself eager to delve deeper into that knowledge, so I consciously blocked out the conversations of others around me. My mind ventured freely, delving into the enigmatic secrets it sought to unravel. In that moment, I entered a trance-like state, completely oblivious to any external distractions, captivated only by the intriguing drawings and carvings before me. With unwave
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Chapter 74 : Remnants long forgotten
Perspective : Conrad GarnierElkdrack's face transformed with a mix of surprise and temporary memory lapse, as he sheepishly admitted, "Ohh, I forgot there for a second. That's the reason I brought you here..." His gaze drifted towards a chest in the corner, a chest that seemed to radiate a certain majestic aura, adorned in what appeared to be metal though time had left its marks—the rusted edges and the curious growth of moss. Elkdrack gestured towards the chest and said, his words brimming with anticipation, "That chest over there contains your share of the treasure." With a blend of excitement and remorse, he proceeded to explain the origins of the treasure, his voice tinged with a mix of nostalgia and regret, "When we first entered this place, the altar was buried amidst a mound of gleaming gold coins, alongside an array of mysterious artifacts." He paused for a moment, letting the weight of his revelations sink in, before continuing, "Everyone took their share, and yours..
