She felt shivers run up and down her entire body, which instantaneously caused her to stand still out of shock and terror. Even the thought of screaming for assistance was too difficult for her to do. Considering the circumstances, she is experiencing an overwhelming sense of helplessness right now.Meanwhile, the blind man is continuing to laugh in an extremely disturbing manner. And Freida's nervousness and horror are triggered by the situation, which causes her to lose her sanity over it, which is a scene that Freida finds particularly upsetting. She tried to push through it by forcing herself to move, but sadly, as soon as she did, the creature that was impersonating her grandmother expanded its hands like rubber bands and ensnared her by twirling its elastic hands around her waist. She was unable to maintain her resistance against such a strong hold on her lower body, and the next thing she knew, she was already being pulled back to where she had come from.Freida made an effor
Boran immediately assisted Freida and took her to a nearby café, which was not that far away given that the city of Itum appears to have a lot of them around.Frieda continued to have difficulty looking either of them in the eye once they were inside the coffee shop. She continued to feel embarrassed about how she had thought about their relationship with one another. Even though Boran and Louisa were totally unaware of the unsettling behavior that Freida had been displaying toward them, it continues to worry them that she might still be in some sort of shock about what might have happened to her back in the streets. Boran was unable to maintain his silence for much longer once he realized that Freida had not uttered a single word to them since the moment, they entered the coffee shop. He eventually took the initiative to speak with Freida, but whatever he was going to say was abruptly cut off by a breaking news story that was broadcast on the LED Screen television that was hanging o
Freida’s sleeve began to tremble as the cold crept up her body. She was unable to believe that this was actually happening. She briefly attempted to pinch some skin to see if she was simply having another nightmare, but sure enough, the pinch hurt her. This can only be taken to mean that she wasn't actually having a nightmare. That the monster threateningly posing in front of her was actually planning to attack her once more. Even though Freida was experiencing a great deal of fear, she knew that she had to devise a strategy in order to keep her grandmother safe from the monster. So, she took her grandmother's wooden baston and used it to attack the monster.At first, the monster was brazening enough that it did not display any fear when confronted by Freida's weapon. It tried to hiss its long dark tongue in front of Freida, making it appear as though it was some kind of poisonous king cobra that was just waiting for the right moment to pounce on its prey. It was indeed a vicious cre
Unbeknownst to the monster, Freida had already managed to retrieve her grandmothers' baston. She was quick enough to thrust the other end of the baston at the center of the monster's forehead at almost the exact moment the monster turned around to attack Freida. As her attempt succeeded in penetrating its head, Freida's jaw dropped.She rammed the baston even further into its head by putting more pressure on it. The impact of the thrust was so strong that its flesh made a cracking sound. When Freida pulled it out, an odd bead flew out from the wound she had caused. It was so quick that Freida wasn't able to anticipate it dropping inside her mouth, which is how she accidentally swallowed the bead. The bead gave off a sour and bitter taste inside her mouth, to the point where she could feel the back of her throat getting a bit sore as it moved through her mouth. As Freida watched the monster fall to the ground, she couldn't help but hack up a lung, and it seemed like it would never st
“Boran, Grandmother. No!!!!!”The loud scream that Freida let out competed with the constant barrage of noise that the storm produced. It was at a volume that allowed the volunteers working inside the evacuation center to pick up on her voice. The two victims of the accident—Boran and Freida's grandmother—are being quickly rescued by rescuers as they quickly move in past her direction.She fell while her eyes were unable to focus on anything other than the sight of Boran and her grandmother being separated by the people who had come to their aid. She hits her knees on the sharp pebbles strewn beneath her, and they throb from kissing the muddy ground. Even though her face was being washed by the raindrops, the tears continued to stream down her cheeks. When she was being blown off the ground by the strong winds, one of the people who were helping her grabbed her around the waist to pull her in.“No, wait! I have to help them!” She screamed.However, the person who came to her aid did
The last of his apprentice fell before his sight and yet the lord of greed didn’t even falter even for single bit. It was as though he even cared less towards his own men that his eyes were just focused on Vandread.Vandread on the other hand was sweating from defeating Ardo. He took the nemesis and wiped the general’s blood off his sword. He then raised the edge of his sword and pointed it outward. And then, Vandread began to open his mouth after a series of heavy breathing, “So we meet again, Mimozu.” Vandread called out to the man standing from the other end of the aisle. Somehow, Mimozu’s left brow raised a bit. He was curious why did Vandread sounded like he knew who Mimozu was. At that abrupt moment, Mimozu realized that that could also be an outrageous possibility. Mimozu had never met this man standing before him yet, so there was no certainty that he was already feeling acquainted with him. However, Mimozu couldn’t shake off the nagging feeling that somehow, there was a s
Mimozu immediately charged forward to attack Vandread head on. In a swift moment, he was quick to take out two sharp broad curved swords that were earlier stashed away on his back. In his quick demonstration of onslaught, Mimozu remarkably portrayed a well-skilled warrior when it comes to close up combat.He immediately attacked Vandread without any hesitation. He gave out force specially from the way he placed his pressure against the sword. Vandread was also quick to block the attack using the sword, nemesis. Simply by doing that, Vandread immediately was able to feel that Mimozu had gained an even greater strength compared to when he last fought him. There was also a little hunch that Vandread could not just let go and it was that perhaps, his body was already wearing off slowly due to the endless fight he had already gone through. Fighting not once, not twice, but thrice in a row now would only make sense for him to feel a little weary to fight the big boss of those punks he de
One time, as Mimozu was visiting the lands of Blackstone, he got caught up in an ambush that Vandread had set upon him. Vandread had been anticipating that very moment where he could finally take on Mimozu head on.Being his right hand, no one from the rest of Mimozu’s men stood up against Vandread, all of them fear him as much as they fear Mimozu. They freely allowed th two to take on the fight on their own without anyone stopping them.With the use of an ordinary sword back then, Vandread was able to counter every attack that Mimozu had been inflicting on him. It was as though Vandread have already mastered every move that Mimozu has been doing.Perhaps it was because Vandread had been fighting alongside Mimozu that Mimozu failed to notice Vandread was already observing the way he fought in battle. It didn’t dawn on Mimozu that Vandread would one day betray him and much worst, would use his own tactics in battle against.Vandread countered Mimozu’s attack and made a flash sidestep t
I stopped waiting for them to respond because I already knew that whatever they said would only be an attempt to convince us to remain where we were. This is also something that I am partly to blame for, I know. If I hadn't been so irresponsible as to move around on my own right from the start, they wouldn't have been forced to consider hiring additional security personnel in order to ensure that I remained safe.Recent events have brought to my attention the fact that Julius Silverstone's last will and testament has already been carried out after he passed away as a result of the car accident. Klen and Taylor were both named as my new guardian in my late grandfather's will, which stated that they would serve in that capacity until I reached the age of twenty-one. At this point in time, it would appear that Claudette is still in her twenties. This came as quite a surprise to me because I had assumed that she was already in her thirties. I was wrong about her age because she seems muc
Every time they insist on having those guards, it gets on my nerves. It's almost as if they are announcing to the world that I am being held captive in this mansion. But on some level, I am fully aware of the reason why they were so eager to coerce me into having those security guards follow me around at all times. As far as I can tell, it's for my own good. But didn’t they know that I will be with Reagan today? Knowing that Reagan is on the line might help them relax a bit, but even if that were the case, their concerns for my safety remain unfounded."I will be with Reagan, and I'm sure that he won't let anything bad happen to me while I'm with him. To put your minds at ease, the two of you can be certain that I will return whole to this mansion. Alright?” I told them as I dragged Reagan outside with me before the other two could have even had another opportunity to try to stop us from leaving.I stopped waiting for them to respond because I already knew that whatever they said wou
As soon as my focus was brought back to him, I instantly recognized the look of bewilderment on his face, which was evidenced by the way his brows were drawn together almost exactly in the middle of his temple. Even with that expression, Reagan managed to maintain an attractive appearance.I'll bet that this guy has a lot of ladies swooning over him right now. If it weren't for the fact that men aren't high on my list of priorities, I might actually give some thought to developing feelings for someone like Reagan. However, if we were to meet at a different time and place, one in which I wouldn't have to be concerned about exacting my vengeance or fearing for my life, then I probably wouldn't give it much thought at all.Who wouldn't fall for Reagan, seeing as how he has devoted his entire life to ensuring the well-being of my clan, and more specifically of my family? I am aware that I am temporarily inhabiting Claudette's body, and that Claudette's family is not mine; despite this, th
Who wouldn't fall for Reagan, seeing as how he has devoted his entire life to ensuring the well-being of my clan, and more specifically of my family? I am aware that I am temporarily inhabiting Claudette's body, and that Claudette's family is not mine; despite this, there are times when I can't help but feel as though he is treating me in this manner rather than the actual Claudette, who was the one who originally owned this body. “Claudette? Are you still with me?” When I turned around, I heard Reagan calling my name once more. I don't exactly remember how many times he did it, but it seems as though he had been calling me out for a good deal of time by this point.“I-I’m sorry, I was just thinking about something.” I reason out. Despite this, I had a sneaking suspicion that Reagan wasn't going to buy that reason from me.When I look at the expression on his face, it seems as if he is trying to determine what it was that had me startled for a considerable amount of time, and why, d
“Sure. But why are we even going there?” he asks.“I’ll tell you on the way there.”However, just as Reagan and I were about to leave, Klen and Taylor immediately followed close behind me in an attempt to prevent me from leaving. After that, Klen protested as quickly as possible, saying, "Miss Claudette, let us come with you.""Oh, dear, please don't leave without us." Taylor even added.“I appreciate the concern, but I believe I left the two of you with instructions to finish within the day. I will be expecting reports from those instructions when I get home later.”“But, Miss Claudette, are you seriously going out without any guards with you?” Klen made another protest.Every time they insist on having those guards, it gets on my nerves. It's almost as if they are announcing to the world that I am being held captive in this mansion. But on some level, I am fully aware of the reason why they were so eager to coerce me into having those security guards follow me around at all times.
At this point in time, it would appear that Claudette is still in her twenties. This came as quite a surprise to me because I had assumed that she was already in her thirties. I was wrong about her age because she seems much older. On the other hand, now that I think about it, if she had been alive in five years from now, she would have been almost the same age as me. Suddenly, I can't help but recall the lewd encounter I had in the store. Knowing she is only twenty years old makes me feel even worse about allowing that creep to harass Claudette’s young body. “Claudette?” The sudden sound of Reagan's voice calling out my name brings me back to the present moment and helps me regain my composure.As soon as my focus was brought back to him, I instantly recognized the look of bewilderment on his face, which was evidenced by the way his brows were drawn together almost exactly in the middle of his temple. Even with that expression, Reagan managed to maintain an attractive appearance.I
“I’ll tell you on the way there.”However, just as Reagan and I were about to leave, Klen and Taylor immediately followed close behind me in an attempt to prevent me from leaving. After that, Klen protested as quickly as possible, saying, "Miss Claudette, let us come with you.""Oh, dear, please don't leave without us." Taylor even added.“I appreciate the concern, but I believe I left the two of you with instructions to finish within the day. I will be expecting reports from those instructions when I get home later.”“But, Miss Claudette, are you seriously going out without any guards with you?” Klen made another protest.Every time they insist on having those guards, it gets on my nerves. It's almost as if they are announcing to the world that I am being held captive in this mansion. But on some level, I am fully aware of the reason why they were so eager to coerce me into having those security guards follow me around at all times. As far as I can tell, it's for my own good. But di
As far as I can tell, it's for my own good. But didn’t they know that I will be with Reagan today? Knowing that Reagan is on the line might help them relax a bit, but even if that were the case, their concerns for my safety remain unfounded."I will be with Reagan, and I'm sure that he won't let anything bad happen to me while I'm with him. To put your minds at ease, the two of you can be certain that I will return whole to this mansion. Alright?” I told them as I dragged Reagan outside with me before the other two could have even had another opportunity to try to stop us from leaving.I stopped waiting for them to respond because I already knew that whatever they said would only be an attempt to convince us to remain where we were. This is also something that I am partly to blame for, I know. If I hadn't been so irresponsible as to move around on my own right from the start, they wouldn't have been forced to consider hiring additional security personnel in order to ensure that I rema
As soon as my focus was brought back to him, I instantly recognized the look of bewilderment on his face, which was evidenced by the way his brows were drawn together almost exactly in the middle of his temple. Even with that expression, Reagan managed to maintain an attractive appearance.I'll bet that this guy has a lot of ladies swooning over him right now. If it weren't for the fact that men aren't high on my list of priorities, I might actually give some thought to developing feelings for someone like Reagan. However, if we were to meet at a different time and place, one in which I wouldn't have to be concerned about exacting my vengeance or fearing for my life, then I probably wouldn't give it much thought at all.Who wouldn't fall for Reagan, seeing as how he has devoted his entire life to ensuring the well-being of my clan, and more specifically of my family? I am aware that I am temporarily inhabiting Claudette's body, and that Claudette's family is not mine; despite this, th