“I can’t believe that even after I told you what I know, you will still pursue about killing me in the end.” Adelaie added.And while she said that, it was as if the winds around are up along side of her. Every leaves flew in different directions around her. Her hair danced with the surge of wind encircling her. Vandread sensed the strong and cold wind that was now giving him the chills despite how the weather now seemed to be too warm. He thought how it suddenly happened. He couldn’t believe but thought that was it even really possible for her to take control of the wind.Vandread’s assumption was all due to what he was currently witnessing. Even as he stood by a distance, while watching Adelaie, just made him conclude that she could really be able to manipulate the wind.If his memory served him right, it was as though he have seen that one before. The ability to control the wind added more pressure to his head. Earlier, it was the name Camilla that abruptly gave him a headache, a
When Adelaie saw how quickly Vandread was able to turn the tide in his favor once more, she was taken aback and surprised. Then she had the sudden epiphany that it was extremely careless of her to even lower her guard for a moment.She was so engrossed in whatever it was that she had been remembering from earlier that she didn't pay nearly enough attention to Vandread's straightforward assault.Instantaneously, the breeze that had been blowing through the area died down. Even the leaves that were being compelled to fly around fell back into the ground from where they had been initially placed. The unexpected occurrence caused Vandread to feel surprised by the unexpected course of action that she took.During this time, Adelaie came to terms with the fact that she had been defeated. She reasoned that at this point, there was no point in attempting to hinder Vandread any further than she already had. He wouldn't stop until he had her dead, no matter how many times he tried.According
Vandread was roused from his slumber by the cacophony created by the flock of seagulls flying across the sky. The gradual transition to the sunset that was taking place in front of his eyes had left him with a slight headache that persisted. The sight of the sunset, which was also kissing Vandread farewell at that very moment, caused his jaw to drop. Even though there were some people who did not enjoy the view of the sunset, he still considered himself to be part of the majority of people who found it beautiful to watch daytime transition into nighttime.If only passing the responsibility for doing something to another person could be as peaceful and lovely as it is now, perhaps disagreements and more conflicts could be avoided in this state.As soon as the sun had completely hidden itself beneath the horizon, Vandread turned his back on the sea and found himself back on the ship that had brought him to the capital city. Vandread's knee almost buckled from the shock after he had ta
It turned out that they were none other than his own parents. “Mother? Father?” Vandread said. It was impossible for him to believe that his parents were right there in front of him, seated at one of the tables in the tavern.Confusion started to rumble around in his head, and he was completely taken aback, but the calm smile that emanated from their faces somehow told him to remain calm and take in the moment. It appeared as though Vandread could be easily convinced by it, as he was compelled to calm down and sit with them afterward. While he was still trying to process the information he was taking in, his parents were picking up loaves of bread and other items that had fallen to the floor.Even the tiniest bit of dirt on the bread was removed by his father by simply blowing on it. After that, he said to Vandread, "You shouldn't be wasting the food that you're going to eat, son. If you were to show even a small amount of respect to your meal, it would go a long way toward ensuring
Even though it appeared as though Vandread did not understand what it was that his parents were talking about when they mentioned a surprise, he still submitted to their wishes and trusted them. His mother yanked him out of his seat and forced him to follow them back to the ship's deck. And when they arrived there, Vandread was completely surprised to find that the ship appeared to have been deserted, as there was no sign of the crowd that had been there earlier. When Vandread observed that the sun was once again beginning to rise, he almost immediately felt a chill run up his body. He couldn't help but wonder if there was even the tiniest possibility that time could go backwards or even move so quickly that he could look up and see the sun again. It hadn't even been that long since he had seen it disappearing behind the horizon, making it absolutely impossible for it to have returned to its position above the clouds. Despite this, it's possible that Vandread was simply overthinkin
CAMILLA. Vandread experienced an abrupt feeling that he had just been struck by lightning for some reason that nobody could explain. It was as if he knew her so well that resentment was just something that he could feel over the sound of her name. He did not comprehend it either, but it seemed as if he did know her."I have no idea who you are," Vandread responded in a decisive manner. That was the one thing he truly knew, and he didn't want to come off as impolite about it, but he couldn't remember ever knowing her in the first place."How dare my sweet husband even forget about his wife! What a jerk!" Camilla stepped back before flicking her hair off her shoulder in a carefree manner. Based on how Vandread responded to her, it was clear that she was in the midst of a temper tantrum.On the other hand, that didn't bother Vandread one bit at all. At this moment, the only thing he was capable of feeling toward her was unadulterated animosity. And despite his best efforts, he was una
"Are you going to tell me the truth, or do you not know anything?" She was confronted with Vandread's angry yelling. His voice was now being dominated by demonic tones and rumblings. This could only mean that Vandread had gone completely berserk.At this rate, there was no way that Camilla could stop him. There was simply no way. Especially considering the fact that Vandread had completely lost control of the situation. Before he could regain his normal level of sanity, it was necessary for him to first put an end to her life first.However, despite the fact that Vandread had already entered berserk mode, there was still a possibility that he retained some of the characteristics that made him who he used to be. It was still a mystery how Vandread could have been so easily agitated to go into his berserk mode simply because Camila had been causing him annoyance.It was at that precise instant that Vandread unexpectedly caught a glimpse of a scene even though he was completely focused
It was as if Vandread's entire body had become rigid and was standing there like a block of ice. It came as a surprise to him that Camilla would be the source of such information. If it turned out that she was his wife, then Vandread was at a loss to understand why she would be so brazen as to talk about it as if it were some kind of inside joke for her. Was she not the least bit frightened by the fact that she was so close to passing away in his hands just a moment ago?After some time had passed, he heard Camilla laughing wickedly at him once more. The fact that she was laughing so loudly that it was hoarse only served to increase his animosity toward her. Despite how grating Camilla sounded to Vandread, he made an effort to maintain his composure.However, he was finally at the point where he could no longer take it. Vandread's irritation with her has resounded once more due to her habit of acting out whenever he tries to get serious. She seemed to be taking him for a complete foo
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