Vana's POV
“After that, Master Sergis took care of me for four years before sending me away to the academy,” I said as I recollect the terrible memories I had buried in my heart.
I lifted my eyes at Jerome, his expression blank and unexplainable. He blinked after realizing that the story ended, flinching as he meets my gaze. I raised a brow, wondering if he truly listened to everything I said.
He averted his gaze, pursing his lips as his expression tense up. “I… don’t know what to say…” he mumbled, unable to give any response. “I don’t want to say something like ‘it was hard’ when I know it has been hard for you.”
“It’s not like I’m asking you for any pity or any response. Just being there to listen to it and letting myself open up about it to you proves how much I trust you now,” I stated, gazing at him.
He tilted his head at me, mouth gaping at the un
Vana's POV “You okay?” I asked out of concern to Jerome as we both stand up from the ground, alarmed by the sudden assault on us. “I should be the one asking you that,” Jerome grunted, propping his elbow up to pull himself up on his feet. “What the heck is that?” “I think I have a hunch of who it could have been…” I murmured, eyes turning into slits. My eyes travelled down to the ground, gazing down at the shadow beneath my feet. I sensed the familiar aura coming from the shadow, grabbing my sickle from my back as I stab it to the shadow on the ground. The blade hit the ground with a clacking sound, the shadow dispersing with a ripple effect. Jerome was startled at the action I made, his feet tripping back as he stares at me in confusion. I followed the shadow to where it retreated, closely watching it return to its owner. The sha
Vana's POV I was escorted by Dio and Elfien back to the guildhall, eyes all on me as we enter the hall. I rolled my eyes as I dart an eye on the people around me, impatient and irritated at the disgusted and disdain looks they are throwing at me. I sighed out of frustration, lifting my eyes in front as I glance at Master Sergis. Master Sergis was standing at the end of the hall’s aisle, near the bar counter at the back of the hall. He had an upset and disappointed look on his face, eyes glowering at me with fury and anger. I averted my eyes out of fright, but forced myself to swallow my fear after enduring enough. We walked down the aisle until the three of us were face to face with Master Sergis. It was Elfien who stepped forward to spill the beans to the Master, taking a scoff before narrating the events that took places minutes ago. “I heard you’ve been following Vana, Dio
Vana's POV “Because I completed missions that no one has ever done before. I solved crimes that no one could have solve if not for the Special Unit,” I answered. “That’s why, Master Sergis can’t order me as he pleases anymore. Because I work for the King and he has no say in it.” The look on Master Sergis’s face changed from rage to agitation. He stared t me with an unpaintable expression, gulping as hesitation cloud his judgment. I heaved a deep breath, fueled by my frustration as I continue to rant at Master Sergis once and for all. “I won’t be fooled by your words anymore, Master Sergis. If you think you can continue to manipulate me into thinking that you’re taking care of me, then you’re wrong. Admit it, you don’t have an ounce of compassion towards me. “You only took care of me because of your promise to Ms. Madison and father, and you only cared about me because when I
Vana's POV I held my wounded arm as I walk my way home, feeling beaten up as I feel the swelling of my cheeks in both sides. My left cheek was swollen red from Master’s slap, and the other bruised from his punch. I tasted the blood the trickled down my bleeding lips, the inside of my mouth having a small cut from the impact. The blood that dripped down my arm didn’t dry despite the long minutes that passed, my hand soaked in my own blood as I walk down the streets of the city. My arm fell limp of energy, and I can feel my body exhausted from the pain. I heaved a breath, eyeing down the street that leds to our house. My vision blurred for a moment, dizziness striking my head. I guess I got light-headed after being hit twice in the face and slicing myself on the arm. I don’t regret doing it. Though, despite the dizziness, my eyes completely caught glimpse of a recognizable figu
Vana's POV We took the train for an hour to arrive at Eriflame Station with a bag in hand as I prepare myself to spend the night in our rival guild’s guildhall. Well—I suppose they’re not a rival guild anymore since I’m not part of any guild starting today. Surprisingly, I haven’t received any lacrima calls from Storm yet. I thought that he would have been informed by now of what occurred at the guild hall, but judging the fact that he hasn’t called me means he is still clueless of what happened. I halted from walking as we arrive at the gates of Golden Scorpion’s guildhall, starting to contemplate on my actions. “Is it really the right call to go here with you?” I asked, glancing at Jerome. It was past afternoon, with the sun setting behind me. I sighed, staring at Golden Scorpion’s guildhall, which definitely has a different air compared to Green Serpent. I almost mistaken
Vana's POV My eyes widened as the entire hall burst with greetings, flustered as voices echoed around me. My head spun in confusion; lsot and astounded by the sudden welcoming. “Welcome to Golden Scorpion!” the whole guild howled in unison. I took a step back as I look around my surroundings, seeing smiles and warm expressions plastered on the members’ face. I turned my gaze at Jerome, who look as baffled as I am. What in the world is going on? “Okay, I think we’re missing something here, what’s going on?” Jerome asked, demanding an explanation in our strange situation. In my strange situation. “Whether Vana joins the Golden Scorpion or not, it means she is welcome to come here whenever she wishes to,” Master Ashmere stated. And it does not explain anything. “Welcoming you is one way for us to acknowledge that you are always welco
Vana's POV I stayed at Golden Scorpion’s guild hall for a few days, surprised at how I was treated here. I never imagined that there would be a place where I would be treated without any ulterior intention or any malice. I thought it was a dream at first, but it was reality after I slapped myself countless times to confirm it. Though, there would always be an ending to everything. Two days after I stayed in Golden Scorpion, Storm messaged me through my communication lacrima stating that he went home after learning the news of my departure from Green Serpent. He must be waiting for me to at home and would probably not leave until I came back. The idea itself sent shivers down my spine as I imagine my brother sitting at the sofa and waiting in front of the door with a cold glare in his eyes. “Can’t I not go home tonight? I’m a bit terrified of the person waiting for me there,”
Vana's POV“I’ve been waiting, Vana. Take a seat and tell me everything you’ve been up to these past few days.”I gulped, trembling as I make my way on the seat across from Storm. I sat down, my mouth pursed as I obediently listen to his stern request. My head lowered, and my hand on my knees. My gaze lowered to the ground, unable to dare to glance at brother’s direction.“I’m asking you again, Vana. What happened while I was gone?” Storm repeated, his voice cold and bleak.“A lot…” I murmured.“And those are…?”“Being seen together with Jerome Gallamon and leaving Green Serpent,” I answered, conceding to his question.I can see brother’s shadow down on the floor, his silhouette moving as though he changed his sitting pos