Vana's POV
“Which is why… I would like Jerome Gallamon here to bring you back to your dorm room,” Storm said, eyes darting at Jerome as he studies him. “That’s fine with you, right?”
“Yes, Mr. Storm. I also have something to talk to her about,” Jerome replied, glancing at me. I raised a brow at the both of them, mouth gaping in astonishment. Since when are they in good terms?
And from what I know, Jerome and I have nothing to discuss.
“Good, both of you go back to your dorms. I’ll visit you in your tomorrow morning, Vana,” Storm implored. “Are we clear?”
“Yes, brother,” I grumbled.
He nodded, patting me on the head before leaving. Jerome and I head out of the ballroom to walk our way back to the dorm. I reluctantly agreed to this set up, but in the end, I surrendered after thinking of the reason why Jerome wanted to talk to me.
Vana's POV “Come inside, I’ll show the way. I have something to tell you about your guilds,” Ms. Yuna instructed, leaning away from the wall as she gestures for us to head inside the building. Jerome and I exchanged glances out of confusion, a dangerous thought coming into mind as Ms. Yuna mentions our guilds. A thin line pierced against my lips, my eyes moving back to Ms. Yuna’s direction. “Is there something wrong about the guilds?” I wondered, raising a brow as I try to get information out of Ms. Yuna. “Not in the moment, but I believe something could happen if this isn’t resolved,” Ms. Yuna replied, vaguely. “Let’s talk about in a more private setting, shall we?” Ms. Yuna escorted us inside the dormitory, taking us in one of the private rooms on the ground floor of the building. There’s a closed section in the left wing of the dormitory, which is us
Vana's POV “The question now would be, Would you join the team or not?” King Gregory asked. I thought of the King’s proposition, considering all the possible advantages I’ll get from it. Being part of the King’s investigative, shadow team means that my achievements won’t be publicized, and I’ll be working in the dark. All I can imagine is my skills not being appreciated enough. But we’re also talking about the case of the Serpent and Scorpion as well, which is a cold case that Jerome and I were trying to solve. Our last conversation about that topic was a week ago, and since then, we’ve stopped on a dead-end, still waiting for a response in the request we asked from Professor Zander. He didn’t forget, did he? Even if we’re back to our guilds, there’s no assurance that we can compile evidence and search for information we need. Not only are we limited in
Vana's POV I tapped my boots against the pavement as I wait for my companions to arrive. It has been two days since our graduation ended, and today is the day of our mission. I leaned against the wall, watching as the crowd and vehicles pass by on the main road in front of the clock tower. Just like our previous mission, I was first to arrive, and I had to wait for them to arrive. I wore a white long sleeve and a knitted vest, tucked in on my black shorts with my holster belt wrapped around my waist. My ankle boots clacked at the stone ground with a beat, my head bobbing to the beats it creates. “Have you been waiting long?” a voice wondered, leaning next to me. I lifted my gaze up to Jerome, recognizing his voice. He leaned against the wall next to me, wearing shades to block the sunlight against his eyes. He looked down at me with a wry smile, and I smiled back out of court
Vana's POV It took us a few hours before our vehicle arrived in front of the museum, hopping out of the vehicle as we gaze at the museum’s entrance. It was pass five in the evening when we arrived, and the first sign of sunset has emerged from its sleep. Chairman Zerondale led us inside the museum, taking us straight away to the basement floor of the museum. The floor was surrounded by high security, with specialized wizards guarding all entrance and exit of the basement floor. The difference in security is enormous compared to the last time we were here. And only a month has passed since then. Artifacts were encased in a glass box in the floor’s hall, displayed in square pillars and lined in a few organized lanes. Open archways stretched across the walls, divided by walls in between the rooms inside. Each open room is guarded by a wizard, with the artifact inside sealed in a
Vana's POV “I hope both of you are not planning something,” Professor Zander mumbled behind us, his voice whispering against our ears. Jerome and I turned around by instinct as we hear Professor Zander’s voice behind us, shuddering at the thought that he might’ve heard our voices. Jerome and I exchanged glances as gulp, already knowing what we’re supposed to do. “Who says we’re planning something?” Jerome wondered, feigning ignorance. Professor Zander’s eyes turned into slits as he gazes at us, a suspicious look menacing in his gaze. “I heard the two of you murmuring, and knowing the both of you, I can tell that you’re up to something,” he said, pointing out our actions. “We promise we’re not up to something. Why would we be doing something risky in this mission in the first place?” I denied, reasoning with Professor. “Because you
Vana's POV Jerome and I immediately left our hiding places as Mr. Archi leaves Klein within the secret path. We crossed the road again in swift movements, crouching behind the tall grass and bushes as we conceal ourselves from their sight. Mr. Archi went back to the direction of the city, walking away until he disappears from our sight. Klein, on the other hand, did not walk through the path where Mr. Archi walked through, staying in the same place they talked to for more than a couple of minutes. “Why is that guy not leaving?” I wondered, grunting as I peer through the gaps of the grass. “Maybe that area behind the path leads somewhere,” Jerome said, tilting his head to me. “Should we check?” “I think we should.” With a nod, we slowly stood up from hiding, sliding across the road for the third time as we hi
Vana's POV Klein escorted us down inside the Igneus’ camp, with four of their members surrounding me and Jerome. We may not be tied with our hands on our back, but we’re completely guarded in case we try to escape their clutches. Our weapons aren’t taken from us either, which may be a good thing to consider. Our feet crunched against grass and leaves to hard soil and rocks as we enter Igneus’ camp. Wary and suspicious eyes greeted us as we ran into the other members, stealing glances at us as they walk past us. Flames engulfed the area around the tents, torches lit with strong charcoal. I peeked a look through the tents that we walk by, taking note of the objects and things my eyes caught glimpses of. The tents were basically like sleeping tents, with a floor bed and small tables on the side for the members’ belongings. We were led to a tent on the other side of where we came
Vana's POV “The answer can be quite simple. He’s planning on hatching the Dragon Egg.” My brows furrowed, raising an arched brow at Ms. Mera. “Hatching the Dragon Egg?” I wondered. “Vana, are you deaf? Yes,” Jerome scowled, lowkey insulting me. I glared at him, annoyed at his reply. “The Chairman is desperate to get his hands on the Dragon Egg. The only reason I can think of for him to go this far to have it is that he wants the Dragon Egg to hatch and be born in this world,” Ms. Mera explained. “Why would Chairman Zerondale want to hatch the Dragon Egg? It’s the last remaining Dragon Egg, right? And it hasn’t hatch in almost a whole century,” Jerome asked. “It hasn’t hatched for almost 70 years, and it is deliberately kept that way. The Dragon Egg could have hatched a long time ago, but it didn’t because our tribe prevented from hatchin
Vana's POV“I do. I plan to return to Ashern after I graduate. I also plan to publicly leave the Shadows and remain its member in the dark. Then, I’ll open my own detective agency—”“You’re opening your own agency!” Jerome exclaimed, slamming his hands on the table, which startled me. “Seriously?”“Y-yes?” I stammered, bewildered. “Something wrong with it?”“Not really, but you’re going to do that alone?” Jerome scowled.“No, why do you think I’m telling it to you?”“It’s not what I think, is it?”“More or less. It’s what I need your opinion—or your answer, in this case. I can’t do it alone, and that’s a fact. That’s why, if you would like, I would like to have a partnersh
Vana's POVI stared in front of Green Serpent’s guildhall as I arrive at their doorsteps, contemplating myself. I gulped, pursing my lips as I hesitate to take a step forward. Maybe it’s a wrong idea to be here.The last time I stepped foot in this place was when I left the guild. Since then, I never tried or dared to return or join any other guild. I have other plans for the future. None of them includes joining another guild, even if it is Golden Scorpion.“Vana, I thought you wouldn’t arrive,” a voice called, and I turned to face who it was. Cara plastered a smile on her face as she came up to me, her hair flailing on her bare shoulders.“Good afternoon, Cara,” I greeted with a thin line on my face.“Why haven’t you entered?” she wondered.“Well…” I hesitated, gla
Vana's POV9 months laterI got off the train with my suitcase rolling on the ground, lifting my hands up in the air as the sun beamed above me. It’s been six months since the last time I was in Auregon. It’s been nine months since the Case of the Serpent and Scorpion came to an end.Many things happened in the past nine months. Many to be even count in my hands. I don’t even know where to start. After Chairman Zerondale’s arrest, he was jailed in the palace dungeons and was investigated for nearly a whole month by the royal investigators.He was put in trial the following month after the investigation, with all the charges we filed to him. It took almost two months for all his crimes to be verdicted, and in the end, he was sentenced to death.Lifetime of servitude or liftetime in prison wasn’t enough of a verdict for all
Vana's POV“You’re right. I made a mistake… a lot more than I could have ever imagined,” Master Sergis agreed, muttering.I flinched, my head tilting down at Master Sergis’ direction. His hands crumpled the letter, staring at it with his teeth gritting. A regretful gaze flickered in his eyes, raising it up at the ice wall’s direction.“From the beginning, I should have known something is going on when Zerondale enticed me against Ashemre. I should have… noticed that he fabricated it all,” he admitted, his voice full of sorrow and regret.“I knew Ashmere wasn’t that kind of person, and my wife would never betray me like that,” he mentioned, pertaining to the conversation between Ms. Madison and Master Ashmere that led to a cheating misunderstanding.“I should have… listened to t
Vana's POV“And I have the evidence to prove it,” I boasted.Heads turned and raised up at me as I yell, jaws dropped and irritated looks carved out of their faces. I stood in front of them with my back straight, breath hitching as my actions sink into my head.What in the magic did I just do?“Now you’ve done it…” Jerome mumbled with a sigh next to me.Not only did I used my magic arbitrarily and unexpectedly, but I also revealed the journal right from the start without any prior explanation. It’s already a mess, and I think I only made things messier.“How are the two of you even here? Aren’t you supposed to be executed?” Master Sergis asked in a shout. “Wha—how—” That is exactly the reason why things got complicated.It was surprising
Vana's POV“Case closed…” I mumbled with an unsettling feeling in my chest.“Vana, are you okay?” Jerome asked as he ran towards me in concern.I blinked, flustered as Jerome took my hand as soon as he knelt next to me. My eyes widened, but I remained composed as I pick myself up. “I’m… fine. I just… felt underwhelmed by everything,” I said, standing up from my spot.A soft smile curled up my lips as I assure him. He held my hand gently and we walked down from the stage. The chaos was all over the place, but my gaze fixated on Jerome as we head down the stage together.I followed him from behind, my eyes going back and forth between his back and his bleeding hands that held mine. I paused on my step, unable to stop the urge to speak.“Are you satisfied? About your revenge?&r
Vana's POV“Do you see it now? We lured you in a trap, Chairman Zerondale. Do you think I would be stupid enough not to realize that you were planning to assassinate the king?” I stated, a smirk plastered on my face.Chairman Zerondale stepped back, horror and fury stirring in his eyes. His jaw clenched, gritting his teeth with his eyes glaring at me. The Shadows surrounded him at the back center of the platform, our weapons drawn.“You can’t run away from your crimes forever, Chairman Zerondae. It’s time for you to face it,” Jerome said, taking a step forward.A sharp curve cured on Chairman Zerondale’s lips, a hysteric laugh leaving his mouth. He laughed out loud, a grim atmosphere emitting out in the air. He raised his eyes at us, a grim smile plastered on his face.“You can arrest me all you want, but I will alw
Vana's POV“Can you do it?” I asked Gregory as I roam inside his room.Gregory, Jerome, and I gathered inside his chambers to cast the illusion spell as part of our trap against Chairman Zerondale. Thanks to the information Professor Zander provided from the Magic Council Tower, and with a bit of calculation, inferencing, and assumptions, we narrowed down the day the Chairman would assassinate the king.“Shall we start then?” Gregory implored, standing at the center of his chambers.He glanced at me, gesturing for me to move out of the room as he prepares himself to cast the spell. Jerome observed the scene from outside of the room, leaning against the doorframe with his injured body covered with gauze.It hasn’t been a week since we were treated, and his bruises aren’t healed with magic either.I moved ove
3rd POVThe halls of Jasper Academy remained peaceful as the new academic year began. It won’t be long for Professor Zander to be asked to return to the academy, having to start teaching his new students. Unfortunately, he’s still in the middle of a mission.He made it an excuse that he’ll be having orientations with his new class, hiding his main objective of heading to the Magic Council Tower. Gregory already made arrangements with Angela about the Special Unit helping them, requesting Angela’s mother, Chairwoman Iris, to access the tower.Professor Zander lurked around the hallways near the Magic Council Tower, observing the people entering in and out of the tower. In the few minutes of his observation, only Chairwoman Iris entered the tower, with none of her assistants following her inside.It was the signal he’d been waiting for; one that Angela and Gregory menti