Vana's POV
The ride to the Eastern Coast of Ashern took almost a day. Jerome and I met Yuna at the front of another random shop in the busy district of the capital, leaving early in the morning while the sun is rising from its sleep.
Good thing Master Sergis didn’t ask me for any specifics of where I’ll be heading, leaving me alone with my new freedom. It took a few hours for us to arrive at the main harbors of Ashern, ships and yachts blooming into view.
The sea blossomed in our vision as we reach the road near the coast, clumps of blue ocean extending over until the horizon. My eyes were basically stuck on the window as I gaze at the sea, mesmerizing it until I found myself falling into sleep.
It’s much better to sightsee the sea when you’re not in a ship. The ocean waves won’t sway your body as you take in the sea breeze and the crashing sound of the water. The sunlight cr
Vana's POV “The killer destroyed the evidence after killing Detective Clorence,” I mumbled, and I can say for certain that its true. Bulletin board contained a spider’s web of the Serpent and Scorpion case. I dismissed the bulletin board for the time being, keeping it in mind as I scoot over to Jerome and Yuna. They were busy searching the desk, taking up one side of it. Jerome was searching the right side of the desk, while Yuna was searching the left side of it. “Yuna, do you know where the journal is?” I asked. “Father told me before that his journal would always be in his office and in his desk. He probably hid it somewhere where I’ll need to use my magic to uncover it,” Yuna explained, grumbling as she searches one of the lower drawers. “Magic?” Jerome scoffed, lifting his head from one of the desk drawers.
Vana's POV“I was joking but it turns out to be true,” Jerome commented, his shoulders slouching as he hears my words.“I think you should know by now how much I hate using my magic,” I said, gazing up at him.“I know that you hate using your magic, but I didn’t know that it could be to the point of not being able to do one of the basics,” Jerome argued, arms falling to his side.“Now you know,” I muttered, with a thin line on my face.“That would be a problem. Do you have an idea how to create an object with magic?” Yuna asked, a concerned face suddenly contorting on her face.“Nope. Well… Professor Zander did went over it, but I didn’t put it into practice,” I explained. “And knowing my control over my magic, I doubt I could pull it off successf
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Vana's POV “Here it goes,” I said. I flipped the journal, skimming through its pages first before going back to the front page. From a quick scan, I noticed the messy yet organized writing style of Detective Clorence, written in black and red ink. Journal entries were labelled with numbers and dates, some bulleted while others are in paragraphs. There were also a lot of sticky notes here and there, but I quickly ignored it as I go back to the front page of the journal. A letter slips out between the pages of the journal as I flip through it, falling to the floor amidst my skimming of the journal. Yuna reacted as it falls, picking it up from the floor in no time to see who it came from. Jerome rushed between us with curiosity and desperation, peering over my shoulder. “What did you see?” Jerome asked, eyes going back and forth between me and Yuna. <
Vana's POV Jerome and Yuna peered on each of my shoulder, reading the journal entry as we start to search for the truth. The journal entry was about the time Master Sergis and Master Ashmere met with Detective Clorence secretly. According to the entry, Detective Clorence met the two masters at the same day in two different times. He met Master Ashmere in the early morning at his office, while Master Sergis met him at a bar at night. “Is the reason for their request written?” Yuna asked. I nodded, my finger pointing at the part of the entry where their reasoning was written. From Detective Clorence’s understanding, the reason why the masters wanted to investigate the cases again was because Chairman Zerondale chose to close the case because there was no concrete evidence. The case was closed, with no culprit or suspect being apprehended or arrested. Know
Vana's POV “He killed his student,” Yuna muttered, her voice full of disdain against the truth. The fact that Yuna mentioned sank into my bones as I realize how far the Chairman is willing to go to get what he wants. First, the Dragon Egg and the Igneus conspiracy. Now, the Serpent and Scorpion case. It makes me wonder if the two cases are connected after all. Why would Chairman Zerondale want to be the Chairman so badly that he went as far as hurt his friends? To murder someone? Why would he go as far as steal the Dragon Egg? I went back to the journal, eyes reading the next journal entry. It was the third entry in regard to the Serpent and Scorpion case. The journal entry was written two days after the second entry, and six days after the first entry. The entry was short, with only the summarized version of what’s in store for us in the next page. Detective
Vana's POV “What the…? How is Chairman Danuel’s death related to this case?” “What are you talking about?” I asked with a baffled look, brows furrowed at Jerome. “The entry was written two months after the case, and a month after father started the investigation. The same time as Chairman Danuel’s death,” Yuna stated, answering my question. “And?” I wondered. “The carriage accident that resulted to the death of Chairman Danuel is the same carriage accident where former duchess Zeraphine was thought to have been killed,” Jerome stated, dropping a bombshell. “What?” Yuna and I exclaimed in unison. “It says here, Duchess Zeraphine and Chairman Danuel got in an accident that resulted to their deaths,” Jerome read, quoting Detective Clorence’s written words. But Ms. Zeraphine did n
Vana's POV I paused for a moment to let the written words sink into my head. I remind myself that Chairman Zerondale and Detective Clorence are mentor and student. I had to remember that Chairman Zerondale is Detective Clorence’s mentor. I’m sure the two had a close relationship; one that is filled with trust and memories. For Detective Clorence to say these words would be of great challenge. The fact that the Detective had the determination and conviction is what made me aspire to be him in the first place. And the fact that he was willing to stop and apprehend his own teacher and mentor, is a heartbreaking thing to witness. Most especially, the feeling of being killed at the hands of your own teacher can feel worse than death. A nightmare I wish that I would never have to go through. In silence, I flipped over to the next page, with Jerome and Yuna heaving breaths in a quie