(POV MC)
Before I can answer the question, a memory of the past flooded my mind, taking away all possible idea.
[["you know, if you do not like your surname... haha, you could pass to use mine"
Saying that blushed, she dribbles cutely, stealing once again my heart ... I wonder if it is possible to love it more.]]
What brought that memory was not only the same warm feeling of always, brought a reminder of what will no longer allow.
It's maybe very sweet and it does not go with my personality, it maybe sound like a fool story of tragedy, ¡but it is not, I will not allow it!,
for nothing, for anyone,
no matter who, or that I have to destroy, that's my will, my heart and my way,
"so ...¿you know? , my name... is Noren Grace is nice to meet you "
As I could better describe this feeling, Ahhh ~ ... I know ... It's freedom. I don't know that expression possessed the rare uncle but, I can notice what sharped for fear, it's not that I am, but I'm likely laughing, I wonder why he's afraid of ... Hahaha ~
*END POV *
The man didn't know, he didn't detect any kind of power, for many decades he met a mindless of powerful people, magicians, hunters, demons, elves, ghosts, half beast, cultivator, etc ...
But he could swear what never felt none of them, it isn't arrogance, although there were stronger people, he didn't face them, could easily hide and not be found. Now he knows, he doesn't understand but he knows it could die today.
"Jaja jaja...Not yet your name"
"... ¡SOR ... SORRY! My name is Roland, just Roland.
Confused, because the strange feeling disappeared, answered with some nerves but even with a shady aura, even if weaker what the previous one.
"Don't know if you care, take me to the city"
"There is no problem"
Deciding to ignore what happened, Roland continuous with its purpose.
If a lot of concern Noren began with the first step of his trip.
During the course of the road they didn't speak much, so Noren concentrated on the way.
The beauty of nature for a hikikomori, there's nothing more away from that, so he doesn't prevent him from enjoying the beautiful as seen.
"This is the valley of Morte right?"
A mastane floor, decorated by dry trees I know how to know entanglement to cover the mystery hiding, rare sounds of cries, llaments and murmurs. They make God think that doesn't want this place.
"It's beautiful, don't you think the same, my friend?"
"What? It is surprised by the commentary of Noren, I do notice. I say to you in the aesthetic Dark Punk will be appreciated the art jajajaja"
"..." "even more disagrugment, Roland doesn't know that I say.
'I say, you will not be with precaucion to the maximum in the Valley of Morte, even if you don't know of Morte, I put in a guard Dust, but I don't say, in the same strange, but I didn't know before, but I would not have seen him in anyone, of course it isn't that I knew the whole continent, but with so many years I wished much of humans'
After witnessing the stranger of Nonren's personality, Roland decided to put more caution, seeing something young to discover himself to find out that causes this strange feeling.
Noren was black hair, but now it's a deep black almost as if I swallow the light black eyes, but with a brightness as stars, if someone, kept watching them seeout closely the almost imperseptible flashes of them.
His skin was white and with a healthy brightness, not exaggerated but of enough white to envoy many women.
His face was delicate and attractive his expirein what varied between a disqualressed, sarcastic, innocent, junior and bruster smile and that would be thought and thought, they gave him the elegant and unique touch, what had not seen it in this world.
His body despite being slim, if they saw him carefully notarin the perfect muscle lines with the precise amount of everything, hello and a height of 175 cm so to be able to say that he has a perfect body.
Its clothes was a black shirt with a dragon embroidered silver threads. Linked blue jinns pants, and black boots, all clothes imported from Italy. I throw through the family tail and the boots take them from a charity auction of any suburb.
Don't be confused, Noren is the class of man who performs depending on of his state of encouragement, so to sit on the street and eat hotdogs or go to a luxury restaurant to spend thousands of dollars for a meal, are things that do not put very in your heart, everything depends on your current mood. It was always handsome, but now perhaps by the ki turned extremely handsome and elegant.
If not because of her personality and clothes, Roland would see it just as a prince what he escaped from home, but he knows that the answer is not as simple.
"What's wrong? You have not answered yet"
"EHH? Apologize I'm staying a second thinking about my answer ... Don't but the humans do not like this place" A little in panic Roland says.
"I can join you it's at any time moment something will come to eat"
Putting an innocent face, for some reason, does Roland that strangely gets angry, and has the impulse to hit Noren.