Skear caught on Yathuar's silhouette and decided to follow him.
'Dammit,.. Vive's not here yet..' she thought while keeping her eyes on the man in a uniform covered by a cloak.
She stood several meters away, waiting for Vive when suddenly, the man took action.
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Yathuar, the man who vowed to serve his liege, was a prideful being. He looked down on all beings, even the King.
After all, Zuckar, his twin brother was manipulating the king behind the scenes. He was known for his deeds, but only the royals know what is happening inside the palace.
Zuckar was a triumphant tyrant. He killed and beat people not caring who they were. He pretended to serve the king and earned a sole title for conveniences. Not only Zuckar was a vicious beast, but he also has intelligence that makes up his lack of skills.
The gray-colored hair and clear red eyes was a perfect match for someone who was regarded as the knight by everyone.
However contradictory of the appearance, it doesn't change the fact that he was the one moving the nation's King.
Disgrace for the royal family where they should be ruling. Disgrace for the royal family where they should dominate the nation. Disgrace for the family who acted as pushovers for the great Zuckar Demslikov.
However, little did Zuckar know that the king was plotting to end the cycle Zuckar was doing.
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'According to history of forgotten past, decades and decades of fighting for the throne, war was everywhere. Stench of blood frenzied the battlefield and the two factors.
This era of war seemed to be never-ending. Fighting for the position of being the top. Struggling to make a name in the battlefield.
There should only be one ruler. One ruler decides the fate of all. This should be the pact between the two factors of this nation. Except for the civils who are constantly living in fear, and neutrality. '
This was stated on the book Yathuar was holding. It was the prohibited book that was stamped with legendary seal.
Yathuar closed the book which was in the category of 'almost useless'. Such is the way of organizing Yathuar's thinking and VirTi, who was acting as an assistant, noted what Yathuar was thinking and wrote it down.
While walking on the alley, he felt heavy by the light at the end of the alley. The street is visible and he needed to do something to chase the tail away. He activated the chip planted in his brain and VirTi appeared.
After settling some matters, Yathuar became one with the energy again to confuse the tailing person.
"Why such a persistent brat. I'll play with you.." he smirked and rode with the wind.
Skear, who was tailing the man, was astonished not knowing what happened. After some time of looking, she found Yathuar again.
This time, Yathuar was almost near her and was startled by the sudden movement.
'W-what..? He doesn't know does he?' she thought while still following. She activated her VirTi and decided to contact Vive.
' Tsk.. She's not answering. I'll wait before taking action'
Thoughts formed in her mind. Skear, although strong enough to overpower most member of the agency, she was quite inflexible with how operations and things go inside a partnership.
She was a newbie that just follows the mission without knowing the events before, during, and after the contracts. A puppy following her mother, if someone would describe it.
The agency would not be kind enough to explain the situation. Once a member enters, she's on her own. Just follow protocols and do the job would be enough.
She was easy to fool despite her cold energy and blood. She was quick in noticing things, but she doesn't notice the plans going underway. A top secret plan that Skear wouldn't be able to recognize?
Is there such things? It would be possible if she were a retzi but, a rautier was the end of her journey.
Skear thought that Vive was always aloof that was why many of her partners left her or disappeared. Without knowing the reason, she could clearly tell that many left because her partner couldn't stand being with someone like Vive.
Naiveté thinking would always rise when they know little about their pair. Skear, however, know that there are possibilities. She prepared everything if things went out of hand.
Her possible circumstances are stacked up in her VirTi notes provided by her brain assistant. This nature was one of the reason she would always excel at unprepared circumstances.
Now, during the process of following the her target, Skear finally stopped at a balcony. Standing at the edge of the grills, she examined the location.
"Where...?" she muttered.
The place was far different from where she was. She didn't notice the change of environment because of keeping her eyes on the target.
She looked around the new location. The sky was a lot darker than blue. Like the depth of the oceans. Lots of tall building covered in moss was adding to the magical vibes of the place.
The place was surely extraordinary since the building, which was more of a castle-like structure was oozing pressure of energy. She was in awe and at the same time, she felt scared.
The place was large enough to be called capital city however, there was no person. She checked in taverns, lodges, and stores but there was no one.
Finally, she stopped at the cafe-looking building and pulled out a seat. ' I'll be damned if I got caught like this.. ' She crushed the seat without sound because of the energy she exerted.
The pieces of chair was then scattered throughout the place and she herself transformed into a chair.
"Riear Ttans" a soft voice low enough to be called whisper got out of her mouth. It is a basic chant that lets you transform into objects.
Time passed,.. an hour.
5 hours..
8..
She held back in bursting out of impatience and finally got a result she wanted. Two silhouettes appeared down the street and she calmed down.
From afar, you can hear grumbles and voices.
' Let me see your identity, number one..'
She unconsciously licked her lips in the thrill and started to capture whatever her eyes landed on.
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"My liege.." the man in black cloak knelt down on one knee and placed his hands across his heart area and lowered his head.
This was the salute of life. The salute where one servant has offered his life to obtain immense strength and serve the dominant in the contract.
" I have arrived." Yathuar continued. The throne made of stone was empty. Nevertheless, he continued.
"The reports are as shown in the VirTi I am about to transfer to you. Allow me the permission to send it, my liege."
Soon after, a small light of lens appeared above the stone throne. A few seconds passed and a person standing was seen.
A dignified monarch was the energy emitted by the person. A small wave of hand would cause the subject to kneel if he desired to do so.
'He' was standing in front of Yathuar who was bowing in respect and admiration.
The man sat down on the throne and placed his arms on the armrest and rested his cheeks on his hands. A sight of a true royalty, the majestic aura surrounding the person was dominating the air around the room.
This man has blue hair with silver highlights which complimented the silver eyes that gazes through a person. The long slick hair dropped just above the man's tochus.
He opened his chip signifying the permission to transfer the reports.
"What else is there?" Each words resounded and made reactions on the air and energy. The sharp eyes examined Yathuar's body and the man in cloak spoke.
"Ah. Yes, my lord. I have brought a plaything for the lady." While the process was ongoing, Yathuar explained the whole thing.
A few minutes later,
"Hmm.. You did well."
" I do not deserve such praise, my lord." Yathuar bowed even further after the praise. The man in the throne looked at him in an uninterested gaze,
"See her a painless method after she meets her. Thanking her this way is enough."
" Yes, my lord."
Before the man sitting could say anything, Yathuar continued.
" I am sorry to interrupt your words, my lord. I have something in mind I am confused about. "
The man raised an eyebrow at his servant. The energy and aura around the room turned dry, making it hard to breathe.
Yathuar withstood the phenomena with difficulty. His skin was about to rot and veins popping out all around his body.
"Why, you are welcome to ask.." the monarch sitting smirked as his eyes glowed in the shadows. The smile added pressure to the air.
"M-my liege,.."
' Tsk. Pathetic..' the dominance exerted in the room which filled the air was took back. Disgust and unsatisfactory formed in the lips of the man in long blue hair.
The servant struggled to keep up with his breathing and stumbled down.
The huge presence in the throne glared coldly at the man in cloak. "Such unsightly behavior, my dear servant. "
" Y-yes indeed, my lord. "
" Now, speak." The impatience in his eyes grew.
Yathuar gulped and sweats trickled down his face.
"M-my liege. I am w-wondering why I am not as known as my brother.."
After the message, a slight disturbance in the air was delivered as the emotions of the dignified monarch became lighter, he laughed.
"Pfu..Hahaha!! Why, you say? Hahaha!" The energy, which was not seen, is almost visible as it vibrated through the air by every laugh the man makes.
"My, that is an interesting question. Yes. First step into the world and you ask about your brother.. " the man played with his chin and looked as if he's thinking.
Yathuar still looked down and waited for an answer. He knows he won't be killed but he was still fearful of the presence and might of his master.
" You see,.. I created this space to take control of you and that woman. But who would've thought that you would come back with such question." He crossed his legs and nodded once before looking at his servant.
"I suppose I could answer it since you have given me another brilliant idea. "
" I-I am undeserving of your words,.."
" Shut it. " He sharply rebuked and continued, " Your twin, Zuckar, is considered to be 'mighty and strong' on the other side of the space."
" The reason why was because the royal family of the previous generation was afraid that you would inherit the viciousness of that unnecessary variable..." The man looked down at his servant which was looking at him. Unavoidably, Yathuar looked at his master's eyes and quickly bowed down.
"I-I'm sorry, my liege! I was listening intently.." the eagerness to be forgiven was stronger than the story. Still, the master waved his hands and continued,
" In short, you were chosen as a sacrificial lamb and got forgotten by the public after many years. Your brother probably knows the reason but.. well he couldn't care less. What's the point of interfering and giving concern to a person like you..?" He scoffed and stood up.
" Scram now. I can't believe I was talking to this trash. " The sigh together with the words delivered was digested by Yathuar one beat later after his master disappeared.
Yathuar relaxed and stood up still looking down.
"..." He was silent for a long time until he delivered the message for his next task.
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