CHAPTER 12 P2
"..."
"I'm leaving."
".... About that, I would say it's still natural care."
"..."
This time she have to halt her leaving steps and turn her head back again.
"What?"
"You always know, Nympha. I am full of dislike but still have responsibilities as of you. You are my sister, and I am your brother. I loathe you but still prefer you to rely on me on a house like this. Where it is so different from the others I wandered to see."
Looking at Providaz's back, no matter how she thinks about it, although she's ultimately full of unreasoned hatred for this sibling that she had, he was the only known sibling in her heart.
"You don't have to falsify the worry."
"For even though multiple times I cursed that you existed, you are the only one acknowledged, even by how long, I know it is the both of us by the end. I always loathed you, and I always let you loath me too. It's the only proof that I know of your existence, as you do. It's always the same for a reason."
He never said a thing and each of our emotions were never stirred in this moving scenario. If anything, it is acknowledgement of our twin sibling relationship, and the responsibility we had of each other.
"I'm going now. Also, repair the thing before thinking of leaving."
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Unknown POV
In the deep forest center of the Arhus Hunting grounds, there was a small house of old bricks.
Laying around it was a surprising garden filled with planted flowers. It surely was surprising that someone still have the mood to house and have a garden with flowers in a place filled with ravaging and tearing monsters, those full of danger and darkness.
There, a short young lady was watering the plants by... it wasn't how others normally do it, but she was using a magic spell to gather the clouds and make a light rain over her garden area. A great method if other can see, but she was the only person in the area, she owns the house and the area.
The frightening monsters are also lessened as you come to her area of a hundred meters. You can say, she was extraordinary.
Faraway, her sharp hearing heard the sound of a horse running in this direction. Her busy posture changed as she canceled managing the little spell and faced her head that way.
Seeing her face, she can be described as youthful and looking mischievously cute. Her features aren't sharp but delicate and adorable. One more thing to say, she has short yellow hair, as short as her height, precisely what people called, a loli. She let out the air of a mischief teenager and her yellow eyes was filled with relief and surprise.
The little brother she saved really fulfilled his promise to come back. She was feeling lonely all this time staying here in hiding for countless years and now, a cute boy will come to accompany her every now and then.
Though it made her smile bitterly that his motivation to stay was probably the illusion power she showed back then. She showed what he desired the most and promised to show him more as long as he come every now and then. And stay for a few hours to accompany her.
She remembered how his eyes showed newfound inspiration to living, she has the power of empathy and knows that even though this has always been in his eyes, it was faked a lot.
He went back to the people he was with to not make them search the forest out of worry and double guaranteed he would really visit before leaving.
"Noona~!! Sister! Good sister!"
The 8-years old red hair shouted as he waved his hands riding a specialy small horse fit for his height. It was a famous rare breed of horse gifted to young children of really well-off families.
'His family must be very rich.'
She waited until the kid reached infront of her, dismounting his horse and tying it on a nearby tree.
She wore a prideful smile and crossed her hands infront of Creedas who came infront of her.
"So you really came huh. As expected, even people like you have no choice but to be amazed by my powers. I'm super amazing aren't I?"
Just for a moment, the red pupils of Creedas flashed a different color but still raised his head and smiled ever so cutely, very different from his usual face that is so indifferent, the face Hareth methods cultivated them to all have.
"Of course, noona is really amizing~!"
The bits of insincerity that she felt made her smile falter a little then quickly restored itself.
'He's not really impressed much. Oh no! If he isn't interested as I want him too, won't he leave much earlier?'
"Well, since you come earlier than I told you to. This time, my techniques shall also be shown to you much earlier than scheduled. To show you the prowess of the great witch, Atalia! Ahaha! "
She flicked her fingers three times and the place was suddenly filled with fog. And Creedas was astounded to feel light-headed as he lost consciousness, all the fogs in the place suddenly compressed and seeped into the mid center of his forehead.
'Ugh, that made me drained half of my energy.'
Atalia still used more magic power to float Creedas and let him enter the house. The clean house was not wide with only a bed, a bookshelf and a wooden table. She gently tossed him to the bed and lied herself on the table as she catches her breathing.
"I increased the realism of my illusions this time, hopefully, he would get his interest back."
Or else, she was going to make a friend and he already has plans to leave, she would truly doubt her social skills and become depressed of it for six years.
Meanwhile, Creedas woke up in an endless space of a hazy fog, he recollected and remembered that he fainted when the noona flicked her fingers three times.
'What did she do? This is why it makes my suspicion rise up. Her methods at implying her techniques are somewhat untrustworthy. She made me faint without warning.'
He was still checking the place when the fog reconstructed itself into a scene familiar to him.
He looked up and his head moved as well to see leaves of apple trees. Looking down, was a small feet equipped with small shoes and socks as well as a small view of the big tree trunk.
He lifted his hands to see, and it was softer than his rougher hands now, much smaller and it was more chubby.
'She really let me in her illusions.'
He was still checking when he heard rustling sounds. Someone was running from the left.
He turned there and was stoned. No wonder he was a bit familiar. This was a cherished memory he forgotten for the sake of not being a sinner. His eyes showed a very complicated emotion.
The farther apple tree also infront of the place he was standing was girdled with rose thorns persisting up the thick tree branch. This is a poisonous bred rose that isn't usually grown in the gardens.
Now, a girl is going there, no matter how she ran, her dress and hair was still well kept. Because as always, wherever she goes, she would be the type to shine the brightest.
This girl, not like he has last seen her older self, was when she was still younger and would rarely wear masks and items reducing her overflowing charms.
Remembering, she was twelve this time, and about him, he was about to approach the age of five two months from then.
The girl was smiling in glee as she approached the tree trunk while burning the thorns in a controlled manner. Very skilled at everything.
After the eye candy show, she sat in the place and picked up a fallen rose from the burnt remains.
"Ahaha! Rose is not as pretty as me."
He remembered, he was dazed when she first appeared in his sight, and during this time, his heart beat in obvious delight at witnessing a glorious sight.
CONTINUE...