Seris Vritra
In these moments when courage was symbolized, the city turned into a fairy tale land. The city view combined with the soft touch of the snow resembled a source of magic. Snow crystals sparkling under the street lamps turned the city into a sparkling dream world. Some were looking out the window, some were sipping their hot drinks. Each of them was enjoying this special moment that the snow brought to the city.
However, there were still people running in the streets; They were moving under the white cover of the snow as if they were a part of nature. With their wet hair and red faces, these brave souls reminded the city of the energy of winter. In these moments when the snow was dancing with the light wind, the city made you feel the rhythm of life like a poem.
The snow falling on the gentle city and the excitement of the children brought out emotions that I could not hold on to, even for a Vritra-blooded hybrid like me. The corners of my mouth turned upwards involuntarily; My feelings hidden under the cold view of the city were becoming clear with the snowflakes.
He must have noticed a moment when I was smiling because Cylrit's call was heard behind me. Her white cloak billowed gracefully as she walked towards me with long strides. "It is truly a remarkable sight to see you like this," she said.
When he stopped in front of me, he bowed to me with a deep bow. "Scythe Seris," he said. I waved my hand slightly for him to stand up. In the silence of a second, we watched the view outside together.
Noticing the furtive glances my servant was giving me, I asked, "Is something wrong, Cylrit?"
He cleared his throat loudly before speaking. "No, it's okay... It's just that it doesn't happen very often to see you happy like this, I was wondering," he said.
As my eyes wandered to the view outside, I replied, "I wonder too. How long will these sunny, innocent days last? People go about their routine lives, laughing unawares. After all, Vritra protects us, right?"
Agrona has lured them into a fantasy world they can't escape, and when she gets what she wants, they will all be torn apart like a lamb for the butcher.
"Ignorance may be the key to happiness," I mutter to myself from time to time. Because sometimes, I want to escape reality and stay away from the destruction that the Asuras and Agrona will bring.
In the past, I often internalized this saying. But everything changed when a key was found that would shatter despair and open the door to the future. It was as if a dark foresight foresaw the impending disaster and encouraged us to light a fire on the path that would lead us to our destiny.
As my words hung in the air for a while, the atmosphere was once again filled with silence. My servant's expression began to change as he began to think about who I was talking about. He turned to me, his brows furrowing slightly, "Is that the person you're talking about... Arthur Leywin?"
I nodded, my knuckles coming into contact with the cold mist of the glass.
If we equip the future with a bright idea, I didn't want to believe that that child lost his life. Meeting my apprentice at the monuments and gaining his trust gave an unexpected advantage to my further plans. In the game where the king will be stuck while the pawns fall to the front row, this child has become a perfect piece that cannot be wasted, like a secret move
All the pieces were in place, I just needed to move a few.
While I was lost in my thoughts, Cylrit opened her mouth to speak again.
I can't understand, I'm sure that kid is strong. When we met I felt like the mana around us was calling towards him, but is it all about him? Will he be able to break this cycle that the Asuras have been continuing for centuries?
I said silently variable cylrit
There were many things I could not understand from the first time we met him, Cylrit. At that moment, this journey that started with our eyes meeting, extended from mana to more complex secrets, everything was covered with a mysterious veil.
Cylrit started to grumble a little at my words.
I couldn't help but smile and gently turned my retainer's cheek with my free hand. "There is no need to think too much about something we cannot understand right now. Every path moves in different directions, like a fragile thread, and sometimes it can even get tangled. We need to proceed slowly but surely in order not to get lost here. You understand, right?"
His red eyes were still looking into mine and he didn't answer. "I understand, Scythe Series," he said with a short sigh, turning his head to a few children playing snowballs on the side of the road.
What if Agrona finds out that the child is alive, maybe she already knows what will happen. She expressed many doubts in her mind.
I said if Agrona goes after Arthur it's a good thing.
Cylrit was looking at me with an incredulous expression. What was the point of keeping him alive all this time if we were going to throw him in front of the agrona?
"Calm down," I said, holding his arm with one hand. Just as I planned, if Agrona has any expectations from Arthur, she knows something we couldn't foresee.
This information shows that that child is more valuable than I thought and shows the results of my investments, especially with its modified magic, I will be able to see with my own eyes how highly the ether is viewed by the gods.
What will happen if Agrona learns this information? Then Cylrit scolded with unaccustomed anger.
Agrona is currently dealing with her small inheritance in the castle, or rather, she is calculating whether it is worth it or not, but what should be feared is whether she has another plan.
So you are saying that agrona has another plan ready, I said yes, he has always been calm and calculated all this time. The fact that he sent many elite asura teams but could not reach agrona shows how cunning he is, he managed to pull the deal with dicathen to himself.
So what are you planning?
My lips curled in pleasure again. I turned my body around and walked towards the Tempus Warp on the table. "I will personally make Agrona see Arthur's new powers. That will give her a message, my dear Cylrit," I said. I turned my head back a little and blinked.
*****
Arthur Leywin
Servant was leading us into a dark, unknown corner of the coliseum. To be more precise, we were heading towards an area reserved for upper-class people. I could feel the confidence coming from him with every step he took. He was really strong, and it wouldn't be a lie to say that he had gotten even stronger, especially after our last encounter in Elenoir. As I walked behind him, I noticed a few noblemen and workers doing their duty looking at us with sidelong eyes.
My mind, as I was walking along the road, was having an internal dilemma about why Seris had called me to his side.
The relationship between us was not mature enough to say we are allies to each other. At the same time, we were not enemies; I was just a person who owed him money.
So why did he ask for me today?
"Calm down, if the boss tries to oppose us, we can leave immediately," Regis said.
I am not afraid; I'm also not very careful. Because if he wanted to kill or injure us, he would have done it a long time ago. But all this time he was watching us, trying to calculate our movements.
"Caera?" Regis asked in my mind as if he raised an eyebrow.
"I think it looks that way," I said, "which is fair considering we haven't given him a lot of information," Regis concluded.
After breaking my mental connection with Regis, we stood in front of a door that reflected royal elegance. Cylrit opened the door and motioned for me to move forward. The moment I stepped in, a large room decorated with luxurious furniture welcomed me
However, these details did not catch my eye, because the person in front of me was seated on a black leather sofa, examining me with his onyx eyes. He focused intently on where my core was hidden. After a minute of silent staring, she got up and approached me as if dancing with her petite body. Her appearance in black was in harmony with her porcelain white skin; It was like a star that had fallen from the sky to light up my darkest night.
After a few centimeters of distance between us, it was his servant who broke the silence. "I brought them, as you commanded. Scythe Series," he said, bowing slightly. "Thank you, Cylrit. You can attend to other matters now," Seris stated.
So, when the conservative left, the three of us were left in the big hall. An unfamiliar silence surrounded us. Still, I decided to take the first step.
"Long time no see, huh, Scythe Seris?" I said. "I hope you're in good spirits," I added.
After hearing his words, Seris said with a slight smile, "Yes, the appearance of a mysterious Ascender in Alacrya would have excited many people. However, it is really interesting that that person is currently serving as an academy teacher. I think many students will be very impressed by his lessons."
"Besides, you can be comfortable here," Seris said. and spoke with both arms stretched back. "So why don't you take off that mask? You know that your golden eyes that suit your milky white skin can break the hearts of many women," he said. He chuckled slightly,
With a reluctant sigh, I complied with the request, removing the mask and placing it at the end of the table. Caera, who was next to me, left her mask there, just like me. With a subsequent announcement, all three of us turned our heads towards the window where we could watch the arena.
My brothers, we want you to know that we are proud to see you all here on this honorable day, where our scythes and even our ruler are present. So I expect you to have fun watching the chase game that is part of the show. After the man finished speaking, we were surrounded by a chorus of screams, one after the other, that shook the Colosseum.
I moved closer to the glass, and with the sound of a huge ear-piercing horn, the iron bars and chains on the floor of the arena began to be pulled down one by one. But before he was halfway there, the ground shook with a deep roar. This moment was a deep shock to me, it was like a vibration that went down to my bones.
This image was known in the past when prisoners were torn to pieces by lions and leopards brought from distant lands, amid the laughter and applause of the audience, in an arena similar to today's stadiums, which the kings called "circus". Meanwhile, spectators would place bets on who would be the last to survive. I thought history really was repeating itself.
However, as the iron bars that opened at the beginning were falling, a group of slaves were being dragged forward by spear-wielding guards. Most of them were limping in groups of two, with chains tied to each other's feet.
Their clothes were covered in paint with strange symbols, as if experiments had been carried out on them, and their clothes were almost tattered and torn. Worst of all, they all belonged to races found on my continent. Some had pointy elf ears, some had short dwarven beards. They were all confused with shame and fear.
The public began to make a fuss about when the show would begin, while booing the group of slaves caught in the middle. The five guards quickly left as the last sliding door opened. A lot of golden eyes began to appear from the tunnel, looking towards the direction of the ramp. The most alpha of them began to emerge, sinking its large paw into the ground. With every step he took, his silhouette became more distinct. He looked like a black wolf, over two meters tall, snarling at slaves with dark, razor-like teeth that could hide even the sun. This image made me want to vomit.
The arena, which became silent with the start of the show, was surrounded by the screams of the slaves. A weak group, closer to the front, tried to escape in different directions. Unfortunately it was futile, because the connection of the chains prevented this. This movement resulted in the disbandment of each of them.
Seeing this vulnerable opportunity, the mana beasts rushed forward without wasting any time, tearing a dwarf's head apart with their huge teeth, while the others following the alpha grabbed each of the elf's limbs and cut them into four pieces, the ground was completely covered with their blood and organs.
When the mana monsters finished their work, the colosseum began to come alive again with noise.
I felt like time had stopped for me. My eyes started to get colder and I started to hear my heartbeat more clearly. My insides seemed to be filled with a feeling of cold anguish. Kill! I wanted to burn the scythes, the rulers, and even the people here and leave here.
No matter how hard I tried to maintain my composure, the guilt I felt for not being able to defend my people even with this divine power in my hand would always be willing to hit me in a dark void.
Just when I thought I was being prejudiced against them, I felt my hatred increase.
As I watched the sickening sight next to me, Seris's voice echoed in the hall, saying in a cruel yet primitive manner: "These innocent people are being brutally dismembered. Not only that, but their hopes and dreams are also being destroyed. Right?" Sometimes the beauty of nature can show its cruelest face.
And in the moments we least expect
I muttered to myself at unexpected moments. Then I burst out laughing in anger. Caera was looking at me like I was crazy, her eyebrows raised in surprise.
After calming down a bit, I turned to Seris with my intense golden eyes. "What do you want from me?" I asked, trying to contain my anger.
His pitying onyx eyes stared into mine sharply as they opened with new determination. "Enough!" he said, his voice taking on a reassuring tone. She continued, "We've come to the end of the time I gave you. I've run out of patience. How much have you improved to get this far?"
You can no longer use mana. This is normal, considering that its nucleus has disintegrated. However, your new divine power has aroused great curiosity in me.
You talk just like her
Yes, your moves are very shallow. If he is aware of your existence, he will expect you to come up with something new. Or even to examine." Seris tapped her lips with her thumb to emphasize her last words.
So why are you so cautious about my movements?
I think we both clearly know the answer, Gray, there's no point in digging any deeper. His voice dripped with sarcasm.
As we spoke in code, Caera was leaning against the window frame, biting the inside of her cheek, trying to decipher what we were talking about, but I knew that this was almost impossible with the missing pieces.
It's time to close some old accounts. As you can see, there is something I want you to do. So, what would that be?" I asked, moving one eyebrow an inch.
While his eyes were shifting left and right with uncertainty, he finally stopped at me and started to become more and more intense. "I want you to draw attention to yourself," he said. "Oh, you say, this way the tyrant's eyes will be away from the Alacryan and you can move the pieces you want." I started clapping my hands sarcastically and added, "Excellent plan."
"I hope our relationship hasn't been a pawn to be cast aside this whole time. You've wounded my heart," I said, holding a hand on my chest.
Her lips were pressed together hard and she looked at me with a look that said, "Can you be more serious?"
Anyway, as I said, I want you to attract all the attention, so before Seris could finish his words, I raised my hand and said, "Don't worry, I know what to do," with a mysterious smile on my face.
I could feel my smile getting bigger and bigger, turning into a crazy expression, because this was the moment when my plan that would guide the upcoming game began.
Seris looked at me disapprovingly after seeing the expression on my face. Then, I turned around and headed towards the door. Seris shouted, leaving a hint of murderous intent behind me, "What are you trying to do? Tell me, maybe I can help you." He made effortless calls.
"Oh, Seris, Seris, you're worrying too much. Don't worry, everything will be as you wish. I'll deliver your little message in the most ostentatious way possible," I said. I turned my head back a little to look at him one last time. I stated that if we added another small note, it would be a very bloody match.
I walked out the door and used the Step of God to teleport to a quiet part of Victoria not far from the coliseum, the calming breeze of the sea breeze taking my mind away from unwanted emotions; This was exactly what I needed before my battle with Cadelle.
Good job Arthur, the horned goddess was trying to get us to hoist the big sail, Regis, I felt goosebumps running down her spine, as if she were uncomfortable.
After all, our plans are the same, I just wanted to determine the method myself, I will throw the bait small for now so that she can ask for a bigger one later.
As I turned my head to the south of the coliseum, I felt an ominous pressure pressing down on us. "Arthur," Regis warned in my mind.
The clouds were split in two in the sky and turned into a shadowy black tone. I grinned involuntarily.
I kept you waiting too long, didn't I, old friend? I thought as I clenched my light sea green cloak that curled in the wind with one hand.
Now I'm coming to finish things off For everyone!
ahh, I think I wrote the dialogues correctly according to the characters' perspectives, I hope you liked this episode, I wish you a pleasant reading.
And before I forget, the chapter of my other fiction will come next week :)))