Chapter Fifty-Four. I stared at the kid in front of me, who was looking at me with doe eyes. Only then did I notice that he was no longer wearing his silver armor, instead he was wearing his ordinary knight uniform. I cannot see any bruises nor bandages around him. That only means he was skilled enough to avoid or kill his enemies. I'm also relieved seeing him unharmed, for pete's sake that's twelve-year old kid! My conscience won't be able to take it. I might feel a little bit guilty for Zen because of the unexpected ambush by the bandits, but he's an adult. He can do it himself, he's not a kid anymore. And I have deep affection on this character. Aside from Lord Ethan and Gina who was the main character, this is the third person I knew who was part of the novel. It made me slightly relax and breathe a sigh of relief. Staying in this world almost made me lost in time and comfort. I even caught myself doubting if I was really in the book. I almost got scared because of the unknow
Chapter Fifty-Five. "Do you understand, Sir?" I said in a sweet tone, with a smile on my lips. Gulf. You could hear a mouthful of saliva being swallowed. "Now, shall we talk?" I said, as I lowered the dagger and smiled. The dwarf still kept his glare on me but didn't refuse. The other prisoners are silent, bowed and look away. Some of them were sweating at an abnormal rate. As if they where afraid to meet with my beautiful red-violet eyes. I was about to speak when I felt an intense stare coming from behind me. It was so intense that I could almost feel a hot laser like it was going to pierce my back. It gives the chills even though it should be hot. Now all of us are sweating in cold feet. Dang. I forgot about Zen. I looked at the dagger I was holding. It was very shiny, while the handle was made out of obsidian rock. Darker than black. The metal could almost reflect my pretty face if not for the dark expression on the other side. Gulped. 'Someone is mad... I will sleep
Chapter Fifty-Six."I'm here to buy a Migfa Wine and Iris steak." I repeated."Hahaha! Migfa wine... did you hear that? Migfa wine!” A drunkard nearby laughed out loud, I just maintained my smile and looked at the tavern owner."Innocent, naive! Are you both stupid?"And everyone in the tavern started laughing.Zen remained very calm as if nothing was going on there. He was just looking at the owner.When the owner saw us calm and was not agitated. He gradually breathed a sigh and tried to smile.Asking for a migfa wine was a secret code that the underground black market had come up with to avoid the law enforcers and the churches.Black Market is always present everywhere you go, not just because you haven't seen them nor know their existence, they are not active.How did I know this code and information?I got it from Margo, the dwarf. He said, most of the things and weapons they have made were sold to the black market. But that's not what I'm looking at.I need information."And I
Chapter Fifty-Seven."Your Migfa Wine is here." The tavern owner announced. He took the Migfa Wine from the kitchen staff and handed it towards us.Before I could reach the wine bottle, Zen beat me from getting it. He tool the wine bottle the tavern owners hand and look at me.Beautiful emerald eyes were stern and full of vigilance.Okay fine.Just chill Zen. You don't need to be so tense and serious. I know we really need to get out of this place.Zen was eager to leave this place, and I understand that."We will be taking our leave now." I said as I stood up. The unfinished dishes were sitting pretty at the counter table.I took out a Nar and slammed it at the counter.“Hiccup!” The tavern owner couldn't help but flinch and be surprised by the loud sound."Thank you for the wonderful steak," I smiled and said my thanks. Truly, it was such a good steak. For a shabby looking tavern, they have good food.Zen held the wine bottle firmly and put it closed to his body. It was natural as m
Chapter Fifty-Eight.After the short food tasting across the market place. We found ourselves to be a pigeonloft.Outside was covered with different birds in different cages."What are we doing here? You're going to buy a bird?" Zen could help but asked in confusion.I laughed and shook my head. "No. I am here delivering a letter to a..." I suddenly stopped speaking because I cannot find the right word."That's it?" Zen repeated.Wait Zen, let me think the right word first. Should I call Hilbert a friend? But do we have the same views of each other? He might not see me as a friend but a business partner. Well, both of us know we are on the same page. Profits and benefits are the reason why we are in contact. A partner in business.I smiled and said, "to a business partner and friend."Because I am a feelinger and assuming person, I will address him as a friend. And it's not like Zen knows who Hilbert is. I will not be ashamed of my assumption because Hilbert will know this.Zen nodde
Chapter Fifty-Nine.Zen cursed loudly and wiped his mouth and lips."Eww." I muttered in disgust as I gently wiped my face covered with red bloody wine."What kind of wine is that!?" Zen shouted and glared at me. I winced at what he said because I really didn't know.I know he tastes like water. I glared and Zen slightly lifted my hood to wipe my entire face."I do not know? That's why I told you to taste it!?” I uttered in a distasteful tone.Zen stared at me as if I had gone mad and he slowly shook his disbelief. "Taste it if you like," he said as he shivered, probably remembering the awful taste of the wine.He took out a handkerchief and spread his tongue out. He dabbed his handkerchief to his tongue as if he was cleaning it, trying to get rid of the lingering taste.I just rolled my eyes and looked closely at the cork. The cork is a bit bigger than I usually see and a bit softer compared to others. No wonder Zen pulled it off easily even without a cork opener.Zen looked at me an
"Who are you!? What are you doing here?" The man in his forties asked aggressively.He jumped a little because of the depth of his voice and grabbed Zen's arm because of the man's strange lookAre the shop owners here really like this? This is such an ad quality customer service! If I had to rate this store I would definitely give the owner a perfect negative star!Why are we being asked who we are, customers if it's not obvious."Are you there outside the door? You are blocking the way!” it shouted again. I almost couldn't help but roll my eyes.Why do they always say that we are in the way? It's not! Thankfully it was Zen who handled the talking. Maybe if it's me, I'll yell at the owner, 'why don't you let us in first! We're buyers here!' hmmp maybe I'll buy our whole shop..."We're here to buy a book, a cook book."The shop owner looked at us from head to toe before he sneered at us, and then he frowned and flicked his hand. Shooing us away as if we are some kind of animals."To th
Wednesday night, five minutes to eight. Me and Zen are currently taking the route in an alley behind Bravehearts Bar. We are currently finding the Kerl ingredient shop, and what we asked this afternoon said that we can easily find it when we pass behind Bravehearts.It was late when we got back to the time we agreed on with Rita and Vice Captain Illiad, we were late, that's why we got angry with Rita. We almost became abodos because of his anger. Even just recalling about it makes me shiver, Rita is so scary sometimes.We continued walking until we saw a fairly large shop, in front of it was a placard with a word 'Kerl' written in cursive. Not bad actually, it doesn't look creepy. You wouldn't think that this is where the black market gathering takes place.Zen took out two iron masks that could only cover half a face, a mask that Vice Captain Illiad brought for us. We immediately put it on and finished the first step of our disguise.Zen looked at me and asked, "are you nervous?"I i