Zeno stared blankly in all directions. His gaze only focuses on one point where many things that he might think are traffic, but they are not. There was no one and Zeno was in fact lost in his daydreams.
"Where else should I look for Cia?"
After just saying that, suddenly a big smile was engraved on the corners of Zeno's lips. He suddenly took a deep breath and grinned.
"Oh, I know where Cia is."
Zeno left the place. Previously, he had time to adapt to the surrounding environment that looks so dim. Fortunately, Zeno was able to get up from there and move in a more precise direction. The man is ignorant of everything he thinks about, and other things that bring him down. He is indeed wise enough to take steps like this.
One by one, his footsteps began to split the streets. The atmosphere around looked deserted accompanied by strong winds which made Zeno take a step back to meet the figure he wanted to refer to.
"Ah, finally!" Zeno took a breath. He slightly wiped the sweat that had condensed on his forehead. "Noya! Where are you?" Zeno asked in a loud tone. He called the old man in question, then walked slowly accompanying the movement showing the corners to go to.
"Where is Noya? Is he trying to hide himself from me? Oh, no. I can't believe Noya suddenly became a loser." While still engrossed in talking to himself, suddenly Zeno's gaze had to stop moving. He sighed. "Oh, so you're still here?" said Zeno, who was answered with a broad smile by the figure of the other person.
"What business do you have here, Zeno?" Noya said. The man who is often known for doing multitasking, looks at Zeno with a crooked smile.
"Where's Cia?" Noah chuckled. "What's wrong with you? Why don't you look for Cia here? Since when did I hide Cia?" replied Noya, which made Zeno frown.
"Seriously! I want you to tell the truth. Please!" said Zeno in a repetitive way.
Even though he was talking seriously, Zeno realized who he was dealing with for now. There was no way he could forget about Noya, who clearly had the status of the most important Lycan nation. Therefore, Noya is also known as a prince. All of this is clearly very memorable, because, basically, Zeno still appreciates Noya's presence in front of him.
"I don't know where Cia is. Don't force me!" Before Zeno said and urged Noya, the figure of the Lycan nation had already made an appeal, causing Zeno to chuckle in annoyance in his heart.
"Ah, useless. I thought he knew," thought Zeno with frustrated thoughts.
With a heavy heart, finally Zeno turned around. He saw that the situation that accompanied his journey at this time did look so strange. It feels like Zeno thinks that Noya really knows where Cia is. Where and what she is doing, I also do not know. Stop forcing, I'm tired."
From there, a debate between them finally emerged. It's quite difficult for Zeno to make a choice and where to move. From the opposite side, Zeno didn't see that Cia had left any traces. This thought makes everything have to be quiet and end there. One by one, the things he chooses become Zeno's chance to get away from there.
"Cia isn't on earth."
When he saw Zeno turn around for the second time, Noya couldn't bear it. He said something like that that made Zeno stare intensely at him.
"Are you serious?" he asked. Noah nodded. "That's all I know. For the rest, don't ask again."
Zeno can't force it anymore. Maybe with only a few clues, Zeno can investigate on his own. However, Zeno's thoughts again and again had to get enlightened when Noya spontaneously revealed something.
"Go to their headquarters. You know who they are, right? Don't ask too many questions, this is the last clue for you."
From the direction that still faced Noya, Zeno closed his eyes. He felt that this was a big clue that could direct his steps to his destination. He was very satisfied, because soon he would be able to meet the figure he was looking for, Cia.
"Thank you. I'll go there, now!" Zeno walked quickly. His steps already looked rushed and it was possible that Zeno had moved too much along the way. He persisted, he was sure he would make it to the intended place.
***
Some time, he made the process of traveling to the location, this time Zeno arrived at the place. He was already standing in front of a headquarters belonging to someone, who was none other than the witcher, the owner. This place looked even darker and far more accursed than any place Zeno had ever been to.
In fact, he himself felt that this was the worst thing and an opportunity to enter the occult headquarters. "Do I have to play pretty? But, Witcher can't be messed with. They will be intense towards anyone's arrival at their headquarters," Zeno said to himself.
He shook his head and felt confused. Just released from his frustration, now Zeno has to deal with difficult things like that?
Zeno doesn't think much or mingle with his thoughts. He immediately stepped up quickly, leaving his previous position and continued to enter the area where a lot of events and things were ahead.
"This might be the right move."
Zeno also ransacked the witcher's headquarters and felt indifferent to the response from the owner of this place, for what he witcher. According to Zeno, who told them to dare to hide Cia?
"Cia, where are you? I'll pick you up here." Zeno's first shout sent all corners of the scene. He doesn't know where to get go anymore, because the hidden places on this base have been thoroughly explored.
"Nothing. Where's Cia?" said Zeno with a long exhale.
He had repeatedly searched, but his wife was still not found.
The room he was stepping into suddenly vibrated. There is a smell and uniqueness that Zeno can breathe. He thought this was a sign of the arrival of the witcher nation nearby.
His eyes stared intently in all directions, his ears were ringing when something shot fast towards him. Zeno managed to dodge. It was a knife without a handle and it slammed into the rocky ground. Zeno's nose reeked of something, not that of a witch, it was like an Orka that had rotted and hadn't washed in days.
Currently, Zeno was on the other side of the Northern Forest. Precisely in Mauve—Cave of immortality.
Viona no longer refuses to let Alan do romantic things anymore. He would have preferred it if Vasilio had done it himself. However, what could he do now without Alan? Vasilio is dead and he is also carrying Alan's baby now. The crush between the tongues deepened and brought Viona to fall into Alan's arms. One of Alan's hands went into Viona's clothes and grabbed the woman's breast buds which were getting bigger because they were filled with milk. Viona's bloated stomach made Alan even more infatuated because her passion had been intoxicating ever since she was declared pregnant. Ah, Alan is speechless and has forgotten about Cia now. “Ah… Alan… continue….” Viona couldn't say anything more. According to Alan, his sex drive increased and he didn't care about the cold temperature that was increasingly taking over both of them at this moment. Alan embraced the woman's body even more and now infiltrated the warm clothes that Viona was wearing, sucking on the twin hills of the woman. Th
Super blood moons still adorn the Earth, especially the city of Latveria which is indeed the main place. Even so, things are still running as usual as they should. People had been going to the office since day three because all the mess had been tidied up so there was not a drop of blood on it. Mayor Adam smiled a little behind his straight face, finally... *** "I don't know!" Cia screamed, replying to Zeno's words who asked where the socks that man put on the bed earlier were. How did Cia know, she had been in the kitchen making breakfast for the children and taking care of the kitchen? "So if you put it down, don't just throw it!" he added. Zeno ran down the stairs and straight to the kitchen in a hurry. This made Cia even more annoyed and she immediately hit her husband's arm with a rice spoon. Zeno who was treated like that in front of his children seemed to want to melt into the mud. It looks very low if he is controlled by Arlcia. "Honey, my clothes," Zeno said in a weak voi
Ares, with incredible anger, because he was bewitched by a Witcher, began to emit a terrible wave of energy that made several immortal beings around him bounce—fall on the ground. He spread his hands, at that time the wind was blowing so hard that it became a hurricane. The god of war tried to cheat nature with his powers. He's a god whose status is higher than a Witcher, he should be able to eliminate that sneaky creature easily. He felt so humiliated by what Vasilio had done, bewitching him. What's more, Vasilio not only enchanted his body with immense pressure but also his mind with confusing illusions and locked him in a two-dimensional space, forcing his body to adjust to space so that it felt like he was about to crumble into a grain of dust. Ares threw dozens of spears at once toward Vasilio, you could see so many drops of poison falling from the sharp and pointy spearheads. If only Vasilio didn't quickly teleport to another corner, he would have died from those dozens of spea
Vasilio clenched his fists which glowed with magic with a thicker thickness of color, depicting the more intense energy the red-haired man had mustered. He ran wildly to the right, his eyes flashed with concern for the organ behind his left chest whose beat was out of control. He brought his fist forward and opened it. "Cia!!" He screamed hysterically while casting protective magic. Not far in front of him was the woman he had fallen into an obsession with, being chased by the god of war's blood-drenched spear. Arlcia was no longer able to fend off the barrage of attacks that continued to rain down on her body, and finally, a spear had the chance to head toward her without a fight. Street! Vasilio's magic didn't fail, but it was a matter of time that never stopped that failed. The spear shot out at the speed of light, scraping Arlcia's arm until her pure blood dyed her clothes, the silver-haired woman screamed. "Damn, god!!" Vasilio cursed, let out a wave of magic, and aimed it a
Enough was enough and Cia regretted Vasilio's cunning attitude and took advantage of her. Sure she liked and loved him, but not this way. Cia read a sentence in her heart and immediately the magic that supported her was released. With a quick movement, he slammed Vasilio who was by his side onto the ground. The red-haired man was shocked, especially when Cia brandished a sword right in front of his chin. He increasingly did not recognize Cia who stared at him coldly. "You crossed the line, Vasilio." Of course, Cia wouldn't kill Vasilio, how could she kill him? Cia will not be able to. Then, Cia drew her sword again, her eyes roaming to find Zeno who was losing control. The woman ran when she saw Zeno and Romero looking at each other with their respective forms of transformation. Eros, who saw Cia running, immediately approached the woman and protected Cia from getting hurt. "Your Highness, Zeno is losing control!" "Vasilio used a spell on me," Cia replied. Eros was not surprised
Zeno's worries grew when the sky thundered quite loudly that morning. The darkness of the clouds was greeted by the morning sun which suddenly dimmed, causing many people to come out of their houses to take a look. Is this a natural phenomenon or is there an eclipse that the government doesn't detect? The man said nothing, he had to keep his wife who still felt comfortable closing her eyes. The doctor only said that Arlcia was probably very depressed by what she saw. Then, there was a burning feeling on Zeno's hand. He immediately removed his hand from Cia's hand and the burning sensation disappeared. However, when he held his wife's hand again, the heat returned even hotter than before. Zeno wakes up Cia, that woman can't be sick at a time like this because she seems to be in a bad mood. He rubbed Cia's face and then covered his wife's nostrils. The woman had to get up, no matter if she had to get angry or scolding. Arlcia herself felt her breath being blocked by something and she