At night time, before dinner."Yes, Yes, I will teach you how to fight," Megara said while pinching his cheeks as Neel grabbed her hands in his tiny ones and began to jump up and down. All of a sudden he came closer and rubbed his soft and chubby cheeks against hers.A chuckle escaped Megara's lips upon receiving his affection. Oh, how badly she wanted to see him. She bet he is a cute and handsome child. She caressed his features and her blurry sight was enough to tell her that he was a cute one.In fact, every child was cute in her eyes but this one got her heart.Now when she thinks about it...Luna must have grown a lot, and others as well. They must be well-trained now. In fact, they might not be training anymore. They must have become great martial artists, unlike their deceased master.She wondered who got her ring.Agnes must have made the right choice.While she was busy pondering it, the door of their room creaked open, bringing her out of her trance as she turned towards the
In a cold room where no window existed, not even a small hole. The walls were tightly packed with cement, making the temperature inside the room worse. Completely torn off from the outside world, tangled in chains that were highly coated with a forbidden spell. A lamp was hanging up in the corner, the yellow flames within it were enough to show a silhouette standing in the middle of the cold room. Chains tightly tangled around his wrists, the room was so cold and silent, even the blood drops falling from his wrists on the cold ground made a loud and clear sound.The person standing in between the room, tightly held down by chains with spells was no one other than a woman. Her silhouette was at least 167 cm long. Her white robe was drenched in blood, some blood stains were dry and some were newly formed. Her mouth was tightly shut by one of the spells, trailing her off from casting her own magic. As if this wasn't enough to stop her from escaping, both of her index fingers were broke
The ending of summer.The beginning of Autumn.Autumn leaves fall from the tree onto the wet slippery rock. Some of them rested on the surface of the lake beside the tree, flowing with the water, some rested on the slippery wet rocks under the shadow of the tree and some flew away with the flow of wind. The surroundings were colder and the wind danced around the long grass, trees, mountains, and people, making them shiver and stammer within their sentences.One after another autumn leaves fall from the tree after losing all their life. Until a slender and soft hand caught one of the dead leaves between her delicate fingers. She brought the leaf near her nose and sniffed it, it had an earthly scent. She smiled and let go of the leaf as soon as a gust of wind stroked her delicate figure. The leaf flew away with the wind and she watched it. Her long black hair swayed with the wind continuously. A gentle smile on her face as she looked around the lake with her gentle eyes. "Helice."Th
Her name was Megara Daybrace from the Scarlet Blossom Clan.As the saying goes around in this sect, 'She was ethereal but it was all in vain.' Beauty cannot fight fate.Some beautiful ones are fated with unsightly ones.Some are beautiful but unsightly within, some are unsightly but beautiful within, all fated.Thus for Megara beauty was nothing...it was all about fate.Which unfortunately was infrequently on her side."Pardon us, Master," Helice said and all four of them stood in line beside each other. Facing their master with a straight stance and warm characteristics. "Where were you this morning?" Megara asked Helice as she slowly walked up to them. Her hands were behind her back as she stood straight with a stern look on her face.She looked at Helice before looking at others indifferently. "I...overslept." Helice said and slightly gulped, barely keeping eye contact with Megara. This woman's eyes were like sharp weapons when she was dissatisfied. Helice lowered her eyes as she
At the entrance of the mountain."Have you guys packed all of your significant possessions?" Megara inquired once she reached the entrance of the sect. "Yes." All four of her students said in unison. She nodded and grabbed her horse reins, mounting her horse with her disciples. All of them were wearing clothes that common people usually wear since they did not want to uncover their originality. Megara's horse was in between them as she carefully eyed each of her disciples.Her eyes paused on Helice who was looking pale. Her lips were blue and her hands were tightly holding onto her horse reins. She seems to be pondering something very seriously."No need to be nervous, Helice." Helice snapped out of her thoughts once she heard Megara's voice. She looked up at her master in a trance, her eyes unfocused for a second. "I know but this mission truly depends on my portal magic. What if I ceased to function?" She asked, her tone slightly hoarse."It's alright. As long as I'm here...you do
It was Evandros Linya's room.She took a sharp breath in and slightly turned her head to look at the guard behind her. She decided to use her magic on him but by the time she turned to look at him, he wasn't standing alone. There was a maid beside him and both of them were looking at her.She was standing at a dead end.If these people didn't go straight and took the path next to her they will immediately find out about the knocked-out maid on foot. She swallowed but her throat was dry. She can feel her palm sweating.With no option, she slowly opened the door and walked inside. She kept her head low and swung her ponytail in front of her face, trying to hide her features as much as she can. She slowly raised her green orbs and was stunned beyond her wits by the obscene scene before her.She snapped her gaze down at the ground and slowly walked towards the table which was placed in front of the huge window. Even the curtains weren't down. The table was surrounded by pricey and fancy c
"Master? Are you alright?" Darcy bent down beside Megara who was seating on the sword. They had no option but to invoke their swords and get out of the clan as soon as possible. Once they were out of the clan then only did they breathe out.Megara who was sitting on Darcy's sword up in the air was somewhere in a trance, worrying her disciples riding the swords around her. Her left arm was pulsing in misery but she endured it like she always did. "Yeah, we must step down in the Yarin village and immediately depart for the sect," Megara said and looked around at her disciples. Her expressions were stern like steel and her eyes were cold as usual. The expressions on her disciple's face were somewhat looked distressed. They looked defeated. Yarin village was located between the Linya Clan and Liberation front sect. They left their horses in the inn they paid for and immediately sat off for the Linya Clan. Now they were heading back to the village.Megara lowered her gaze and looked dow
Nowhere.Such things as suddenly having a mark out of nowhere in your twenties were written nowhere. In no books, in no vision, nowhere. The books were scattered everywhere on the floor of Blossom's room but the answer she was looking for was nowhere.She stood up from the floor and started to pace around the room. She was anxious. She doesn't remember who she touched back then. It's impossible to suddenly have a mark. If you had a soulmate fate will naturally bond both of you within time.If she has a soulmate then she can't get with Evenor. She rubbed her temples in sheer confusion and frustration. She closed her eyes and tried to remember past occurrences. She didn't touch any man other than her disciples who were not eighteen yet....the only one she had slight skin-to-skin contact with was...Evandro's Linya.She licked her chapped lips and shook her head.Although every proof was pointing towards him she refused to believe it and kept shaking her head in denial. "Unthinkable...