“So you’re saying that the creature earlier was an infected human?”
Hazkiel still didn’t believe in all the explanations Servant made, so he went back to confirming the facts that Servant just explained.
Servant said that the two of them came from a faraway place, which even ships couldn’t reach. That this woman named Lanaya is a princess whose job is to protect the human habitation from the threat of foreign nations.
And that right now, there are foreign nations who come to this country and spread disease.
A faraway place that anything couldn’t reach was unreasonable. Hazkiel, with his solid logic, couldn’t just accept Servant’s story that sounded like a fairy tale.
“I know this is hard for you to believe it,” Lanaya said, as if she could read Hazkiel’s mind. “And I don’t want to try too hard to convince you. I’m just going to say this; if you want to help me, then
When Hazkiel opened his eyes, he was already in his room.Hazkiel looked around in confusion. What happened? How did he get here? Is he dead?“Servant said Lanaya has given you The Endowment, so you can be safe.” Purity’s voice made Hazkiel turn around. He found his sister sitting in a chair beside the bed.“Endowment?” Hazkiel blinked. He needed time to remember and digest what had happened to him.“Yes. Servant said a Draconian bite would infect you, but since you’re still alive, the infection would only make your body rot and die. So Lanaya did something to heal you.”Silence for a moment. Hazkiel knew Purity had more to say to him, so he waited.“But what Lanaya does has its risks,” Purity muttered. Hazkiel couldn’t read her expression, but she said it like a bad thing.“What’s that?” asked Hazkiel, because Purity didn’t speak.Purity
“You... are still alive.” Hazkiel muttered, and those words weren’t meant for Purity, but rather to reassure himself. Purity smiled, just a thin, curt arch.“I guess you weren’t too surprised. You knew, don’t you?”“You’re the only person in the country who understands Draconian anatomy.”“You know it’s my handiwork?” Purity smirked, that expression on her face like a child asking to be praised for doing good, only with a crazy look in her eyes.“It’s been hundreds of years, and you’re still doing this, Purity?”“A thousand years can’t stop me from doing it!!”“She’s... your sister?” Jonah looked at Hazkiel, confused and half in disbelief. Hazkiel nodded. He was still looking at his younger sister, who had been the closest person in his life. After a long time, they could meet again. But just like when the
Gemma had already sped away after the Draconians that were flying around. Meanwhile, Nero, Jo, and Servant are busy with the battle on land that is no less fierce.Nero deftly reloaded Alfhild’s bullets. He took cover in the bed that had been dropped sideways, then fired again. None of his shots missed. Of course, that’s what a great Archturian soldier should have done, but Nero sensed that this Draconian was harder to kill.These Draconians fought as well as the Archturians. Usually they move like they have no control over their bodies, but now they can do it like a human.It took Nero four shots at the Draconian crucial point to kill it. It caused his ammo supply to run out faster, and he had to fight at close range with his Einar.Nero joined Jo and Servant in the clanging of guns against the sharp fingers of the Draconians.Nero parried and kicked, stabbed Einar, spun and dodged. He pinned and slammed the Draconian body, then stabbe
It is undeniable that Girga Lyon is really a tough opponent to beat. Even with the three skilled fighters who had been doing their best to knock out this Draconian, Girga Lyon had not fallen. Nero kept racking his brains, strategizing, looking for weaknesses that could be fatal to his opponent. All standard attacks don’t work for this Draconian. His hand couldn’t be cut. There wasn’t a hole in his head that could be used as a place to stab Einar. And Nero didn’t know what was behind Girga Lyon’s chest, which made him unable to stab anything into his heart. “Why is it so hard for an a-hole to die?” Jo grumbled after he tried to twist Girga Lyon’s neck, but failed because Girga Lyon simply flicked Jo’s body away like he was chasing a fly. “He’s a jerk?” Nero asked, as he analyzed the Draconian before him. Now Servant is busy trying to get their enemy’s attention. Jo looked at Nero, annoyed. “You think??” Nero studied the Draconian’s ugly face. W
Hazkiel and Purity are poor fighters. But with Purity’s current form, she had a distinct advantage. She’s bigger, faster, and more deadly.Even with the wounds all over her body now covered in mud and black Draconian blood, Purity could turn things around with ease. She pushed Hazkiel back until he dropped the weapon from his hand.“If only you would cooperate with me. We didn’t have to end up like this.”Purity towered over Hazkiel, who fell to his knees. A large tree behind him became a barrier for Hazkiel to escape.“Are you sorry?” Hazkiel didn’t ask that because he really wanted to know the answer. It was just a question meant to make Purity feel despicable.Purity did not immediately answer the question. There was bitterness in her red eyes. The rain poured down her face, made Hazkiel think Purity was in tears.“It’s too late to regret it.” And Purity’s hands were
Instead of wasting time looking for the main door, Nero, Jo, and Servant made their way out the way they came in, from the dungeon, and take a detour.Their feet can’t help but run. They don’t want to be left behind to take part in whatever is happening right now.Servant’s steps suddenly stopped, and the two people who were with him stopped as well.“What is it?” asked Nero, and Jo answered the question with a question.“Didn’t you hear it?”“What?”Nero listened carefully. But there was nothing so strange about his hearing that it had to make him stop. He put on an incomprehensible face and Jo impatiently gave an explanation.“That sound, like a very large glass cracked and splattered.”Nero shook his head. He didn’t hear such a sound.“The shield has been shattered.” It was now Servant who spoke, and just as he finished speaking,
Gemma looked up at the sky, which was now filled with black shards. Everything sounded like a buzzing in her ears, and she didn’t close her eyes as the ashes from the shattered bodies of the Draconians hit her face. After that, she knew Jo came to her and hugged her, protecting her body from the black rain.The four of them walked to the front of the building and found the injured Archturians mingling with firefighters and paramedics. The lights from the ambulance sirens and the fire engines flickered alternately, briefly reminding Gemma of the lights in a nightclub. Jo’s arms were still around her shoulders, as if afraid that Gemma would fall if Jo let her go.Out of all the chaos, Gemma found people she knew gathered in a corner at the edge of the forest. Uncle Jonah and Sarah, and two paramedics, who were packing their equipment. One paramedic turned to call his other friend, while another paramedic spoke to Uncle Jonah with a sad expression on his face. They were swarming somethin
Slam!The door slammed shut in front of Gemma and Lysis. They looked at each other, exhaled a long breath that was a form of patience. At least, today’s rejection is not as much as yesterday’s.Lysis was holding a stack of leaflets in one hand, while the other was holding a plastic bag containing the ingredients for their dinner.“Shall we try a few more houses?” asked Lysis reluctantly. His face brightened as Gemma shook her head. Gemma stared intently at the leaflet she was holding until it was crumpled.PREPARE YOUR CHILDREN’S FUTURE, BECOME A TRUE ARCHTURIANThe title of the leaflet she made by racking her brains. But the rejection that she and Lysis experienced wasn’t solely because of a bad title. It was more for the parents in Fiend who never really thought much about their children.“Even though we’re having a free promo…,” Gemma whispered, her voice sounding hollow.They walked along the broken pavement in the neighborhood a few blocks from Gemma’s house.Lysis glanced at Gem