High in Pursuit : Another Story のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Jae Woon manages to cry himself to his sleep. He curls his shivering body on the cold and filthy floor as this room didn't have any necessary furniture. Forget about a spacious and comfy bed in his old world, this body didn't even have a single blanket to cover himself and he always sleeps in this pitiful condition since he is a small kid. No one ever reaches their hands towards him, nor anyone feeling anything when looking at his miserable state. They will laugh, ridicule, and torture him in any fashion that suited their taste at any given time they get. For them, he is their special punching bag, and his life is only worth that much. He is what you called dead baggage in these places. Thud! Jae Woon is once again jolting up from his sleeping state. He almost bumped his head to the broken drawer beside his body as he scrambles of from the floor and sits in a squatting position while eyeing his surroundings suspiciously. What the fuck

The people in this world is adoring the existence of the goddess Athena, the goddess of war. They believe that magic is bestowed by Her Grace as a gift for her followers to survive the harsh wars in the past. Athena’s statue is built in the middle of the busy plaza of the most famous and secure town in the whole continent, Snowflake Town.     This town is where the king and his royal lineage reside. The castle is situated on top of a mountain, 13 km away from the main entrance of Snowflake Town and surrounded by a long stream of a beautiful river. Trees and flowers were planted on the riverside, and people love to spend their blissful time beneath those trees together with their beloved ones. Whether during the day or night, these places are overcrowding with people and hawkers stalls. &nb

Seiran is walking beside Danial. She gets her long-forgotten wish to walk alone with him without any interruption of her nosy brothers, but, she is too nervous to comfortably talk with him. After the incident that happened in the past, she tried to find Danial and she even requests her father to visit Danial in the palace. But, her request is denied.   She vividly remembers the conversation she had that day with her family, about the shocking secret of Duke Knight Mansion and her identity.   "You cannot meet him, not until you are strong enough to protect him, Ran." Her mother, Lady Liliane, a woman with black, and long wavy hair, with a pair of beautiful ocean-like orbs, is gently caressing her tears-stricken cheeks. "You are his protector, his support, and his soulmate. If you showed your true self in front of other people, your enemy might know the first prince's real identity. We need to protect him in silence, not endanger him."

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. The antique hanging watch on the wall is reverberating when the time hits ten o'clock in the morning. The ticking sound of the clock is not deafening enough, however, it's disrupted the tranquility state of the living room.   Lady Liliane fiddled with her fingers. She had no qualms in continuing her silly lie to the prince. They have been sitting in the living room in silence for almost fifteen minutes. She is subconsciously holding her breath and greedily exhaled a relief sigh once she heard the sound interruption from the clock.   Nevertheless, the longer the time is dragging by, the more nervous and fidgety she felt about the situation on her hands. She apprehensively glances at the handsome male in front of her.   "What will you do aft

Liliane finally calmed down. She released a relieved breath. Her shoulders shagged down a lot and she suddenly felt exhausted with all this secret she is keeping. Her daughter, Seiran keeps asking about her condition, which she assured her multiple times already, that she is okay and nothing is wrong with her. Liliane curled her lips into a smile.   As soon as Seiran confirmed her mother's well-being, she turned her body around and face Danial. Danial flinched as he saw the fury in her almond-like eyes. Her eyes are burning with fire. Both of her hands are on her waist, while she is throwing an accusatory look toward the prince. The prince, however, just lifted his hands in mock surrender and give her his best puppy eyes and innocent look. Seiran's tense shoulders visibly relaxed. Her eyes soften at the pitiful expr