The air in dungeon was getting heavier. The words of the woman with twin braids resonated around adding to the eerie atmosphere in the hallways. Nellie’s grip on Listarte tightened feeling the thumping of her heart go faster. Wasn’t this supposed to be a green zone, so why are they getting caught up in precarious situation? Nellie could definitely feel the perilous atmosphere being emitted around the woman who was standing in front of them. “Why are you all so silent? Make noises white mahò users! Let’s rejoice,” laughing evilly she grinned even more wide that she did earlier. What is this woman? “Tell us who you are,” Listarte bravely asked. She gripped Nellie’s hand hoping to give the latter a little comfort. Her other hand was clenched so tight to prevent herself from shaking.  Listarte clearly remembers this woman; on any case she was sure they were not safe at all. She can o

  “Who am I Monk Amon?” It seems like nothing could shock me anymore, everything was making my head hurt, looking at Johann I felt conflict in my heart for a reason I don’t even know. His perturbed face is making me think this is all something grave. Maybe the discovery of my hair was something I should be wary of. Is that why the monks are so adamant in hiding my hair?“It is as you have guessed Lista, you are a descent. A goddess descent to be exact,” she observingly stated.“How come? Does this have any connection to my parents? My lineage, and my forgotten childhood, can you tell me all of it now?” I asked mildly desperate to know something I have been wondering for so many years now. But oddly enough, my curiosity does not lie in my parents but to the secret behind my lineage. And why there was a need to hide the fact that I was a descent.Why does being a god descent became a huge dea

 “It’s about time you tell me right?” I pursued Johann.He looked at me and sighed in resignation. “You know about the Milieus, no? They are the wizlings who supported the Grand Arch Wizard in the last war. They are indeed beginning to move, the suspicious events all around the kingdom, the village attacks, and the abnormal movement of the monsters. All are connected to the Milieus Executives,” he explained.I know he was still reluctant, he was still filtering and just choosing some information to share, there was more to this.“That attack in the academe, was it a Milieus Executive? The woman who attacked us in the dungeon, she said she was the ender voice of the Seven Table. And she was the seventh among the executives, meaning there are more right? Those who are even more dangerously powerful than her,” I insinuated for the conversation to progress by revealing what I know.Johann tur

  Half a day almost passed and there was still no news of Lista’s whereabouts, Antonella immediately informed Monk Amon about the incident, Johann still haven’t receive the news because he still haven’t returned from the Crooked Forest investigation yet. And if he ever finds out there would be a heavier atmosphere that what is currently taking place “When was the last time you saw her?” Despite the calm tone of Monk Amon’s voice the worry was vivid in her eyes. Antonella bit her lips, suppressing the tears that are attempting to fall down, “Last night, when we went inside our dorm room, she was still there sleeping, Euna even checked if she has a fever.” She said, turning her gaze to Euna who sitting beside her.  Euna’s head was on her clenched hands. “Yes, I did. She was sleeping peacefully in her bed, I was sure of it.”  The girls were in forlorn, they cracked their mind in thinking but the end result was the same, they never

 Johann did not show any apparent reaction when the second Milieus Executive words reached him. The spirits on the other hand placed their guards off.The wicked laughter of the woman halted, her face was wondering why she did not get the reaction she was expecting Johann would have.“You seem to be under the impression that you could beat me, since you know my identity, there’s no reason to hide it anymore I guess,” Johann took off his glasses and a new energy surrounded him. It was far stronger, dangerous, and powerful. The kind of power you would see in a king, the type of power who can make you yield and kneel. But the woman cackled once again. Her eyes full of menace and malice.The ground suddenly shook a layer of tiled floor replaced the green grass, above Johann’s head a black halo formed, above it was a cross. Below his feet a black tile replaced the ground he was standing in. On both of his side were wh