Chapter 66

Boras Perspective

Far away on the roof of a building that gave Boras a view of a certain room of a certain hospital, he looked through a pair of binoculars.

He watches a certain person expressing distress, which he finds pleasure in seeing because he is seeing Clare, a person he knew as someone who was hard to get a reaction from, like her lady, now showing cracks in her demeanor.

Boras watches as Clare impatiently walks past the window, showing her irritation and impatience for him to see.

“Captain.”

A subordinate next to him who also had a binocular, told Boras what he spotted.

It was Wendy and Chelsie running back to the hospital.

Boras smiled upon seeing them but was a bit disappointed that he didn’t see Rita with them.

He had wondered if they split up to make him think they did not find Rita, like there was a plan or something else.

Boras thought these things because the 5 knights he had sent to chase Lady Rita were just enough people for Rita to defeat, leaving no room for her to hold back.

In short, it left no other choice but for Rita to kill them. Boras wanted to see Rita's expression when she had to kill someone.

Will she be in anguish for taking another person’s life or not? Those are the types of questions going on inside his mind, after all only one of the 5 knights, the one that Rita injured in the leg, came back and told him he couldn’t find any of his team members.

Boras presumed Rita had killed them because by now, they would have come back even if they were knocked out, so it means that they were dead.

Smiling even more at that thought, another of his subordinates asks him something that makes the air around them turn frigid.

“Captain, when are we informing Lord Lucius about Lady Rita’s whereabouts?”

The subordinate who spotted Chelsie and Wendy turned pale at his coworker’s question. The one who asked was relatively new to their organization and did not know the full extent of Boras’s tendencies, so the air around them filled with a murderous aura, Boras told the subordinate that asked, with a bone-chilling and ice-cold tone.

“Why should I? Are you going to spoil my fun?”

Boras placed his hand on his sword, and his hair started glowing, about to kill him on the spot for even suggesting that question.

Trying to stop him, the subordinate who spotted Chelsie and Wendy spoke up.

“Captain, I must beg you not to kill him; we’re already low on manpower right now; please excuse his inexperience.”

Boras turns to look at him, no longer with a bloodthirsty aura around him.

Seeing that Boras had calmed down, he was relieved that Boras did not kill the new guy; however, as he blinked, he heard the sound of blood splattering on the ground, and Boras’s sword was drawn with blood on it.

The sound of a body fell lifeless on the ground, which he saw was the new subordinate who asked Boras the question that angered him, with his throat slit open.

He was about to scream, but Boras's hair glowed to cast a spell.

As he was about to scream, the air around him vanished, and he realized he couldn’t breathe.

He tries begging for forgiveness from Boras to spare his life as he clutches his throat, but he sees Boras have a slight smile, like he is getting a faint sense of amusement from seeing him struggle to beg for mercy.

Eventually, his face turned purple, and he fell to the ground. Boras watched him turn unconscious from the lack of air around him, but Boras didn’t stop, and in the end, he died of suffocation.

Upon smelling blood from the roof, two people rush up the stairs. The door was slammed open, and they saw the bloody sight.

Turning to them, Boras had a smile.

“Oh, what good timing. It looks like we have some bodies to use. Cut them up and freeze their bodies. Make sure they look like they were killed by monsters, okay?”

The two of them took a step back as Boras spoke to them and meekly nodded, which made Boras smile a bit. They guess what happened, which was one or both of them was a threat to his fun, so he killed them.

Boras began walking down the stairs as he told them that, which he then said.

“I’m going to play with that Yulis fellow in the basement. I’m thinking of tearing his fingers apart, so have the bodies be ready by then. Also, set up some watchpoints, and if anyone sees Lady Rita, tell me.”

The Lucendi Estate

Eric was walking the hallway of his family manor; he saw many unfamiliar faces as he was walking.

They were the new servants his father and mother had hired. They did not bow nor stop what they were doing, showing their lack of training as proper servants.

Many of the servants in their employment had left and found work elsewhere, and very few of the old servants who worked for them were left.

Eric thought to himself self-deprecatingly because none of them showed the same level of respect as the old servant.

At first, he felt anger about it, but when he had to return to the royal academy, he thought it wasn’t so bad.

When he returned to the Royal Academy from spring break, life was normal. However, a month into his classes, rumors started to circulate that his sister, Rita, did not have any magical powers.

The rumors started to grow and grow, and many of the people he thought to be his close friends started distancing themselves from him. It only compounded when there was no announcement of her sister’s magical powers after several weeks, and when she hadn’t made any appearances in high society after her appraisal ceremony, it only confirmed the rumors.

This caused a few people who still remained close to him to just leave him, acting like they were strangers whenever he tried to talk to them.

Life in high society was harsh, especially when one showed weakness, which made it more apparent when he was an easy target due to his sister.

He was the target of being bullied, all the more apparent when some of his former friends were his bullies.

The sense of betrayal causes Eric to go through a really dark period of his life.

He felt resentment at his sister for being born without magic, hatred at the people he thought were friends, loneliness from people isolating him, hopelessness as he saw no hope out of it, and many more of these deep, dark emotions he felt.

He felt that way for weeks on end, thinking everyone in the royal academy was his enemy.

However, one day, as he was on the rooftop of one of the buildings, where he typically stayed to eat lunch because he didn’t want to experience the stares of people openly ridiculing him any more than he had to, a girl approached him with a smile.

When he first laid eyes on the girl who approached him on the rooftop, he immediately grew suspicious, wondering if someone put her up to it because he remembered the girl to be an illegitimate daughter of a baron.

Eric remembers looking at the girl, who had blonde, pinkish hair and a face that gave an impression of innocence.

Eric then remembered what she said, if she could join him, which made him smile as he walked because that was the start of the first real friendship and genuine he ever had.

He continues smiling till he reaches the door to a certain room. Stopping in front, Eric prepared himself and knocked.

Hearing the voice of his father telling him to come in, he opened the door and walked in.

“Father.”

Eric greets his father, who looks more haggard than the last time he saw him.

“Eric, what is it that you need of me?”

With deep determination in his voice and the courage that he had been building up for this moment, he asked.

“I desire to join in the effort of finding my sister, Rita. I know you have been tirelessly looking for her. Please allow me to join in the search for her. I know she will be unwilling to come back, but I’m sure I can convince her.”

Lucious looks at his son's determination and asks with a scowl.

“How do you know your sister is missing?”

With some resolved.

“I heard it through the new servant we have hired, who seems to be gossiping about it.”

Lucius shows his anger and fury at the slightest of moments upon hearing that the servants in this manor are spreading that information, which makes him grit his teeth and wonder if he should punish them, but he then puts on a tired expression like it was troubling news.

“I see, thank you for informing me about this.”

Eric looked happy at hearing his father praise him, and he then asked.

“I’m sure you want Rita to come back, but how are you going to do that?”

“I will find some way, after all, Father, you are a forgiving person, and I’m sure I will convince her. She likely has her own reason for running away.”

Hearing Eric’s response, Lucious felt disappointed by his son’s naive answer because he knew Rita would never come back on her own, especially because she was a smart child who understood what kind of a person he was.

Acting like he was thinking about it for a short while, he made it look like he made up his mind.

“Fine then, I will allow you to join the search effort but on two conditions.”

Upon hearing his father’s acceptance of his request, Eric asks with happiness in his voice.

“Thank you, Father, and what are these two conditions?”

“You must keep this a secret from everyone, and you must inform me if you find her, then wait for me to send someone to get her, okay?”

Lucious held up two fingers for his conditions, and Eric happily accepted.