“How dare you refuse to bow and greet the young lord when you see him!” shouted one of the old men. Gerald, however, didn’t respond to that. Instead, he simply continued staring at the young lord who was still sitting atop the palanquin. Throughout this entire time, the young lord had had his eyes closed, seemingly enjoying himself as he rested. “Hey, now! I asked you a question, didn’t I? How imprudent of you not to answer!” shouted the same old man as he took a step forward, ready to make a move. However, before he could even do anything, the old man’s eyes widened in astonishment as Gerald’s body disappeared into thin air! “…Hmm?!” grunted the old man as he was suddenly filled with immense fear. The next thing he knew, he felt a palm being placed on his shoulder extremely forcefully! The force was so overwhelming that he was unable to endure it for long. Seconds later, the old man fell to his knees, causing the ground under him to be crushed under Gerald’s immense force!
Gerald found himself furrowing his brows as he walked over the young lord whose limbs were now trembling vigorously. “…Do you not have any other tactics to show?” asked Gerald in slight disbelief. “P-please spare my life… I’m the young lord and the entire Holy Witchcraft is on my side…!” replied the young lord as he began crawling backward rather pitifully due to his legs going limp from fear. “…Is that really all you’ve got?” said Gerald, stupefied but also slightly amused by the turn of events. He was, of course, laughing at himself. After all, to think that he had actually fallen for the young lord’s taunts earlier! Gerald had to admit that he had initially thought that the young lord was truly a mysterious, powerful person. Why else could the young lord behave so recklessly? As it turned out, the young lord was actually just a young warrior who had just gained his inner strength! “You know, I’ve heard plenty about you, young lord… It seems that you’ve done a lot of wick
From how pained his voice had sounded as the young lord continued lying on the ground, it was almost as though he was thinking about some unspeakable grief. “…You… hate women?” inquired Gerald as he couldn’t help but stare coldly at the young lord. “You probably wouldn’t believe me even if I explained it to you… After all, from the moment I was born, I’ve always only been known as the high and mighty young lord of the Holy Witchcraft… While everyone tends to get jealous of me, I can safely say that throughout the years, I’ve never truly been happy… You know, I’ve hated that woman ever since I was young… Because of her, I ended up hating all other women! The woman in question… She was my mother!” explained the young lord. Upon hearing that, Gerald felt his eyelids twitch slightly. He had never heard of anyone claiming to resent their mother as strongly as the young lord had… After all, who on this planet wouldn’t love the one who had birthed them? However, Gerald could sense tha
“Throughout the years, I’ve hurt a total of seven women… Before I die, I wish to beg for their forgiveness… Only then will I be able to rest in peace… Perhaps I may still be able to meet Lola after doing so…” said Chester extremely sincerely. Hearing that, Gerald simply nodded slightly without saying another word, a clear sign of his approval. Gerald was fine with granting him his request since it truly seemed like Chester wished for repentance. The fact that Chester remembered where every single one of the seven women he had hurt lived made Gerald even more sure that Chester was serious about his request. Soon enough, Chester and Gerald made their way over to a farmer’s house. Once the door was opened, the pale-faced Chester kneeled before the family of three which consisted of the daughter he had hurt alongside her parents. “Y-young lord?! T-to what do we owe the pleasure…?” stuttered the father, as all three of them trembled in fear. “I have come to beg for your forgivenes
Hearing that, Jasmine turned to look at Gerald rather doubtfully. It was only a little while later when she realized that the one ruthless and arrogant young lord had now truly surrendered to Gerald. “I apologize for all the mistakes I’ve made! I truly am sorry!” said Chester as he repeatedly lowered his head till his forehead touched the ground. While she had initially wanted to kill him, after seeing how miserable he was, Jasmine simply replied, “…There’s no need to apologize any further to me… Instead, you should be apologizing to those who you’ve hurt. After all, while my family has made it through this daunting experience without mishap, that isn’t the case for the other families… Regardless, if it’s punishment you seek, then I’ll let Gerald make the final say! His words will be as good as mine!” After saying that, Jasmine then turned to look at Gerald. Women were sometimes like this. While Jasmine had first been uncertain whether she really had fallen for Gerald, when s
It was at that moment when Yume led a middle-aged man into the room where Gerald and the other two currently were. The moment Yume saw that Jasmine—who seemed to be as charming and attractive as Yume was—was standing quite close to Gerald, for some unknown reason, she couldn’t help but feel slightly uncomfortable. Due to that discomfort, however, her tone was slightly harsher as she coldly said, “Here’s the person you were looking for, Gerald! Mr. Yarrow here had brought along all the island’s relevant information on that year!” With that, she moved to stand on Gerald’s other side. Seeing that, Jasmine herself began carefully sizing up the beauty who was now standing as close to Gerald as she was. As sparks flew between the two women, the middle-aged man—who was holding onto the information in his hands—greeted, “Mr. Crawford!” “A pleasure to have you here, Mr. Yarrow. Please, have a seat.” Tim Yarrow was someone from the cultural affairs bureau in Montholm City. Accordi
‘They seemed to have come with a purpose in mind… The master seems to know who they are as well.’ ‘The master flew up and entered the flying house to discuss something with them… But none of us know what they’re talking about…’ ‘They’ve negotiated for quite some time… Some time while they were negotiating, the flying house submerged below the waves, bringing master along with it…’ ‘Night has come… We’re all tossing and turning, barely able to sleep… All we can do now is guard the fairy’s corpse…’ ‘It’s late at night now, and it’s my turn to stand guard… Including me, my group had nine people…’ ‘…I’m writing this after that terrifying event… The incident that changed my fate forever…’ ‘While we were standing guard, the fairy suddenly came alive! Standing in front of us, her expression was livid as she coldly asked us where we were taking her to…’ ‘Not daring to play any games, we truthfully told her all that we knew… Upon hearing our explanation, she was infuriated! I stil
Yume herself remained stunned on the spot for quite a while. It was late at night when Gerald could be seen meditating on his bed, listening to the ocean breeze as he thought about the new discoveries he had made tonight. According to what the survivor had said, a particularly powerful and wrathful woman had appeared that night, resulting in the death of the other eight people who had been standing guard over the coffin with him. Who was she? And what did she mean when she said that she had awoken in time? Whatever the case was, the woman seemed to be filled with immense resentment. Aside from the woman, the terrible wailing from within the flying house was also something that couldn’t easily be forgotten. Could all those who had been captured by the Sun League be in there? Were Mila and his uncle in there? The mention of all those wretched wails from within the house had definitely shocked Gerald earlier. As for the woman in white, she had probably surrendered to the mys