At that mont, a sweat began to form over Israthel's brow.
Roswil was equally as worried, as he mused, 'He caught us talking about it... this is not good.'
At that mont his eyes darted to the side, looking at the cara orb, 'If he makes us talk about this, we will be caught by the cara's listening system.'
He looked back at Lyrian with hatred behind his eyes, 'Damn it... how has this fucker caused so many mishaps to happen!? Not only did he dismantle my squad and nearly end my life by throwing off a cliff, but now, he is even making speak about that sect!'
"Speak up! What were you saying?" Lyrian exclaid loudly.
"If you don't say anything, then I will be forced to learn about it from the administrators. Of course, that ans that I will have to explain your connection with what you are talking about, and how you used their n to try and assassinate . Do you want this to happen?"
At that mont Roswil jumped forward and raised his hand.
"Stop!" He yelled, but while whispering at the sa ti.
Looking over at the cara, and then back at Lyrian, he said, "Just stop talking about all of that right now..."
'Damn it all! He wasn't supposed to be alive to reveal my secrets to the world right now, but he managed to slaughter all of my n. I thought he wouldn't figure out it was , and I could take him out before he realized... but the bastard sohow caught on.'
Roswil looked up to the sky, 'Where was he listening? Close by?'
He saw multiple windows open in the air, but they were clearly too high up to be where Lyrian ca from.
'From the lunch rooms? No... that's insane. Sure, he may have been able to do it, but the chances are unlikely.'
He looked around, 'Just where did he co from!? Is he even human?'
No matter where he looked, nothing seed plausible. It really did seem like he appeared out of thin air.
'Gah! What do I do!?'
"Alright... if you don't want to talk, then I'm going to go report that you were the ones who tried to assassinate using the Black Petal Sect."
As soon as he said this, kids who were walking by on the sidewalk turned their heads in shock.
"Did I just hear correctly?"
"What are they talking about over there?"
"Is that Theageld? The MVP?"
"I don't know, but I won't ruin my school life by associating myself with it... I'm outta here!"
At that mont, Israthel finally spoke, "Stop..." He said with a shadowed expression.
"Just tell him already," Israthel said in a defeated tone.
"What!? How could you say that!? Don't you know the implicat--"
Roswil was cut off, "Just think about it. Even if you don't tell him, he knows. He even has proof now. Hell, even if he didn't, there would be enough investigations on you by the damn kingdoms to reveal your secret, and possibly even many more. The safest option is to just tell him."
Roswil was left speechless for a mont.
"Huh? More secrets you say?" Lyrian said in a teasing but curious manner out of nowhere.
'Damn it! I have to tell him about this stupid sect before he forces to give him more information on my other shady businesses. Argh!'
"Fine! I'll tell you. Just co over here to the side."
Roswil began walking around the corner of a large square bush. However, Lyrian simply stood there, looking at Roswil with a smile on his face and slightly squinted eyes.
Rowil quickly stomped back to where he was.
"You don't make the commands around here. Now, tell ." Lyrian stated.
Roswil looked around a few more tis before reluctantly beginning to speak. Quietly, he exclaid, "That sect--"
"What sect?"
"You!"
*Sigh*
"The B-Black Petal Sect... is an evil sect that has existed for thousands of years. They are big... known throughout the Mortal Plains."
After this, Roswil looked at Lyrian with an awkward expression for a few seconds.
"What? Is that all?" Lyrian retorted, "I wanted to know how they evolved, and why they would work with soone like you. Give more information."
"Screw you, you bastard! I already told you about them!" Roswil exclaid angrily.
Lyrian looked to the side as if he spotted sothing, "Hey... I think I see a teacher over there!"
He took a step toward the sidewalk, where the teacher was walking.
"STOP!" Roswil exclaid abruptly, flustered.
After an angry sigh of exasperation, he continued.
"They ca into power massively a few hundred years after the Ear War. That's when they did the mass extermination of people across the continent. No one knows why and barely anyone has an idea as to how. After that, they slowly lost power, and are now known as a forgotten and almost erased sect. However, their traces are left throughout the continent here and there."
At that mont he seed to rember sothing, "In fact, they have been reported to be more active in the Veridrake Kingdom very recently. In reality, those n who worked for are only slaves of a lower branch that I t a long ti ago and employed temporarily. They have no other connection to the Black Petal Sect."
Roswil finished off with a strict deanor. "Hmm. The Black Petal Sect huh? Sounds interesting."
Another awkward mont of silence llowed between the three.
Israthel looked toward Roswil, as they both slowly turned around and began walking away.
"Woah, woah! Wait a second. Surely... you didn't think I'd just let you go after this, right?" Lyrian retorted, shouting toward the two.
They reluctantly turned around, as Roswil took out his blade. "What do you want to do then? Take us both on? If you think you can, then try it..."
Lyrian looked at the cara orb floating in the air, which was now closer than before.
"Not here. Follow ."
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