However, last night, sothing unbelievable happened. In a Dream, young master Eunid had seen his old grand mother appear to him.
And told him that she was the Goddess Diligence, and that the answer to the problems he faced was in this place, at the border of the Parting veil.
At first, Even Eunid was suspicious about such a dream. After all, it was possible that one of the other families had found away to get to his mind. But then again, the Magic users had casted a spell of protection on him so strong that they claid even Dream walkers could not penetrate.
For this reason, he was absolutely sure that it had not been soone dream walking into his head.
However, just to be sure, he had sent his most trusted and loyal butler, Old Fang to check if such a place existed.
To his surprise, it did.
Eunid was aware that the Holy Church had trouble with the Zodiac families. In fact, they were parts of the world were they were at war with one another. But never would he have thought that in secret, they were also making deals with them.
The most surprising part was the fact that this facility was ran by a mber of the Virtues families.
Underground black market deals with the Zodiac families.
Eunid had been introduced to life of Aristocrats at a very early age, coupled with his forced maturity at handling the family’s affarirs, he had co to realize that the seat of power was shrewd one.
Any and everyone would do anything for a bit more power. Whether it was knowledge, resources, money or more grace and blessing from the goddess.
It was all a part of climbing the ladder.
For this reason, his surprise quickly disappeared. Instead, he looked around with the eyes of one observing and taking notes so that he could learn.
Although this place was in na illegal, there was no way the Seer did not know that it existed.
It was just that it was best to turn blind eyes to certain things, as long as it was for the overall good. aning that even if he reported this location, it would serve no one any good, neither his family nor the Temperance family.
In fact, he also had a few illegal business here and there, but truly, this was on another level.
This was slave trade at a near global scale.
As he walked around, he could not help but nod his head from ti to ti.
"Young Master, I beseech you. This place is not safe at all. If anything were to happen here, Your father would have my family eat from my head."
Eunid sighed, "You are overreacting Old Fang. Nothing is going to happen to you. Besides, That is why I am wearing my family crest!"
Old Fang felt like smacking his head. It was because the young master was boldly wearing the Family crest that he was worried.
After all, since the mont they ca to this place, all eyes had been on them.
"Young Master, what are you looking for. If its slaves, we have a lot of them back ho. You do not need these flit from this place. "
"I am not looking for a slave old fang. I am looking for..." he paused as he looked around. "A sign!"
"A sign!?"
"Yes! The goddess said that when I see it, I will know." Eunid responded as he clasped his hands behind his back and continued walking forward.
Old Fang could have sworn that he could feel the Guillotine chop off his neck at this point, However, regardless of whatever curve his young master made, he followed along.
Old Fang was aware that eyes were on them. Especially from that woman that was high on a particular building with a long scar on her face.
Old fang had exchanged eye contact with her only once, as if to declare a warning for her not to try anything funny.
She had looked back at him, and grunted a bit before looking away. A man in similar white robes at her side spoke up. "Should we take care of it, madam?"
The woman frowned a bit, "don’t be stupid, just because they are a dying house does not an that they are weak." She turned her eyes away.
anwhile, Old fang chased after his young Master. "Young master! I am starting to think that maybe what you saw was as a result of the Porridge you ate for dinner last night. Do you perhaps feel sick or have a tummy..."
*DING!*
*DING!!*
*DING!!!*
Three loud rings were heard and everyone, both slaves and masters in charge, turned in the direction it had co from.
Everyone was left speechless at what they saw. After all, nothing like this had ever happened before.
Far ahead, over the huge building spitting out the most smoke to the sky, a huge Golden rune the shape of a giant clock had appeared. It chid as its huge hands unwind ti.
Old fang stared at this, "Impossible..." He muttered, "The Rune of a Pegan god!?"
anwhile, Eunid looked at this, his eyes brightening up. After all, he had been told that he would see a sign.
"The Sign!" he muttered to himself.
.......
anwhile, Only monts ago, Nora had entered into what others here, referred to as the Cooker, a place she realized was ant to turn the defects into more useful materials.
After seeing the big man butchered, she soon realized why she was separated.
She was just the right size to enter the Furnace.
Nora struggled hard, even trying to activate a bit of her spiritual energy, but it was no use. This Place had a way of damping her powers. besides, she was still injured from the Fact that her talent had been stolen.
The huge Bucther, easily raised her regardless of her biting and pinching, and as she scread, he threw her into the burning flas to cook...
(Author’s Note: I know right. Very nice story. Now send gifts please. Super gift is appreciated too you know.)
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