Just as in, Duke Pietro went out to inspect the ship disaster and Desian killed the head butler and the dark wizard . Their deaths were completely covered up.
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anwhile, Desian ended tea ti in a sowhat muddled, possibly confused mood.
That day, he was troubled. He thought of the afternoon tea ti, the conversation with Citrina and Aaron, and the various aningless things the duke and Toloji told him.
For soone like him who had lived indifferently up until now, it was like a wave crashing over him. Desian felt the need to clarify this situation.
What is it to like?
He didnt feel anything for other people. He didnt feel anything when he killed Toloji.
But why did he feel so strange when he saw her?
Was it because she was the first person he t after feeling like he had been trapped underwater?
His consciousness had slowly erged after Toloji had been gone for a long ti. And he t up with Citrina after killing Toloji.
He ran into her when he first felt like he had broken out from under the water and gotten free.
It was the sharpest first encounter after a world of emptiness.
Its quite. a headache.
His expression was still languid. He was still troubled by the side effects of that ti.
His thoughts rang in his ears. Along with the peculiar ringing in his ears was the question about what it was to like, which he had never considered before.
How does everyone know this feeling?
Citrina asked if he liked sumr roses and the way she answered made if sound as if she liked them, so he had answered maybe because she interesting.
Aaron on the other hand, made it clear at tea ti that he like Citrina.
Aaron had said as much. Desian liked Aaron and Citrina both. However, sothing was bothering him.
His feelings for the two, were they really the sa?
It was a question that gnawed at him. Desian shook his head once.
He decided to go to the library.
There had to be sothing in the library that would help him answer the question.
The room he was staying in temporarily and Aarons room were separated, so he thought they would not run into each other. That did not seem to be the case today.
Brother, where are you going?
Aaron asked as he laughed when encountering a silent Desian walking through the hallway. Aaron seed to beco brighter everyday as he got away from the dukes influence and spent more and more ti with Citrina.
The library.
Desian replied quietly as he looked at Desians spotless bright eyes.
AhBrother, but you know what!
Dont go into the prison, Citrina tootell her.
Desians voice was cold.
Aaron seed unconcerned even though he was deliberately interrupted. Rather, he replied with a big smile.
Yup! Thank you for your concern, Brother.
Concern?
Yup, concern.
The more he faced Citrina and the more he talked to Aaron, the more tangled his thoughts felt.
Desian was determined to not answer him and remain silent. He turned to continue his path to the library.
The prison still shouldnt be opened, thats all.
Inside the prison were two corpses that would not decay. The one who had tried to given him the potions-the dark wizard Toloji and the head butler, they had already died and beco corpses.
Why dont we let the duke discover them in the prison?
He was curious what the dukes reaction would be. In the end, his dreadful fear that the monster he had brought into the world would ruin everything would be realized.
How will the duke feel at that ti? How would Desian feel?
There was a different kind of displeasure sitting weakly at the tip of his tongue. Desian sluggishly opened and closed his eyes. He was outside of the dukes control for the first ti.
He didnt feel bad.
Desian entered the library after his brief chat with Aaron.
He glanced at the neatly organized bookshelves, the tables with signs of use, and the sunlight streaming through the windows.
His feet led him to the shelf with the book he was looking for.
It was his first ti in the library since childhood. Actually, his mory was blurry. The only thing that was clear was the recent past and the present.
Desian began to read through the titles with languid eyes.
His mouth twisted at the sight. The level was extrely infantile. Besides, he had already mastered black magic.
Its justnot a useful book.
Walking slowly past several books, he stopped in front of a particular bookshelf.
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