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Richard had to assure the girl that his feelings were genuine that's why he didn't stop himself when she dared to ask for such a thing.
Although Amelia is different from other girls of her age, asking a man to spend a night with her still took a lot of courage even for her. And Richard could see the fear and uncertainty in her eyes. What if he rejects her now?
She was not greedy to get intimate with him; she was just pursuing solace in his arms and desired the assurance that he was not lying about his feelings.
Amelia has studied Richard and knows him enough to discern that unless he has feelings for her he wouldn't respond to her request.
Richard took a moment before he inched closer and softly collected the girl in his arms. Her body felt soft and warm and Amelia looked extremely fragile in his embrace.
He relished the sensation of a woman's body and hugged her dearly in his arms.
Amelia closed her eyes, basking in the sensation of being held by the man she had allowed herself to love. All the grief and those complex emotions she went through vanished in the moment.
Richard slowly parted himself from her, feeling that reluctance in her arms as he looked at those drunken eyes and that eagerness she held.
His eyes landed on her supple lips, which he had appreciated a lot in the past and had wondered what they tasted like. Don't misunderstand, he doesn't think like that for every random woman he comes across.
Amelia is someone he likes, so undoubtedly, he sometimes appreciates her beauty.
Leaning down, he halted just a few inches before her lips as he asked, "Once I kiss you, there is no escaping me. You have to understand, Amelia, that I am quite a possessive man who might become burdensome to you."
Amelia shyly smiled and whispered back, "If the burden had such a handsome face then I am prepared to carry it for the rest of my life."
Richard raised his brows before his lips stretched into a smile, "Is that so?"
Inching closer he finally planted his lips on hers, urging Amelia to close her eyes and feel the warmth of a man on her lips for the first time.
Richard tilted his head and sucked on her moist lips. They tasted sweet despite how much she cried earlier. The raw sensation of devouring this girl who was quivering under him was quite palpable. However, Richard controlled his urges because he didn't want to scare her.
Their lips interlocked and the deliberate sound of lip locking echoed in the room.
Richard released her lips for a moment, they shared a glance only to return to the kiss in the next. The connection grew fierce as Richard's hand roamed on her supple body; sending a chill of excitement down her spine.
Her hands clutched his shirt as she leaned on him, losing all her strength in her legs.
Richard pushed her on the bed since what he was about to do might make her faint.
Amelia followed his lead and lay down on the bed. Under his towering figure, she showed her vulnerable side without hesitation.
Richard separated his lips from hers and while looking at her flushed face, he complimented, "You look enchanting."
Amelia didn't have time to respond as Richard once again connected their lips, and this time he, with all due respect, pried her lips with his tongue and dove into her mouth for a better attachment.
She shivered upon finding his hot and soft tongue wrapping around hers; the feeling was quite exciting and made her feel all hot and bothered. She hasn't felt like this ever before.
Their tongues danced around each other, connected in a romantic bond as they shared those emotions which only two people in love could possess.
Amelia never fought for dominance and allowed him to do as he wanted. Her whole body had become noodles under his assault. His breath washed over her face and his warmth seeped through her skin—making Amelia lose her mind.
After a few minutes, Richard finally parted his lips from hers as a silver bridge connected their lips.
He looked at those dazed eyes and blushing cheeks with an intense look. Her whole being was inviting him to just make her go senseless tonight with the pleasure of lust and love. To make her moan under him until she begs him to stop.
However, "I think this should do for now."
Amelia weakly held his hand as she asked, "We aren't doing it?"
Carefully caressing her face he told her, "I don't want to rush things in our relationship. I wanted to assure you about my feelings and now I think I have made myself clear."
Kissing her forehead softly, he whispered, "Sleep well, Amelia. I will see you tomorrow."
Amelia didn't insist for him to stay and slowly nodded. When he disappeared from her room, there was a smile of contentment on her face as she hugged the pillow and slept while dreaming about him.
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It took a lot of effort to keep his hardness within his pants. He was barely able to stop himself, and naturally, as a young man, he gets excited easily.
He leapt back to his mansion while wearing the cloak and didn't jump into the mansion. Rather, he went inside through the main gate.
The servants had already returned to their rooms, so it was quite silent inside the mansion.
Climbing the stairs, he reached his room and parted the door hurriedly.
"....damn...." The first thing his eyes caught was the figure of an exceptionally hot woman, sitting on his bed with her legs overlapping while the woman read a book under a thin dim light.
Her skin glistened under the faint moonlight and her whole presence invited him to just jump on her.
However, he retained his calm and slowly moved toward the bed.
Lilia naturally noticed her master's presence as she put down the book and looked at him...before her eyes went towards the stiffness making a slight tent on his pants.
Flashing a smirk she scooted near the corner of the bed before unbuckling his pants,
"It seems you are quite stressed my lord. Should I relieve you a little?"
Feeling her hot breath near his crotch sent a shiver of excitement down his body as, with a nod, he said, "Please."
Lilia had already done thrice with her master, and by now, she had gained some confidence; which could be seen from the way she unbuttoned his pants and let it drop on the ground.
Within his underwear, his stiff little prince threatened to tear the fabric.
"Mmm...is this because of me or Lady Amelia, my lord?" With her finger pressed against his tip, she asked with a mischievous smile.
"You know this isn't the time for that, right?"
The eagerness in his voice made her feel elated that her master desired her, and as a diligent wife, she didn't make him wait.
Tugging her fingers into his waistband, she pulled his underwear and instantly the rock-hard cock of her beloved sprang in front of her.
The manly scent extruding from his manhood made her dazed as she closed her eyes and took a strong whiff.
Looking at him with an upturned gaze she delicately held his meat rod from the base before rolling her tongue down.
"Ah....fuck." Richard cursed softly as he felt Lilia's tongue lapping his pre-cum.
Her tongue licked his glans and savoured the flavour which only her master could provide her. Stroking his cock slowly, she targeted the region where he was most sensitive—the left side of his mushroom top.
"Ugh...Lilia....you are---..." Richard groaned at the inexplicable pleasure he was receiving.
Lilia closed her eyes and used both of her hands to stroke his cock while her tongue feasted upon his cock like she was sucking on her favourite popsicle.
Using her left hand to massage his balls, she pressed her tongue against the underside of his meat rod before lowering her mouth until she reached the base.
She looked at him again, before parting her mouth and finally giving her master a deep throat blow job.
Her head moved back and forth, with her teeth hidden under her lips and the bottom side protected by her hot and moist tongue.
Richard groaned as he held her hair and urged her to not use her hand.
Lilia dropped her hand to the side and, with the rhythmic movement of her master she, also moved.
The vulgar sound of oral sex resonated heavily around the room as Lilia served her master passionately.
Her head bobbed and his waist moved in perfect sync.
After going at it for a few minutes, Richard finally felt nearing the edge.
"It's about to come!"
Lilia suddenly pulled her face, and using both of her lubricated hands, she hastily began to stroke his cock back and forth.
Richard wasn't able to withstand her assault and, soon he, came all over her face and cleavage, making her face glisten with his baby batter.
Lilia scooped some of that semen from her face before licking, "Mm...I love how it tastes."
Seeing her licking the cum off her breast directly, Richard's little prince stood back again.
Lilia smirked seeing that before she laid down and suggested, "You are free to do whatever you desire, my lord."
That night, Lilia was only allowed to sleep when the sun was already peeking from the horizon.
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The next morning, Richard woke up around seven and met Amelia at the academy gate. She was waiting for him while holding her bag tightly in her hand and for the first time, he saw such a nervous look on her.
With his brows raised, he greeted her, "Good morning?"
"M-Morning...d-did you sleep well?" The way she awkwardly replied made him confused but he replied to her naturally,
"Yes, I did. What about you? Ah, and what happened with the council invitation yesterday?" Richard added the last part, both because he was curious and wanted to dissipate this awkward atmosphere.
Amelia heaved a sigh and her shoulders visibly relaxed as she replied, "They invited me to become a disciplinary incharge."
Richard was not surprised but he had to pretend, as he asked, "Wow....it's great news. But..don't they appoint the officers from the second year?"
A disciplinarian is someone who has gained knowledge of the academy's rules and policies. And for a freshman to suddenly boss around, on their seniors no less, was surely quite a strange occurrence.
Amelia replied in slight uncertainty, "It seems one of those council members saw my assessment."
About that...he was not aware so this time he asked in genuine curiosity, "What happened during your assessment that garnered their attention?"
Amelia rolled her eyes, "A guy was about to apparently slap his fianceé just because he failed and she passed. I was feeling a bit irritable, so I took him down."
Richard was surprised, "No wonder your points were higher than your expectations."
Amelia smiled, "Do you think I did the right thing?"
The way she hopefully asked made it seem that more than the increment in points and the invitation from the council, she wanted to be praised by him.
He didn't disappoint her.
Holding her hand he praised the girl, "You did well, Amy. I am proud of you."
The smile that bloomed on her lips—whether because of that nickname or his compliment—was brighter than the sun as many students halted in their path to look at her.
The rumours of these two datings have been circulating around since the first day, and now, by showing this intimacy, Richard had made it clear that they were indeed dating.
After walking for a few monents and when they were about to separate, Amelia finally muttered something which has kept her on the edge since this morning.
"You know Richard...I was very anxious about how I should treat you now. Whether I should be polite as per what I was taught or should I become more gentle? However, seeing you behaving normally gave me the insurance that I don't need to change."
Richard flashed a soft smile and pressed her nose playfully, "As I said, I fell in love with the person you actually are, Amy so no need to change yourself."
Amelia smiled hearing that with her head leaning down a little.
Richard would have talked to her a little more, but from the corner of his eyes, he caught the familiar figure of a violette advancing towards him.
From her eyes, Richard knew she was coming to say something to him.
"Okay then, I will see you during lunch?" Amelia nodded to that and soon they parted ways.
Richard didn't stop on track despite feeling Eleanor's gaze on him.
He walked inside the classroom and took his seat beside Rose.
"Morning." He greeted the girl, only to receive a soft nod in response.
God, how can someone be so terrified even of a simple greeting?
*Thud*
Maybe it was her way of gaining his attention as Eleanor rested her bag on his desk and asked him, "Can I have a minute? I have something important to discuss with you."
Richard looked at her before suggesting, "The class is about to start, so why don't you make it quick right here?"
He wasn't obliged to hear her worries relating to Ethan and answer her questions. Naturally, being not involved in something which involves Ethan was not acceptable to her.
However, the moment she opened her mouth, something unexpected rolled out, "Have you been able to contact your mother lately?"
Richard frowned, "Why are you asking this?"
Eleanor heaved a sigh before inching closer to him and faintly whispering so no one else could hear her, "I can't contact the spies I have planted in the Capital and the shop handlers who sell my product have also been unresponsive since yesterday."
Richard's frown grew deeper. He told Lilia to send a letter to his mother...but when he returned he just got into the mood and in the morning, Lilia wasn't awake that's why it completely slipped off his mind.
Now that he thinks about it, never even once after Richard left his home, and got separated from his mother, she missed a single day to contact him through any means possible.
And for two days now, she has been in complete isolation.
Shouldn't he get super worried about this?
Richard looked at the violette before asking, "Do you have a spirit beast? Or did you try that method-"
"Yes, I did that's why I am here asking for your help." Eleanor hurriedly interjected.
Richard was at a loss here as he asked, "How can I help?"
It was time to forget about the past and focus on the present. If there was any way of contacting his mother, then he could even ask for Eleanor's help.
Just as Eleanor was about to tell him, the teacher arrived, "Okay class, settle down."
Eleanor picked up her bag and told him, "Meet me near the library during the lunch break."
Richard slowly nodded to that as he absentmindedly saw the girl returning to her seat.
He was in a daze, thinking what in the world can prevent, the Duchess Bellarine from contacting him? A calamity which she can't face? No way...unless the Heavenly Demon General has suddenly descended from the Dark Star.
'But it can't be possible....after all, there haven't been many sacrifices made for that ceremony.'
Clinging to a hope that it could all be nothing but a trivial matter that prevented her from contacting him, Richard opened the book.
"Mister representative?"
Hearing his title, Richard suddenly realised that he had a duty,
"Yes, I am coming." Getting up from his seat, he made his way to the podium, and while Lucy was arranging the teaching material, he filled the roll calls.
Unlike how it was done in his previous world, in this academy, the representative just looks around to see if the students are present and tick beside their names.
While he was going through the list, he found that a single student was not present in the class—Elizabeth.
Frowning, he finished signing up others before informing the teacher, "Student Elizabeth is absent, ma'am."
Lucy nodded as she said, "Yes, she informed me that she isn't feeling well. Take your seat now."
Although Richard was surprised that Elizabeth missed her precious day to spend with Ethan, he didn't ask any more questions from the lady and walked back to his seat.
After a few minutes, the class finally began,
[The Evil Worshipper]
Resting the chalk on the shelf, Lucy began,
"There are some certain beings in this world who wears the skin of human but in actuality, they are nothing but Bates."
Taking a pause and confirming that every eye was on her she continued, "There is a way through which a being can attain darkness and become an Ambrobate and for that, they have to fulfill some requirements."
Although no one asked, and many of them were aware of what that requirement could be, Lucy wrote it on the board,
[Sacrifices.]
Turning towards the class she added, "There have been many occurence where humans followed the path of darkness to achieve something foolish. And for us those people are nothing but a wild beast which we need to get rid of."
"So today, I am going to teach the ways by which you can identify a corrupted person...."
The classes continued but truth be told, Richard wasn't able to focus on their words at all. He was anxious about his mother and was blaming himself to pay attention to it so late.
He anxiously waited for three hours before finally the lunch break bell rang and he hurriedly put his books inside the bag.
Before Eleanor could have left her seat, Richard walked out of the class to meet Amelia.
After waiting for a bit he finally saw her walking out of her class, and upon spotting him she waved her hand with a smile—which soon turned stiff noticing his nervousness.
Nearing him, she asked, "Richard?"
"Can we postpone the plan for lunch? I need to meet someone urgently."
Looking at his unnaturally worried visage, she grew anxious as she asked in a serious voice, "If it's not a problem then bring me there as well."
Richard thought for a moment before he nodded and after holding her hand he urged, "Let's go."
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Along with Amelia, Richard reached the place where Eleanor called him.
The violette, fortunately, was punctual and was already standing there when the duo arrived.
Finding a peaceful spot on a resting bench, Richard asked, "Is there any problem connecting with them, or is it completely blacked out?"
Without asking him for details, Eleanor knew what he asked as she answered soon after, "It's complete isolation for them, it seems. Not even a single person is responding to my letters and artefact signals."
Amelia has heard about the situation from Richard en route, that's why she could be seen currently frowning.
Isolation of the capital means the head of the whole body(continent) being disabled. Many units working across the Empire get regular messages and orders regarding their action and if suddenly the command center stops working...only disaster awaits.
"What can I do to help?" Richard asked, his voice sounding more serious than ever.
Eleanor couldn't believe that she was about to ask this from Richard but she had no other options, "You have a good bond with Ethan...can you ask him to help us?"
Richard raised his brows as he added, "You mean through Elizabeth?"
Eleanor nodded. She couldn't believe that Richard would be playing the messenger's role between her and Ethan one day, but it is what it is.
Richard thought for a second before he nodded, "It won't be convenient right now but I will talk to him after school. If anything happens I will tell you through Amelia."
Glancing at his girlfriend, Richard asked, "Can you do that, Amy?"
"Surely, I can," Tilting her body she glanced at Eleanor before asking, "Your room number?"
"104."
Amelia nodded, and soon, the brief discussion came to a conclusion.
Richard and Amelia were heading toward the cafeteria while holding hands.
Richard was unnaturally tense and Amelia could understand the reason. After all, it was quite a widespread fact that the mother and son of the Scarlette family were quite close. She herself has seen the bond they share, and for the Duchess to suddenly stop responding to his calls....indeed, Richard had more than one reason to be worried.
Reaching the cafeteria in silence, they were met by the most amount of students gathered in one place. There were many dining tables and the duo easily found themselves a seat.
Every student gets a free and decent meal during lunch, but asking for anything extra, or trying a different meal costs student points.
Neither Amelia nor Richard had such an attachment to fancy foods so they picked the general one and returned to their seats.
Once they started eating Amelia asked, "What do you think? Will Your Highness help you?"
Richard, while slicing the meat, replied with a slow nod, "As Eleanor said, my relationship with Ethan is good and if he asks Elizabeth I know she won't refuse."
Amelia raised her brows, "Love?"
Richard smirked, "More than that. She is crazy for him."
Amelia was slightly surprised, "A commoner and a noble? How....unoriginal."
Richard chuckled hearing that, "You read a lot of romance books, it seems."
Amelia, after gulping a spoonful of soup, responded, "Just started recently to know how I should be acting around you. You know, this is my first."
Richard raised his brows, "And what did you learn?"
Amelia rolled her eyes, "Don't ask me that; if I actually start following their way you might end up dumping me in no time."
This time Richard laughed aloud. She really says whatever comes to her mind.
Wiping his mouth, he shook his head before thanking her, "Thanks, Amy...thanks to you, I now feel better."
Amelia smiled softly and held his hand on the table before replying, "She will be fine, Richard. The person we are talking about is the strongest witch in existence."
Heaving a sigh, she added, "And if something can threaten even her, then this world might be done for."
Richard hoped that to not be the case. A calamity which can be challenging even for Duchess Bellarine...is definitely not something the Protagonist can handle in his current state.
...
While they were about to finish their lunch, suddenly a face emerged from the outside and looked around the cafeteria in a panic.
Richard noticed the girl and so did she, before she made her way towards him.
Seeing the elven princess here caused a ruckus, but she didn't pay attention to them and only halted once she was before Richard.
"Nora?"
e with me. There is something Ethan saw." Just as he heard that his body instinctively rose from the seat.
"Richard? What happened?" Amelia's voice turned serious.
Richard didn't explain it to her and just said, "Come with me."
Naturally, Amelia followed him along with Nora as the trio went towards the library. That is the only place where the students could remain on campus except for their classes without taking permission.
"Is it about the Capital?" Richard asked while they moved hastily towards their destination.
Nora nodded, "It seems so. The clone has made its way nowhere else."
"The clone? The one Richard fought?" Amelia's question was answered by Richard,
"Yes. Since that clone was created by Ethan, he can see the flashes of memories from the eyes of the clone. And through that, we are discerning its next move."
Amelia nodded and didn't ask anything further. She very well knows that asking several questions in this kind of situation would easily get annoying.
They reached the library, and through Nora's guidance, they climbed to the second floor where the other three were seated.
Richard was surprised to see Elizabeth. Her face was ghastly pale and her breathing was unsteady while he held Ethan and Rose's hand. Ethan had his eyes closed while Rose drew the images which Ethan directed at her.
Nearing them, Richard crouched down beside the pinkhead and took the sketches she drew.
His brows drew closer as he saw the outline of a massive city with a round circumference, currently surrounded by a dark dome...more like a barrier.
"Is this the capital...?" Nora asked.
Nodding grimly, he picked up the second sheet and looked at the drawing.
Various shrouded people enter the capital through the main entrance.
"Who can they be?" Amelia asked with a frown, while Nora barely held herself from gasping.
"The Evil Worshippers," Richard replied; all his restraint for revealing his knowledge now brought down to cinders.
Amelia's eyes widened upon hearing that. She, as the daughter of a Duke, was naturally aware of these dark cultists who had a single life goal.
To revive the God of Death.
Richard slowly picked the third image, only to find great destruction ensued in the capital. Houses were being burnt down, people were getting slaughtered, and the whole city was in chaos.
"Who can threaten the security of the capital to this extent? Is that clone that strong?"Amelia couldn't help but mutter.
"No...alone, that clone can never cause this much harm," Richard voiced his opinion.
"And the evil worshippers aren't strong enough to defeat the imperial legion," Nora added.
Then what...what could cause such great mayhem in the capital? And where was his mother?
Has a Heavenly Demon General actually descended from the Dark Star to annihilate people and defeat Duchess Bellarine?
'No...it can't be. The clone couldn't have slaughtered that many people in this short duration to summon those Generals.'
The following few images contained the great destruction caused by the clone. With each murder it committed, the stronger it became.
Making several of its copies, the clone was wide spreading the destruction. People were getting exterminated like live stocks and amidst the whole chaos, the cultists made their way toward the main palace.
'They are there for the ritual...' Richard discerned what could be their motive for this sudden invasion. The ex-Prime Minister of Eldoria had created the ritual through which the Sovereign of the Dark Star could be called. And for the sake of that ritual, they have decided to stop hiding and attack from the front.
'But how....the captain of the Imperial Legion is none other than the Berserk Bennet himself.' That person was trained by the Duchess and has won several battles throughout his life. For someone of his rank was defeated? By what? The clone?
Impossible.
Then what...what could cause such a great distress?
"Richard." Suddenly, Ethan's voice woke him up from his daze as he looked at silver-head who was holding a paper.
"I know who is causing the destruction and perpetrator behind this attack." Richard frowned and asked,
"Who?"
Ethan looked at the drawing once again before extending it to Richard.
Richard eagerly took the picture and looked at the person....only to find the paper falling from his hand and his eyes parted wide.
With his mind turned numb he stared at the drawing of the person, and a single name left his lips,
"B-B-Bella?!"
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Bella Anderson is the only family member Richard was left with in his previous life. The girl who has always been attached to him and shared a close bond. And the person who gave Richard a motive in his life.
To protect Bella.
And now, upon witnessing the same girl in this world causing chaos in the capital and helping the dark cultists, she just blindsided him.
There was no doubt in it that the one causing the ruckus was the same person as what he saw in the picture. But how can this be? His Bella was never like this. She only killed someone or something when it came to him or herself.
Then why is she behaving like this?
Turning his attention towards Ethan, he asked, "Are you sure you saw the right person? There can be any ambiguity right?"
Ethan shook his head, "I am a hundred per cent sure that this woman is the cause of security failure. She was standing before the clone a few moments ago when I received the memory, and Rose has sketched the exact image of that calamity."
Richard closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose.
The others couldn't discern the reason behind his reaction, nor could Richard ever tell them that the main perpetrator behind this invasion was none other than his precious little sister, who looked more like a woman in her early twenties now.
'System, show me her stats....'
[Name: Bella Anderson]
[Age: 23]
[Race: Human, Awakened]
[Str: 86]
[Spd: 102]
[Int: 123]
[Luk: 67]
[Mgc: 490]
[Special skills: Skinning, baking.]
[Spells: Fire Ball-> D-rank
Flame Maze-> C-rank
Meteor rush-> A-rank
Amber whip-> A-rank
Molten platform-> C-rank
Hell Blaze-> S-rank
Flame Serpent-> S-rank
Amber Rish-> C-rank
Flame Tides-> S-rank.]
[Available points: 120]
[Switch stats?]
[Y/N]
.....
She has developed; not only her age but her skills and stats as well. Time flows differently in both worlds which explains why she was able to defeat such strong warriors on her own.
'But cross dimension travel? How did that happen?' Richard couldn't remember any point in the plot where someone was summoned from another world.
Although the Prime Minister was full of mysteries, there wasn't any mention of cross-world travel. Or was it lost since the main motive of the dark cultists was achieved without it? And because in this timeline, Richard killed the Prime Minister, the dark cultists were forced to bring someone from the other world?
But is it a coincidence that the person they brought is closely related to another soul who travelled to this world?
'Fuck, this is so complicated...'
"Richard?" Amelia called out worriedly.
Shaking his head he told her, "It's nothing-"
"Oh hell yeah!" Suddenly Ethan cheered, garnering everyone's attention; urging Richard to ask,
"What happened?"
Excitedly, Ethan replied, "The Headmaster has just shown up against the calamity. The final showdown is about to begin!"
Richard's eyes widened as he drew a sharp breath hearing that.
The Headmaster...how can he forget that the man was visiting the Capital today to discuss the matter about the Clones?
'Shit....no, no, no...!' Richard clenched his fist as his eyes wandered around; thinking of a way to stop the battle between the two.
Although Bella is strong, against the Psychic Psion, she won't be able to persist for long. The Headmaster has the experience and abilities to dominate the battlefield and Bella would get crushed in no time.
If there was even a per cent chance for the woman to be his little sister, then Richard has to save her before it is too late.
"I need to go there." Hearing his words, Rose covered her mouth in astonishment while Elizabeth narrowed her eyes.
Ethan was shocked as he asked, "Why would you leave the island when the Headmaster has warned you to not go anywhere? Please don't make any hasty decisions." Leaving the island or the attempt of doing so could reward severe punishment to the students.
"Yes, Richard. I know you want to take revenge from the clone-" Nora's voice was interjected,
"This is not about revenge. I am worried about my mother who is amidst that war, somewhere—possibly injured and helpless. I cannot contact her nor is there any way to discern her condition."
His eyes were drawn to the ground and fists clenched as he pushed those words out. There was no doubt that Richard was concerned about his mother, but along with Bellarine, he wanted to go there for Bella as well.
Silence befell the group as they didn't say anything against that. It was clear as day that stopping Richard now was a foolish act.
Amelia suddenly held his hand, and encouraged him, "I will help you escape the island."
Everyone around were astounded that the raven-haired was suggesting something so foolish. Escaping the island? That's not something a couple of teenagers could achieve.
However, unlike them Ethan has different thoughts as he added added, "I can help you bypass the security using my levitation."
Seeing Ethan getting involved in this, Elizabeth panicked and hurriedly said, "W-Wait Ethan? You don't have to get involved in all this. If you get caught-"
"I might get kicked out? I am aware of Eli, but trust me, if I don't help my benefactor here, then I'd be ashamed to look myself in the eye." With a warm smile, Ethan stated.
Elizabeth was stunned hearing those words and that look in his eyes clearly told her how serious he was about helping Richard.
"Come on, let's go." Amelia urged and Richard also turned around—only to be stopped by the Princess,
"Wait a second," Exhaling a heavy sigh she added, "I can send you there, to the palace. However, you have to promise me something."
Richard was aware of what she was talking about so he didn't question her words and nodded.
Elizabeth drew closer and after going on her toes she whispered,
'If my father is about to die, don't save him.'
Richard shrugged hearing that. If he could get there instantly then he won't trouble himself with protecting others when he already has two people to look out for.
There is a teleportation magic rune given to each member of the Royal family which they can use to return to their home if any emergency situation arises. This was a technique which only the people belonging to the royal family can use and also, bring one confidant along for protection.
The rune can send them to two places; one is the palace situated in the capital, and the other one is a hideout about which not many people know.
Amelia stood in front of Richard and hugged him briefly as her soft whisper reached his ears, "Please be safe." There were thousands of thoughts swirling inside her head but she didn't want to burden Richard with them.
Richard nodded wordlessly before planting a soft kiss on her forehead
Once the farewell was exchanged, Richard stood in front of Elizabeth.
The blond Princess rested her hand on Richard's shoulder and her other hand on her belly.
Closing her eyes she chanted,
"Fram yfir tíma, rými, og stað,
Flyt mig nú til landsins ráð."
The runes illuminated and soon the whole library was notified of the spell activation.
"Hey! What are you guys doing!" The librarian instantly climbed to the floor seeing the activation, however, before she could reach the group—
*BLINK*
—Richard disappeared.
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[Capital of Eldoria]
Surrounded by the dome of darkness was the capital of Eldoria, which recently had been plagued by the fangs of evil, and the people were reminded that even the most important city of the continent could get severely damaged.
And today, once again, the capital was under attack by the same creature who terrorized the people last time. The silver-haired demon was bestowing death and wreaking havoc amongst the people with not a single remorse on its face.
The soldiers who were responsible for protecting them were all burnt to death, and those who persisted became the hunt for the clone.
"Ehe~what a sight this is..." Sitting on top of the palace with its legs dangling, the clone rejoiced at the landscape it had formed.
Thanks to the support of the morons who call themselves dark cultists or whatever, the clone was able to penetrate the capital and increase its strength by slaughtering the insects.
Agh, the way they grovel in the face of terror and beg for mercy....is just...
'Addictive~'
Feeling the shiver running down its spine, the clone grinned—another step toward becoming Perfect.
**BOOOOOM**
"Ohhh~" The clone had to hold the flag pole beside it to not let itself fall by that explosion.
Looking down, the twin copy of Ethan looked at the battlefield where another strong contender had just shown up and was currently standing across the calamity, which has made this operation successful to this extent.
Looking at the woman with dark raven hair with a blend of crimson, the clone grinned.
'Oh, how delicious...I wonder what her ether tastes like~'
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A/N:- Damn...this clone....
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This person is bound by a spell—was the first thought that came to his mind once Marcus looked at the raven-haired girl in front of him.
A binding spell can put you into a trance to fulfil the role bestowed upon you in exchange for something. And considering the lady's movements and the way she was reacting to the things happening around her, Marcus knew that he was against a puppet.
But how did those cultists find such an exceptional mage, and how did they put her under the vow? Well, that can wait.
"I will warn you once, lady; back off and surrender. You don't know what kind of people you are working for." Marcus tried reasoning with her, however, he knew it was futile. The effect of the spell remains strong enough to completely dominate the conscience of a person.
She raised her hand and, with a flick of her wrist, sent a wave of scorching flames barreling toward Marcus.
With practised ease, Marcus raised a hand, and the flames were halted mid-air, suspended inches from his face. The intense heat warped the air, but Marcus remained still, his willpower locking Bella's attack in place.
"Elemental magic....and that face looks familiar?" Looking past the wave of flames, Marcus asked, "Are you from the Scarlette clan, perhaps?"
Her response was a twist of her hand, and the flames contorted, becoming a serpent of fire that lunged at him with a fierce hiss.
Marcus's counter was swift. His mental interference rippled through the air like an unseen wave, crashing into Bella's mind with a crushing force. Her vision blurred, and for a moment, the serpent faltered, flickering like a dying candle.
But Bella wasn't so easily subdued. Gritting her teeth, she let out a sharp incantation, forcing the flames to surge forward again, burning even hotter and more unstable.
The flame serpent struck, and Marcus leapt aside, barely avoiding its fangs as it left a smouldering path in the cobblestones. As he regained his stance, he gestured with both hands, and the air around Bella began to warp, shimmering with the force of his mental interference. It was as though reality itself bent at his command, aiming to crush her under the weight of his spell.
She was stuck in her place, surrounded by an invisible cage. Her spell had yet to be subdued, but it was no longer moving, just like the chanter.
Marcus took a step back and was in a dilemma about whether he should keep on weighing over her mind or not. If he pulls back, he might get hurt and if he continues...
'Sadly, a misguided soul has to perish today...' Just as the man decided that there was no need for the calamity to exist, a familiar voice called out,
"Wait, headmaster!"
Marcus raised his brows as he looked towards his left from where the red-haired young man was advancing.
Bella was stuck in the middle of her own spell and Marcus' mental assault that's why the man had enough time to spare Richard some.
"Headmaster...please don't injure her." As he halted beside the older one, Richard voiced his request. Fortunately he was able to reach on time thanks to Elizabeth, or the way this battle concluded within a minute, Richard might have arrived too late.
His eyes travelled towards the girl whom he could see through the small gaps of the curtain of flames.
....there was no doubt about it. Those eyes, that face, that hair...although there were some changes, he could not be mistaken about her identity.
This girl was undoubtedly his sister.
"Richard, I told you not to leave the island yet you came here just to save this girl? Who is she to you?" Marcus inquired, and was confused how this boy arrived here so suddenly?
Richard had already prepared an answer, "She is my cousin—someone belonging to my mother's clan."
Marcus hummed, as he mumbled, "I was right..."
Bella's hair and her element were enough evidence to tell that this girl was somehow related to the Scarlette clan.
However, "Don't those people only have one heir at a time?" His question caught Richard off guard.
Not many people know about the Scarlette and the other ancient clan, but the man himself was ancient enough to know about the culture and practices of these clans.
He didn't think about this beforehand, and now, if he doesn't present a good answer here, the Headmaster would surely start suspecting Richard and might end up hurting Bella.
Should he fight Marcus? But that would be foolishness....then what...ah!
"She is an unwanted child, born from an illegitimate relationship. That's why she has been kept hidden from the world until now."
Marcus stared at Richard with his brows raised high. He looked back at Bella who had started to move somehow.
Heaving a sigh he informed Richard, "She is under a binding spell. You need to wake her up, or she will continue to resist."
Richard anxiously asked, "What can I do?" He doesn't have much idea about the binding spell under which Bella was restricted.
Marcus calmly explained to him, "Just bring her consciousness back, even for a fraction of a second, and I will erase the spell from her mind. And to do that, you have to hit her emotionally with some memories which are quite close to her heart."
Richard nodded to that before he turned his eyes toward Bella once again. Thankfully the man allowed him to save Bella.
"Just give me a minute," Saying so, the redhead made his way towards the girl.
She was barely able to move and the look in her eyes expressed anger and stubbornness—almost like her life goal was to achieve what she was told to.
In these few seconds when he was approaching her, Richard thought of many things he could say to bring her consciousness back.
However, the moment he reached near her and looked at her face from inches apart, his mind went blank.
The flood of emotions and memories assaulted him, and his eyes became moist. Although for him, it has been just a little more than two months since he got separated from her, for Bella, it must have been too long....too lonely.
He slowly held her hand, and from his mouth, only a single word came out,
"Bella."
The name left his lips, and suddenly, she stopped moving. It seemed like Bella was hit by a calming wave as her movement completely halted and those fierce eyes gained tranquility.
Her lips parted and the clouds that blinded her seemed to have dispersed.
Richard didn't have to ask the headmaster if she was liberated from the spell since the moment she opened her mouth, he got the assurance.
"Bro....ther...?"
The flames disintegrated into particles and the invisible cage restraining her disappeared.
The duo stared at each other with tears in their eyes and countless emotions swirling within them.
However, what words couldn't express, a simple hug can.
Richard parted his hands and instantly pulled the girl into his arms for a tight hug. It felt like an eternity had passed since he had held her like this.
The raging flames of his heart, the anxiety, the fright, the concern...every emotion he held for her felt like melting with that hug.
Bella's eyes never stopped producing those hot tears that exposed the feelings she had been bottling up for years now.
She tried everything in her power to meet him again, to see him and to touch him again. To be held by her brother like this, she did whatever a mortal could ever think of. However, none of that worked.
But finally, through some unknown source, she was here...right before her brother. Her brother was here! He was here!
Marcus didn't disturb the duo, considering how desperate they looked for each other; rather, he focused on the city outside the palace.
The numerous clones were still killing people and destroying homes. However, if he tried to finish them off the dark cultists would take what they desire.
He had to choose.
"Richard," Marcus made a choice, "You need to find the dark cultists and stop them."
Richard parted with his sister, despite her reluctance before asking the Headmaster, "Can't I just go home?"
Marcus chuckled, "Return the favour for saving your cousin?"
Richard heaved a sigh before nodding, "Okay, I will take care of them. But don't expect me to not kill those who try attacking me."
Marcus didn't reply to that, and soon, his figure disappeared from the previous spot.
Richard looked at Bella before asking, "Can you accompany your brother for a little while before we go home? It won't take long."
Bella, with a smile that was in stark contrast to that dangerous visage she wore until a few moments ago, nodded and held his hand.
"Now, no one can separate us."
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There were so many things they had to ask each other. Especially Bella, who was away from her brother for so many years.
The way he looked now was different from his previous appearance, but there were some similarities. His smile and those eyes were the same.
In those flashes of memories she used to see her brother always looked like this, that's why she recognised him instantly.
And there was his warmth as well, which was the same as she was used to. The comfort she received in his arms was still the same.
"Bella, "Hearing his voice she instantly turned towards him with a smile, "Yes?"
"Can you tell me how you came here?" Although Richard was beyond elated by the fact that he could be with his sister again, he wanted to know about her source of arrival. If she can come here then there are chances of the denizens from the different world to appear here as well.
Bella tilted her head innocently and recalled what happened to her, "I was....going for a hunt when suddenly a magic circle appeared beneath my feet and sucked me in."
Richard raised his brows and held her hand, "Did it hurt to be a forcibly transported here?"
That concerned voice just melted her heart and the girl wanted to squeal in delight. How long has it been since she got pampered like this? Ah, her brother is watching. Excitement can wait.
"I have built immunity against space-time travelling, so it wasn't that bad."
Richard was surprised, "There are people with space magic back on Earth?"
Bella softly nodded, "Quite a few many."
That....was unexpected.
Richard didn't know that Earth would have such strong warriors in their possession. In this world, there might be quite many strong warriors, but the quality of their skills isn't that remarkable. And most of those skills aren't unique per se.
Bella added, "I was just brought here then...something started repeating in my head. It was annoying that I wasn't able to think about anything."
Richard frowned, "To destroy the capital?"
Bella sealed her lips and slowly nodded, feeling scared that she had angered her brother.
Richard naturally understood her reason for anxiety as he held her hand firmly and assured the girl, "You can't be blamed for something you didn't do on your own will, so don't worry about it."
Bella's shoulders relaxed hearing that but in the next moment, she coughed violently.
"*Cough* *Cough*"
"Bella?" Richard grew worried as he saw her hand getting tainted in blood.
However, she shook her head and assured him, "Just the smoke caught in my throat. Nothing to be worried about."
Although she said that, Richard was concerned; however, he couldn't stay here for long or her health would worsen.
They both soon reached the inner side of the palace where the soldiers were slaughtered through some black gooey thing which Richard recalled to be dark matter.
A material which can be made by the blood of Ambrobates, and some other materials. It can penetrate the human skin and corrode their insides without letting the person realise that their body is being invaded.
Richard was about to step inside the storage area, when suddenly Bella called out, "Here, brother."
She was gesturing toward a specific room situated on her left.
Richard raised his brows, as he asked, "You can sense them?" His observation skill doesn't have much range so he couldn't sense them at all and was just moving on his instincts.
But seeing the girl nod reminded him how much she had developed her skills back on Earth.
The duo made their way down the lobby into the inner side of the palace which Richard never explored before. Finally, they could see the group of red cloak-wearing men crowded around a room which was small enough to be regarded as a janitor's supply room.
Richard's hands ignited and jumping in the air, he shot several large arrows of flames in their direction.
"Take cover!" One of them who noticed the duo, instantly raised his cloak to shield himself, and the act was followed by some others. Those who weren't able to react on time got burned by Richard's spell.
Richard gestured for Bella to stay back as he stepped forward and watched the remaining cultists counterattacking.
His eyes locked on the group, who began hurling basic spells of dark energy toward him.
With a swift motion, Richard chanted under his breath, creating a barrier of fire that consumed the incoming spells effortlessly. He dashed forward, his speed enhanced, summoning multiple flaming circles mid-air. The cultists stumbled, attempting to raise defences, but Richard's movements were too quick, his magic too refined.
He unleashed a barrage of fireballs, each one finding its mark with precision. These cultists don't have much experience in spell combat. As such, very few of them were able to withstand the impact.
One of them tried to flee, but not so long they ran before a long baton head, struck on their back and the person fell on their face.
Richard recalled the staff in its original size before twirling it over his back, and with an intense swing, he hit the last remaining cultist on the head, cracking his skull and sending them to his maker.
Once Richard was done he turned towards Bella—only to find the girl currently on her knees and her hands clasped. Those eyes contained nothing but admiration and her posture suggested she was worshipping him.
"Bella?"
"Ah...my legs went noodles just now. Don't worry about me." Getting up she dusted her cloth...and checked if there was any stain. Fortunately, there weren't any.
With Bella, they entered the room and instantly realized why these people were after this place.
"Damn..." Richard looked around the vast place which seemed bigger than his mansion back on the academy island.
There must be some runes engraved somewhere, which enhances the size of the place, and because of the appearance of the entrance, no one would think such a huge room is located here.
There were numerous shelves and it was quite difficult looking around; however, Richard didn't have much trouble sensing the group of humans in the right corner of the place.
"Let's go," Urging Bella, they made their way towards the group hastily.
What Richard didn't notice, and Bella expertly hid, was her staggering steps and dazed eyes. She was sweating a lot more than what this short run could ever cause her to.
However, Bella ignored those symptoms in the name of cross-dimension fatigue and kept her focus on her brother.
"Ah, the game's over." Once they reached it, Richard nonchalantly called out, "Now raise your hands and turn towards me slowly."
There were only three cultists here, and one of them instantly raised his hand and slowly began to turn around. The middle one continued to search through the documents while the left one instantly turned around and unleashed an attack.
As the cultist on the left unleashed a barrage of swirling dark particles, Richard remained unfazed. His eyes flicked toward the incoming attack, his hand rising lazily as if the threat posed no challenge at all. A thin circle of flame materialized in front of him, absorbing the dark magic before expanding outward in a fiery pulse, scattering the particles into harmless embers.
To defeat the dark matter: simple, just provide enough food for it to overload it.
Richard raised his other hand bound the man with ether thread, and threw him into the diagonally protruding flag post, making a skewer out of the man.
The one who surrendered began to wail, seeing the condition of his subordinate, and fell to his knees.
However, the one in the middle was still doing whatever he desired.
Richard got annoyed and tried binding the threads of telekinesis around the man—however, to his surprise, those threads burned into cinders upon contact.
Richard used his other hand to shoot fireballs at the man—but again, the spell didn't work.
"Ah, I finally found it!" The man suddenly exclaimed—raising a banner in his hands and looking at it with a crazed look.
"What did you get, old man?" Richard asked, curiously.
Finally, the older one turned to look at Richard, much like he noticed the duo just now, before uttering, "You...you foolish hum-"
And.... those were his last words before the man was enveloped in lava and echoes of cries resonated in the room.
Richard glanced at his sister and looking at those fierce eyes he felt nostalgia.
Patting her head softly, he whispered, "Good girl."
Bella's expression turned soft as she closed her eyes and leaned in his touch.
Richard proceeded to take the huge sheet on which several things were written. He used his ether threads to pull it away from the man before it could have gotten burned.
Taking the banner, he looked at the whole ass plan of some dark ritual.
Without looking at the last remaining memeber of the cult, Richard asked, "What can I do with this?"
The man, while still crying in the corner, slowly responded, "S-S-Summon...t-the h-heavenly d-d-demon...."
Richard hummed at that information and was contemplating something when suddenly he heard a thud from behind.
Turning around he found his sister fallen to the ground and her eyes closed.
"Bella?!"
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A/N:- The story's title contains 'Villain'. Just reminding.
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"The crisis is subdued! The Headmaster and Richard brought the danger down!" Ethan cheered as he announced that.
Nora and Rose heaved a sigh in relief as the latter finally put down her pen. Elizabeth looked pale after using her power for this long; however, seeing her beloved smile like this helped her cheer up as well.
If there was someone who still was concerned then it was the heiress of the Hawkbridge house, "What happened to Richard? Is he returning? Can you bring him back, Elizabeth?"
Her voice brought back tranquility in the detention center—they were sent here by the librarian.
Elizabeth shook her head slowly, "I don't have enough strength to teleport him back and since the Headmaster knows about Richard's presence in the Capital, I know he will bring him back."
Amelia clenched her fist and looked down; anxiety and disappointment reflected in her eyes. She knew something like this could happen, however, stopping Richard at that moment would have been irrational of her.
Ethan drew closer to the girl, and in a soft tone, he suggested, "Richard is a strong person, the strongest first year of the academy and a very mature man. So believe in his judgement and wait for him to return."
Ethan could only say as much to console the girl. In his opinion, Richard was a very wise and rational person who makes decisions accordingly.
Nora also assured Amelia by holding her shoulder and uttering, "He will be safe."
Amelia nodded slowly, not wanting to make a scene here by being a damsel in distress. However, despite how much she was getting assured, she had a very grave feeling.
'I hope you betray my fear and come back to me safely....'
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Richard was in a panic, he had all the reason to be so.
Carrying his sister in his arms and the dark cultist on his shoulder, Richard ran towards the mansion in his mother's possession.
Bella's breathing was unstable and so was her ether flow. He couldn't tell if these symptoms were showing because of cross-dimension travelling or if there was something else.
The reason he was carrying the cultist along with him was because he could ask the man related to the teleportation or the binding vow.
The clones across the capital were slowly reducing, thanks to the Headmaster's quick decision-making to utilize the fallen soldiers as his shield and attack the clones from the shadows.
Richard desired to hunt down the parent clone here and now; however, right now, his only goal was to bring Bella back.
After so long, she met her brother once again, and Richard didn't want to steal that happiness from her.
Definitely not.
*CLINK*
Pushing open the doors of the mansion, he found there was no one inside. The place seemed completely desolate.
He frowned and tried searching for someone through observation, however, aside from a single entity in the master bedroom, there was no one present inside the building at all.
"Did they run away?" There was a possibility, however, Richard assumed the servants working here were loyal and brave.
Brushing away that thought he climbed the stairs and advanced towards the master bedroom. There was no doubt that his mother was here, and if she is here then she definitely can help Bella.
But what would he say to her? Who is Bella to him? He lied to the Headmaster about Bella being his cousin, but he couldn't pass the same lie to his mother as well.
'Forget it, I will just make something up...'
Reaching the room he pushed open the door—only to find his legs freezing near the entrance and his eyes stretching wide.
The strongest woman he had ever met in his both lives, the person who always assured him that whatever happened, she would always stand before him as a shield.
That significant person in his life was currently lying lifelessly on the bed with her face paler than a sheet.
Throwing away the cultist, he advanced towards the bed and rested Bella on the other side.
In a daze, he approached his mother and crouched down beside her.
Raising his shaky hands, he delicately held her cheek and softly called out, "M-Mom?"
"Mm..." With her face contouring in a frown, she slowly opened her eyes.
Crimson met golden, and instantly Bellarine's eyes softened.
"You returned..." Her voice sounded so weak, so fragile that he wanted to tell her to stop speaking.
Richard can face any obstacle in this world, but not his mother being in this state. He was shaken up to his core.
"Mom...what happened to you? Did someone attack you? Why didn't you contact me?"
Bellarine had a smile tugging her lips seeing her son being so concerned about her. She slowly raised her hand and held his face gently.
"Richie....I heard....about Amelia..."
Richard looked at her with a complicated gaze, not understanding why she was talking about it all of a sudden.
However, her following words made his heart twist in intense pain, "In my stead...I know...she can take...care of-"
"No, no, no! No one can replace you, Mom! Why are you saying something like this?! Nothing is going to happen to you."
Tears welled in his eyes as her breathing turned slow and the lady looked weaker by every second.
She slowly closed her eyes, as some words escaped her lips,
"I...love...you...Richie...."
With those words, Bellarine's consciousness slipped away.
Richard stared at her hand which lifelessly fell as his mind turned completely numb.
He sat there, on his knees, hands hanging down, and vitality seemed to have left him in that moment.
The precious sister of his whom he reunited with after so long was not responding. The woman whom he came to love the most was currently showing signs of abandoning him slowly.
*Scruff*
The dark cultist, who has been watching the whole situation since the beginning while pretending to be unconscious, suddenly rose to his feet. Extending his hand, he released a spell and a dome covered the bed on which the two ladies lay.
Richard's eyes widened and his whole body seemed to be enveloped in flames, only for the cultist to hurriedly say,
"I just stopped the time around the bed to not let their souls wither away! Please trust me!"
He backed off while raising his hands in his defence.
Richard frowned, his flames yet to be subdued, "How can I trust a wretched bastard who is devoted to evil?"
The man slowly lowered his hands, and replied in a softer tone, "Because I...also once had a family."
He revealed their pictures from the pendant he was wearing around his neck.
Richard's shoulders relaxed even for a second but soon he frowned and asked the man, "I can't trust your words. And stopping time? Do you even know how difficult it is to accomplish such a thing?"
The cultist didn't respond to him. Rather, he tore a fabric from his cloak and asked Richard, "Can you burn this? Please?"
Richard, unsure, raised his hand and did what he was asked.
As soon as the fabric started burning, the blond man threw it into the dome.
"----!!" Under Richard's widened eyes, he saw the fabric still burning, but it wasn't turning into ashes at all. The flames continued to dance on the torn piece but it was not making any visible damage to it.
The blond cultist approached Richard slowly while his gaze remained affixed to the two ladies, as he said, "They are suffering from punishment....and their life force is slowly depleting."
Richard hurriedly asked, "You can tell? What kind of punishment is this? And who inflicted it?"
The cultist looked unsure whether he should say it, urging Richard to add, "Don't worry just tell me whatever it is. I won't hurt you."
The person has already helped a lot by sustaining their condition and preventing their souls from getting damaged any further.
The cultist slowly nodded before his eyes went towards the crimson-haired lady, and he said, "Duchess Bellarine....she seemed to have made a binding vow with the Devil, and now, she is paying the price."
"Are you out of your mind? Why would she ever do such a thing?"
The blond one shook his head, "I don't know, but very faintly I can sense darkness enveloping her soul and devouring it."
Richard frowned, his mind turning messy by all this. However, if the cultist is saying the truth then his mother should have told him. And what about Bella? Why was she in the same state as Bellarine?
'I need to find some clue about their situation...' Richard began to search around the place to see if he could find something related to their condition.
Through her office to the bedroom, he began to search around thoroughly.
While he was searching her working table, he suddenly found a diary which was familiar to him.
It was the same diary which Bellarine forbade him from reading.
'I hope I can find something from this...'
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This diary was no common diary one could buy at a local store. It was an artefact made with the concept of protecting the information stored in it with utmost security.
If not for Richard recognising its mechanism on time the diary would have been destroyed.
He fed his blood to the diary before the writings of his mother appeared.
Naturally, as a magic-infused diary, it had countless pages to provide a single space in which the user could store numerous memories.
And seeing the number of pages Richard had flipped, he knew his mother needed something like this.
Almost everything in the diary was related to Richard. His first footstep, to his first time speaking. Those sweet moments they spent together and how painful it was for her without him. Every single thing in details of everyday life which involved him were included in the diary.
Many times, Richard became emotional and started reading some random pages which reminded him of those days when they were training together, eating together, sleeping together and whatnot. However, he collected his thoughts and flipped through the pages; searching for that valuable piece of information which he desired to know the most.
It took him quite some time before he reached the far end of the memoir. The diary was strange; the events that happened recently were in the beginning, and Richard couldn't turn the diary to read the incidents of the past, another effect of the artefact.
'Maybe she added this so I get bored mid-way and stop reading...' He inwardly muttered and rubbed his eyes to wipe away the tears accumulating.
Finally, he reached there....a point where several pages were left blank.
*Rustle* *Rustle*
He flipped faster and faster until he read it...
[The past which I left behind]
Richard frowned and wondered if this was something related to the time when Richard wasn't born. Maybe something about his biological father?
However, he was thoroughly surprised to read the text which seemed to be out of place,
[I was thoroughly devastated. He was my everything. My pride, my love and the reason why I was alive. And...he was...snatched away from me. My baby, my Richie...he was taken away by those inhumane creatures. No...none of them deserve to live.
None of them!]
There were wet marks near the end of the pages which told that the writer was crying when she wrote that.
'Wait...Richard died? Fuck!' Richard's eyes widened as he reflexively looked at the lady lying on the bed.
The dark cultist, who introduced himself as Allen, jolted out of his sleep as he asked Richard, "W-What happened?"
Richard slowly removed his eyes from his mother before telling the blond, "It's nothing. Go back to sleep."
Allen did as he was told and Richard started reading again.
From what he read just now, it seems Bellarine has experienced the previous timeline and has seen Richard die.
But how can it be? And how was it connected to her current condition?
'I should keep reading...' Prioritising their health for now, he continued to find more clues.
After that, there were several pages of gap again. He flipped and flipped...until he reached there.
[I...made the deal with the Devil. I, the member of the Scarlette clan and the ex-Duchess, died while battling against one of the four Heavenly Demons, under the command of the Death God.]
[Impressed by my ability to slaughter thousands of Bates within a week, he gave me an offer...]
Richard didn't like where this was going,
[...to let me be reborn in the same world as my baby. ]
[I was told by the Heavenly Demon that if I can sacrifice people then I can be reborn in the same world as my baby. He just wanted me to cause as many deaths as I could to make him stronger, in exchange.]
[As such, after rebirth, I began to learn more about the world. About their science and how things worked. I became a scientist when I grew up, and thanks to my sharp mind, I was able to get into the same branch where I wanted to be: biotech.]
[I developed a virus which could corrode people's minds and make them insane and cannibal.]
[However, my plan failed. The virus was caught before I could have released it.]
[After that, I had to leave the nation and start a new life.]
[By that time, Richie had been born on Earth in a different body, and I could faintly sense him.]
[I knew I didn't have much time as such, despite how much I wanted, I couldn't go find him. The Heavenly Demon would have surely thrown my soul away for not being able to accomplish my part of the bargain.]
[That's why I found a man who could act as my husband and got myself artificially inseminated.]
[I knew my soul would be forcibly thrown into the void. That's why I have to leave a fragment of my soul behind.]
[That's why I gave birth to a daughter and gave her a part of my soul.]
[I even gave her my name; Bella.]
[When she turned three, I finally brought him to my family.]
[I can't tell how excited I was to see him again. Those eyes, his attitude, his eating manners, his long hair, everything was the same. I never even once felt that I was embracing someone else, when I hugged him.]
[However, my body was weakening slowly, and those sweet moments came to a final pause when one day I died in an accident.]
[....and surprisingly woke up in this world. How and why, I don't know. And guess what, Richard was back!]
[He was back!]
[I couldn't express how happy I am right now to see him beside me again!]
[Now I can protect him from every danger and live a happy life with him.]
Richard heaved a sigh. A long one.
There was a lot to digest and a lot to think about. However, he first read the last page of the diary which hopefully should contain the reason behind her current state.
[Ah, it's ending. The small happy life I had with my baby, is about to end.]
Her handwriting was quite shaky at this part, maybe because she was already feeling the symptoms by then.
[She is here...my daughter is in this world. And now, along with me, she also will be punished.]
Richard frowned and read ahead,
[When I received the Demon's blessing, it came with a grave condition: I was forbidden from transferring any part of my soul to another, for any reason. The Heavenly Demon did not want my power or knowledge to be passed on to anyone else, ensuring that my work could never be continued by another. However, when Bella was born into this world, the Demon sensed her presence—too similar to mine.
He realized that a part of my soul lived within her, violating the terms of the blessing.]
[And now...both Bellas would cease to exist...]
Richard slowly closed the diary and remained silent for a long time.
The virus his mother made in the previous world definitely spread and caused a lot of mayhem that's why she was sent back to this world rather than thrown away in the void.
The reason why she didn't show any sign of being suspicious of him despite rebirth was because she knew it was him all along.
'Goddamn...I was Richard this whole time...a cocky bastard who got humbled amongst humans and reborn as a better person....'
After returning to this world, which was overlooked by the residents of the Dark Star, his mother was under surveillance. And when Bella arrived the Heavenly Demon discerned that she breached the contract.
It wasn't like his mother wanted to breach the contract since she never thought she would get reborn. And to protect Richard in his previous world, he left Bella behind.
'You were protecting me this whole time...'
Heaving a sigh he recalled those days when he lived with his parents. No wonder they never fought and Richard often saw his father exiting his house late at night and returning in the morning.
It turned out he was just an actor. How many revelations?
Everything was now making sense. He understood why things were like this and why Bella had such similarities with Bellarine.
But what about the novel he read in his previous life? Who wrote that? The way the diary is written it was clear that Bellarine was unaware of the way he died. So it was evident that she wasn't the one who wrote the book. And in the first place, Bellarine didn't live until the end, yet the book contained a believable ending.
'I should worry about that later...first I need to find a way to cure them...'
Richard got up and saw that Allen was reading through some books.
Just as Richard was about to ask him something the boy excitedly jumped from his seat and approached Richard,
"Found it! Found it!"
Richard frowned, "What?"
While showing Richard the page of some ritual, he said,
"I found the way to save them!"
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Show menu NOVEL BIN5Novel Struggling as a Villain Chapter 120: Chapter 119- HelpSTRUGGLING AS A VILLAINC120: Chapter 119- Help
The four Heavenly Demons are part of the God of Death. There was no explanation given why the God of Death created four fragments of its soul but what Richard knew was that there are different ways of pleasing each of the Heavenly Demons.
The strongest Heavenly Demon—Ithryx gets pleased when more innocent people die.
Draeth loves seeing women and children wail in despair and die painfully.
Vornyx desires to see the blood of criminals.
And Thalvorn greeds for the blood beasts.
All of this makes up the population of all living beings, and if you try to please all the four demons, you would be making the God of Death stronger.
The one who cursed his mother and sister was Vornyx. And from what Allen said, the only way of curing them is,
"To summon the Great Lord Vornyx."
Richard frowned after hearing that. There is evidence which suggests that if you summon those of the residents of the Dark Star, one could get one wish granted.
Richard thought for a moment before asking, "Can't I summon another Demon and ask them to remove the curse? It would be easier for me to go with Thalvorn."
To be honest it would be easier to please Thalvorn since there are numerous labyrinths and great forests where he could find hundreds of inhumane creatures. And hunting beasts wouldn't be unnatural for him.
However, "There is a chance, but it is believed that the Heavenly Demons don't interfere with others' Apostles. So there is a possibility that your hard work might go to waste if you try pleasing another Demon General."
Richard nodded and decided that he had to hunt down criminals to review his beloved. Now there is nothing that can change his resolve.
With his gaze on Bellarine, he asked, "How many people do I have to possibly kill to summon the Dark Lord?"
Allena walked to stand beside Richard before responding, "Around ten thousand while wearing the ritual mark."
Richard was taken aback, "And what about without that mark?"
Allen thought for a moment before answering with uncertainty, "Around a million?"
Richard's lips parted wide, as he thanked God for taking Allen with him rather than killing him back then.
Richard looked back toward the bed with a frown creasing his brows as he slowly mumbled, "Where can I find those many criminals?"
The local cells across the continents must have twenty to fifty criminals at most. And in the Capital, most of them would be less than a hundred. If he sums up the criminals across Eldoria, then he would get at most five to seven hundred.
Unlike in the previous world, here, criminals mostly get death sentences rather than lifetime imprisonment. So even if Richard roams around the world searching for every cell to slaughter those criminals, he doesn't have much hope of fulfilling the requirement.
Clenching his fist, Richard cursed under his breath.
After finally finding a way of reviving them he can't stop here. No, no...he has to find a way!
"I think I can help you."
Richard and Allen turned around at the same time and found a familiar white-haired old man standing there.
Allen took cover behind Richard, just in case while the redhead asked the Headmaster, "What do you mean by that?" He sounded wary, and he had all the reason to be.
Marcus was a God believer, and someone who despises evil beings and those who help them. Currently, not only was Richard shielding a cultist, but his mother could be seen enshrouded with darkness as well.
Richard was prepared for a battle here since letting anything happen to the two ladies was not something he could ever allow.
Marcus assured him, "Don't worry, I won't attack you or anyone present here. Rather, I would like to help you."
Taking a pause, he added, "I know a place where you can find thousands of criminals, and I have the authority to grant you access there."
Richard frowned, "I don't believe a single word you just said. You, the man who has fought numerous wars against Demons, will help me summon that Demon General?"
Marcus heaved a sigh before reminding Richard, "The four Heavenly Demons and the God of Death, all of them are destined to be revived since until this world exists death can never be stopped. And considering you are willing to kill criminals to save your mother and cousin, I am rather thankful to you."
Richard raised his brows in surprise, "And what if I had gone for another demon like Ithryx or Draeth?"
"Then I would have put you down myself." His tone held severity, and just for a moment, his killing intent washed over the place, making Richard gulp and Allen shriek in fear.
Taking out his glasses, the headmaster cleaned them as he added, "Look, Richard, Bellarine is a very important asset, not just for Eldoria, but for humanity. How she got involved in all this is not within my knowledge, but as her teacher, I know that Bellarine can never side with the Evil and betray her people."
With his voice turning a little serious, he added, "And not like I am offering my help only for Bellarine's sake."
Richard frowned, but before he could have asked anything, the Headmaster changed the topic, "The place you will be going is called The Endless Hold. Those who have committed grave sins are sent there. It is situated in a different dimension and time doesn't flow in there like ours. Even if you spend a whole year there, only a week would pass here, so you can take your time."
Taking a pause, he added, "I will send you there with some false charges, and exactly fourteen days later, I will bring you back under the excuse of bringing you before the Emperor. You have to finish your work by then."
"And what if you change your mind?" Richard asked. He was aware of this jail he had just spoken of.
A different dimension which contains culprits of the very early ages. Either you die there or become accustomed to living in hell.
Eden asked, "Do you have any other options other than taking my help? After all, your cultist friend doesn't seem to have enough energy to retain that time-freezing bubble for long."
Richard glanced at Allen and found the blondie slowly nodding as he said, "I won't be able to contain them inside for more than ten days. At best, twelve."
Richard had no other option. He couldn't go ask for Deities' help since he knew they would never help someone who has been blessed by a Demon. Rather, they might send some apostles to finish Bellarine off.
He can't rely on anyone else since his mother has numerous enemies across the globe, so he has to be careful with whom he shares this news.
After a few moments of silence, Richard nodded, "Okay, I will trust you."
"I thought so." Marcus turned around soon after, and just as he was about to step out, he asked Richard, "If you want to call someone here to take care of your family, then you should do it now. We will be leaving in seven hours."
Leaving those words Marcus disappeared.
Not many people Richard could trust when it comes to his mother's safety. The only person he could think of was Lilia...but how could he bring her here when there was so little time remaining?
'Think Richard think...' With his brows knitted he was contemplating when suddenly a familiar voice called out from behind,
"Young master?!"
Richard turned around, and with his gaze widened, he called out her name, "Lilia?"
"W-What happened to Madame Duchess?" Lilia's eyes were drawn to the bed where Bellarine lifelessly remained laid down.
Richard approached the girl and wordlessly hugged her first.
Lilia was jolted out of her daze by being embraced by her master. She could feel how tense he was and how much he needed to hug someone.
'Fortunately, I didn't hesitate...' After hearing from Amelia that Richard was in the capital and also that he couldn't be located, she didn't think twice before using the Teleportation portal to come here.
While his arms were still wrapped around her, he muttered, "Thanks for coming...I was feeling lost without you."
Although Lilia didn't know what exactly had happened, when she heard his voice, tears welled in her eyes as she soothingly rubbed his back and whispered,
"It's okay now. Everything will be fine, Richard."
Richard was really disoriented after what had happened in these few hours. Reuniting with his sister only to find her near the verge of leaving this world. And then discovering his mother to be in the same state. The revelation of their past...everything just was too complicated to process so suddenly.
But now, with Lilia here, Richard had a feeling that he would be able to save his family.
A lot of risk awaits him but Richard was prepared to take them all. He has reunited with his sister after such a long time and got to know about his mother's devotion towards him.
Now, nothing can stop him from rebuilding this family.
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