Grand Magus Zenonia was a well-known, notorious traitor who played a key role in the elves' invasion of the Magus Academy, along with a dozen of her followers, so of whom died under Ery's blade.
And right now, Ery was posing as one of them, supposedly an ally to the elves. Despite the fact he knew it was an extrely risky action that could potentially lead to his doom, Ery still decided to do it anyway hoping to get information from the group of dark elves.
Ery was surprised by the first bit of information he got from the dark elves. The latter claid the deceased grand magus had her own Khaos space—one of the four special spaces—that she never shared with her followers.
It seed that playing around in this matter would be the best way for Ery to hide his own Khaos space. Upon receiving such an intimidating demand from the dark elf grand magus, Ery decided to take the risk and co up with the best solution he could.
"I am sorry, Elder, but I can't tell you where it is."
"Huh?!" The dark elf grand magus narrowed his eyes, glaring at Ery as a formless pressure descended on him. "Are you trying to take it for yourself? With just you two puny magi?"
He quickly shook his head, saying, "No. That's not it, Elder. I'm actually keeping it for my master."
"What?! Your master?! Your master is dead!"
Ery took a pause before saying, "No, we are trying to help my master recover from her wounds."
Those words seed to shock the grand magus quite a bit, as evidenced by his facial expression.
Seeing the other party seed to believe his words, Ery pressed on and told the story he had concocted, twisting the fact of his soul being shattered into an explanation of Zenonia's current condition. After all, weaving the truth into a web of lies was the best way.
"Your master is really still alive!" The dark elf grand magus asked, disbelief in his tone. When he saw Ery nod his head, he snorted and said, "Hah! I knew that woman would not die that easily!"
Seeing how the grand magus reacted to his fabricated story, Ery inwardly felt quite proud of the idea he ca up with. Not only did it divert the other party's attention away from the issue of his identity, but it also gave the man a reason not to casually ss with him.
A big part of the reason why he dared to lie like that was because no one other than himself saw firsthand how Zenonia died, so the news she was still alive could be plausible.
There was a mont of silence, before the dark elf grand magus spoke again. "If what you said is true, then tell her to co see ! I want to talk to her directly."
"My apologies, Elder. I have tried my best to communicate with my master, but to no avail. It will take ti to accept your request. But… I promise to imdiately contact you at the earliest possible."
Ery could clearly see from his face that the dark elf grand magus still had doubts about him. But at this mont, he noticed the peak stage magus, who was standing beside the latter, seed distracted by sothing.
A mont later, he turned to the grand magus and said, "Talaro, we are being summoned by the Empress. We should go now."
The grand magus looked irritated, but still nodded his head to show he understood. He then turned to look at Ery, "This is not over yet. I have seen your face. I will find out who you two really are."
After saying those words, the man told the third cloaked figure, the Crescent Moon magus, to stay and watch over Ery and Morgana, before turning to the other one. "Let's go, Ezekiel."
Ery was slightly taken aback hearing the two nas because they seed to bring back so mories of the past. Now that he thought about it, the two figures were sowhat familiar.
He was starting to think they might have t in the past. However, he could also be wrong, as all dark elves tend to look the sa to him.
With the two dark elves gone, Ery finally had the chance to observe the third one. It was only at this mont he realized that, even though his skin was pale, the figure was actually a human.
A young male human who looked not much older than him.
In fact, his face also looked familiar. However, Ery could not put a na to the face.
While Ery was working his mind, the young, pale human magus spoke in a calm tone. "I don't believe your story one bit."
Although caught off guard by those words, Ery maintained his composure and used the sa strategy as he said, "Why don't you believe it? Who else do you think we could be?"
As if he had expected such a response from Ery, the young man said, "All elves think you half-bloods are the sa, but I don't. I know wolves are enemies of bats... So in answer to your question, I think you were part of the group that killed the great magus, that kid and his wolf master!
Those the pale young magus referred to were none other than Ery and Lucius Corvin. Since the forr's death was technically confird by the discovery of his corpse, the one the magus alleged was the sole survivor, the Corvin Patriarch.
Staring at the young man, Ery had to admit he was sharp. However, what caught his attention was the way he spoke of Zenonia. It was almost as if he were fond of the bat half-blood grand magus.
Nevertheless, not willing to give up on his new cover story yet, Ery asked the young man back.
"What do you need from to believe I am who I say to be?"
"Of course, I need evidence that the Grand Magus sent you here. Even if she was really in such a terrible condition as you said, the guardian of Khaos would still give you so information about what's happening here."
The young man eyed Ery suspiciously as he spoke, silent as he waited for an explanation. Luckily, Ery managed to co up with the best answer, which he chose after he realized who the person he was talking to was.
He calmly said, "Unfortunately, the guardian was very difficult to communicate with. Hence, we don't have much information to prove who we are. But at the very least we were told of your na... you are one called Cole, aren't you?"
The ntion of that na successfully changed the young man's deanor.
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