Apollo's pov
Lately, things aren't working as I wanted it to be.
[Creator, the spy insects we send to the places found on the diaries from the
Monastery paladins, are nothing but ordinary people living their lives. We haven't got any trace that can connect to the gods of the revolutionary church]
"Well that is okay but we still continue our search"
[I will Creator]
I already expected that since the news of the Monastery's destruction would have spread all over the empire. So I am certain those fools will cut off all their traces on the places they used to visit.
"I should have investigated those places earlier"
It can't be helped since I have too much information and analyzing them all takes a bit of ti.
I thought maybe I was just unlucky and all I needed to do was maximize the search, though ti went by and things didn't go well. I still didn't get any information about my enemies.
Furthermore, they made no appearance during the World Tree incident.
"It's as if they never cared"
Perhaps it's because they already got what they wanted.
"An infinite supply of life and mana, characteristics of a world tree"
Such a thing will cause a headache and one more thing I should add up to my concerns.
That guy Nero, strangely both that man and the other dukes can't find anything on him.
"He is so clean that he is so suspicious"
And so to change the phase of my mind I thought about the girl that gave my sister a rose. My sister Athena never made that face before. Oftentis she would wear a deceitful mask that would please the people around her. So for the first ti, I saw her genuine smile, one that didn't have any hint of deception. I instantly knew whoever caused that must have been important to her.
So I must acquire her, because unlike my brother she doesn't have anyone important around her. She doesn't have a fiancee to love, a position to keep or even a teacher that is too important to lose. I also know that sohow she doesn't have much desire for things. That also made wonder if I am not the only person in our family who is feeling miserable.
However it doesn't matter, my desire cos first before them.
So why?
How co it ends like this?
Why?
Just why I'm holding a person who's already dead yet I'm still desperate to save her.
Then I felt a touch, suddenly my nerves began to calm though I still couldn't dare to stop.
"Let her go now Apollo, my sister is truly gone"
It was Lena, it seed she was here already, her voice was mourning though I could hear a bit of acceptance in it.
"Apollo"
Accompany by that voice is a grip on my wrist.
It was Alicia
I already know what she wants to say so I slowly let go of the cold body in my arms, and let her little sister embrace her.
[She was fifteen minutes dead, Creator it was ready too late when you arrived]
"I see" I could only reply while my body was slowly taken by Alicia.
[I was already reporting that to you but you weren't listening]
"I am sorry"
[It's okay, I know you are rembering so unpleasant mories]
Then my head aches a bit as a sudden mory vividly appears inside .
"Apollo" I heard a voice as well as a gentle touch on my body.
"Are you okay?" it added and slowly my clouded mind began to clear. The fog of confusion began to dissipate and there I saw Alicia as well as my other friends. All bearing a concerned expression.
"When did you guys arrive here?" I can only ask not knowing when they followed us.
"Didn't they say they wanted to rest?" I thought though I soon found out the reason.
"We just arrived a while ago"
"We ca as soon as Alicia sent us a ssage, but when we arrived we saw you not responding to our words while there was a dead body with you"
Keith and Blair both calmly explained while my other classmates talked with the teachers.
"Is he fine now?" A man wearing an article of white clothing asked, it seems he is part of the dic. Since my mind is well now I answered.
"I am okay sir I think I just felt nauseous"
"That is okay student Apollo, it must be your first ti seeing a dead body so it's understandable you will be shocked"
"Oh, yes I guess I felt like that"
I awkwardly answered him though I know my friends have their own opinion about what the dic said. Your next chapter is on empire
"I will leave you now but please take this dication in case you feel any headaches or signs of nausea"
"I will take them thank you," I told him then the dic left since he needed to tend to the other students who also witnessed the tragic scene.
Now I wonder what happened to her
[Lena?]
"Yes"
[If I am not mistaken we were supposed to use her yet now you are worrying for her]
"Out of all the people here, I think, I am the one who can most relate to her"
Strangely Jeremiah went silent which for was but rare, he would often ask questions about my decision especially when my emotion was the reason for it.
[I understand]
I montarily closed my eyes to focus and when I finally took over my emotions I opened them again.
"Alicia," I said and imdiately she responded "Yes?"
"How is she?"
I saw her expression change, from that of a cold-hearted person devoid of any reaction, to soone who looked concerned.
"The teachers are currently taking care of her, and while you were out I already talked to the security, you don't need to explain yourself to them"
I felt relieved all of a sudden, honestly, I was not in the mood to talk.
"Apollo you should leave and rest, we will stay here and keep watch, we will report to you anything we see"
McKenzie suggested to which I didn't refuse.
"Alright, I think I need so rest"
[I will leave a fragnt of myself here to investigate so take ti to calm your mind]
"Thanks"
[You are very welco, Creator]
The day I thought I could finally start my plan turned into a day of mourning. A life was taken and according to the investigation, it was due to suicide.
I am on my bed my thoughts are still going back and front until a certain mory relapses in .
It was a ti when I was in the duchy, a hazy mory I always wanted to forget. However, no matter how many tis I tried, I just couldn't bury them.
I was young yet it must been the real reason why such mories kept living inside my head.
As far as my life inside the duchy goes, all that I rember is a dull and gray atmosphere that always follows . I tried to run countless tis but all I received our shackles. At that ti I kept wondering how their world could be so full of colours while mine is filled with only one, a dull and silent grey.
I wanted it as well, I wanted to smile like them however all I get are contempt, whips and chains.
Every ti they saw they would put those things on until my vision turned red.
"Young master...hurry you must leave!"
Who is that?
Did soone speak?
"Young master!"
Before I knew soone recklessly lifted and removed all the restraints that chained .
"Co now please"
Her voice was quite strained as she said that.
Is she?....crying?....why?
I thought while my body felt being itchy
That hurts just what is going on?
I questioned however the weight of my body soon made sleep for a couple of hours. When I woke up I found out the one who saved was none other than my sister's maid, Clarita Ashcliff.
Ever since that day she would help secretly and treat my wounds that soon turn into scars. I was happy and for the first ti, I saw a different colour aside from gray and red. It was so beautiful and dazzling that it almost blinded my eyes.
"By the way, sister Rita is that a bruise?"
"Ah, this, young master I accidentally fell on the stairs so I ended up like this"
"Then let treat you this ti"
"?"
"Yes! You always heal my wounds so I should do the sa right?" I smiled even when so of my teeth were missing.
I was trying to comfort her because I knew that sohow she was breaking faster than .
I didn't sit still either I tried to stop and help her because I knew, so of the other servants of the duchy were becoming unkind to her because of . There are tis I told her to just ignore but all she did was smile.
A few days went by and the butler was the only person I could ask about her situation fortunately he would make a quick move against those servants who bully her.
I really did my best, I tried, I really did everything I could do.
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