The Anomaly Beyond The System Chapter 143: W-Where did she take my brother?!

Chapter 143: W-Where did she take my brother?!

For a short mont, none of them understood what had just happened.

Lucian and Valentina had simply vanished—with no movent, no sound.

The room itself remained the sa, yet the atmosphere abruptly changed the mont both of them disappeared.

Then suddenly—

Lia shot up from the couch.

“W-Where did she take my brother?!”

Her voice echoed loudly throughout the room as panic instantly settled in her face.

One second ago, Lucian had still been sitting right beside her, and then suddenly—that crazy, big-breasted redhead had taken him away with her.

Seraphina also stiffened faintly, feeling the familiar restlessness resurface within her chest again.

But unlike her, Lia couldn’t suppress her emotions outwardly at all.

Her golden eyes imdiately snapped toward Vivienne.

“You—tell , where did she take him?!”

Her voice echoed with obvious anger, but Vivienne, who had also noticed her mother’s absence, didn’t seem particularly surprised.

In truth, she had already suspected sothing like this would happen, especially after seeing her mother’s expression earlier, so… it was sowhat expected.

Finally, Vivienne turned her attention back toward Lia, who had a furious expression on her face.

“I don’t know,” she answered flatly, calmly leaning slightly against the couch.

“But according to her words… She probably took him away to train him as her disciple.”

Hearing her words, both Lia and Seraphina frowned.

“Train?”

Lia repeated the word again, confusion written clearly across her face.

“Train for what?”

Rather than answering her, Vivienne rely shook her head at their lack of understanding. She didn’t have the interest—or the patience—to explain everything thoroughly either.

Slowly, she stood up from the couch, the elegant silver nightgown draped around her body shifting softly with her movents.

“I don’t have any more ti for pointless chit-chat right now.”

There was still work waiting for her, especially regarding the search for Lia’s mother—and according to their information, neither Lucian nor Lia knew the truth behind her disappearance.

Both of them believed their parents had died in a car accident, absolutely having no idea what had truly happened.

Vivienne lightly brushed her hand over her dress before fully turning toward them.

“If you have any questions, ask Kanna or any of the other maids.”

She spoke casually while ignoring their strange, quizzical looks. Then her gaze shifted toward the black-haired maid standing silently behind her couch.

“Kanna,”

Kanna imdiately bowed her head respectfully.

“Take care of them.”

“Yes, Lady Vivienne.”

Then, Vivienne’s golden eyes shifted toward Lia once more.

“And Alia…”

Lia instantly frowned again, seeing the sharp expression on the redhead’s face.

“I don’t care what you do, but start learning about vampires properly. And get used to your fire.”

Lia didn’t like the commanding tone and her expression, as though she was looking down at soone weaker than herself.

But—

“What about Brother?” she imdiately asked instead, making Vivienne’s lips twitch slightly.

It genuinely felt as though Lia hadn’t listened to a single word she had just said.

In so ways, Lia was even more annoying than Lucian himself.

“I told you, I don’t know where he is,” she repeated herself, then seeing the restlessness and unease still lingering across both Lia and Seraphina’s faces, she finally added once again.

“You don’t need to worry about that bastard. Mother wouldn’t kill her disciple.”

‘But whether he’ll remain ntally alive afterward is another issue entirely.’

Of course, she didn’t add that part outwardly.

She enjoyed chaos, but she didn’t have the mood to deal with the ss those two would create after hearing sothing like that.

Lia and Seraphina’s expressions relaxed slightly after hearing her words, but the worry on their faces didn’t disappear completely.

Then suddenly, Vivienne turned her head toward Seraphina specifically.

“And Lucian’s mother, huh?”

A strange smirk spread across her lips afterward, making Seraphina faintly frown.

Her icy-blue eyes narrowed as she sensed so hidden aning behind those words, causing a brief feeling of unease to rise within her.

But ignoring that uneasy feeling, Vivienne simply turned around and walked out.

And once again, silence fell over the chamber.

Seraphina quietly remained seated on the couch for several seconds, her gaze lowered toward the polished floor beneath them.

Lia stood there restlessly, unable to sit back down properly.

“Lady Alia. Miss Seraphina.”

Kanna’s flat voice broke through the silence, making them shift their attention toward the maid.

“I’ll guide you both to your rooms.”

Lia glanced toward Seraphina, who slowly stood up from the couch, her expression outwardly calm once again—the sa calm expression that only made Lia frown harder.

Despite that composed look, Lia could still see the distress hidden within her gaze, and honestly, Lia herself was just as worried, if not even more.

That insane woman had suddenly taken her brother sowhere unknown, and she genuinely had no idea whether he would be alright or not.

And trusting Vivienne’s words?

No.

There was absolutely no way she would blindly believe that bitch.

“Lady Alia, you don’t need to worry about him.”

Lia turned toward the maid again, whose expression remained as emotionless and flawless as a carefully crafted porcelain doll, looking like soone who had never smiled a single day in her life.

Lia silently stared at her for a few seconds before finally giving a small, reluctant nod.

Afterward, Kanna quietly guided both her and Seraphina down the long hallway to their respective rooms, which were positioned right beside each other, separated only by a single wall.

For a brief second, their eyes t each other’s. Neither of them spoke, because there was simply too much weighing upon their hearts right now.

Slowly, Lia pushed open the door and stepped inside.

The room was enormous, perhaps even as large as the hallway in their own house.

When she had woken up earlier, she hadn’t properly noticed the room around her. Even now, her mind was overwheld with too many thoughts—concern and worry for her brother most of all—and she barely paid attention to the room itself.

The mont the door closed behind her, she walked toward the bed before collapsing face-first onto the mattress, sinking into the soft surface beneath her.

Her face buried deeply into the sheets while her black-and-crimson hair spread ssily across the bed.

Complete silence fell over the room. Her body remained motionless, and she didn’t even lift her face from the mattress.

Inside her head, all the mories slowly resurfaced one by one.

The enormous worm tearing through the ground.

The screams.

The blood.

Her brother—disappearing inside that monster.

Her fingers curled against the bedsheets.

Then even more mories began flooding into her mind—mories that felt as though they belonged to soone else.

Despite being consud by her furious rage at the ti, she still rembered every single second clearly.

And buried within the mattress, Lia’s hidden face gradually grew paler and paler.

‘I… did all that… to my…’

The thought nearly shattered before she could even finish it. Her body trembled faintly as she rembered attacking her brother, forcing herself onto him when he had already been on the verge of death.

Her breathing grew heavier and uneven, and heat silently exploded throughout the room. The air itself grew hotter and hotter, enough to make a normal person start sweating the mont they stepped inside.

But Lia didn’t even notice as her mind was already too overwheld.

Just then, her eyes widened slightly.

Back then… against the enormous monster, she had used her fire affinity—sothing she had been struggling to even grasp. Yet at that mont, she had wielded it as naturally as breathing.

Even now, she didn’t understand how, but she could clearly feel the power of fire flowing within her.

But there was another question that kept surfacing in her mind.

Just earlier, when Lucian drank her blood, she had heard sothing—like a chi in her head.

But before she could think further, her mind drifted to the mory of Lucian tightly holding her against the wall, his arms wrapped around her body.

His eyes filled with sothing dangerous and hungry.

Then—

His fangs sank into her neck as he roughly sucked the blood from her body.

“Mmh—!”

Letting out a muffled sound, she abruptly rolled onto her back, her breathing growing heavier as heat spread across her entire face.

Her breasts rose and fell rapidly.

If soone had entered the room right then, they would have imdiately frozen upon seeing her appearance. Her pale skin had turned completely red, almost unnaturally so, the color spreading all the way down her neck.

“Ha… ha…”

She was almost confused for a mont. Her mind felt chaotic, as if every emotion seed amplified far beyond reason.

It genuinely felt as though soone had taken her emotions and multiplied them a hundredfold.

She couldn’t think properly. She couldn’t calm herself down.

But then, rembering what she had been thinking about before, Lia forcibly redirected her attention elsewhere.

“Haa… Status.”

The mont those words left her lips, a large golden screen flickered into existence before her eyes, the familiar system panel silently in the air.

Lia slowly read the words before her, but after only a second—

“W-What?”

Her voice broke, trembling violently as she stared at the panel before her.

The embarrassnt that had been consuming her only monts earlier vanished in an instant, as though cold water had been poured over her entire body.

The heat on her face disappeared imdiately, replaced by sheer horror.

…

anwhile—

Seraphina was now inside a different room from the one she had originally woken up in.

Though it was just as luxurious, if not even more so.

She slowly looked around the room, and despite having already seen such extravagance, the sheer luxury still left her a bit stunned.

But her mind wasn’t focused on that right now.

She was deeply worried about her son, just like Lia was, but… Seraphina still had so trust in him.

The won in this place didn’t seem like they would harm him—no, on second thought, they looked like the kind of people who might tear him apart without hesitation if they wished to.

Seraphina’s expression tightened once again, unease stirring within her chest.

Absentmindedly, her fingers slowly trailed along her opposite arm.

Her brows furrowed faintly, and lowering her gaze, she quietly looked at her hands and the exposed skin not covered by her nightgown.

The clothing she was wearing was soft and comfortable, but it did nothing to hide the old scars stretching across her pale skin—the ugly reminders she had always kept concealed from others.

“Miss Seraphina.”

The sudden voice startled her faintly.

Her body stiffened before she imdiately lifted her head, only to see the expressionless maid standing just a small distance from her.

She hadn’t even heard the maid enter the room, making her narrow her eyes.

Kanna, completely ignoring the suspicion in Seraphina’s gaze, spoke calmly.

“Do you have a problem with your clothing?”

Her tone remained flat and controlled.

“Would you want sothing else?”

Seraphina blinked once.

She was genuinely surprised by the maid’s observation, not expecting her to notice sothing so subtle so quickly.

For a mont, she said nothing.

Lowering her gaze once more, Seraphina’s fingers slowly brushed across the old scars covering her arm.

Her eyes dimd faintly, drawing forth the darkness buried within her heart once again.

“Yes,” she answered quietly after a few seconds.

She hated showing her scars to others, disliked seeing the sympathy in their eyes—or the strange looks they often gave her.