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It seemed that little Aldora had gone around the same hallway four times, and he had yet to find the restroom. Aldora felt scared, not only because he was in an unfamiliar house. This house is too big. Aldora doesn't know the gap. And Gregora is not his parents. Although the man is very good.
“Gregora! Please... Help me!" Little Aldora burst into tears.
Gregora appeared with a big smile in amusement. Saw a bald boy who was frantically looking for the restroom in his house, and couldn't find it. At that time, Gregora's beard was still jet black in color. His eyebrows were thick and his eyes were so clear.
With two sturdy hands he lifted Aldora's body so that it was parallel to his face. "I told you, gray is the washroom door, two right turns, ten steps to the left, in the orange door room from your room."
Aldora started crying even louder. He was desperate. Not feeling comfortable in this house, everything looks so flashy and terrible.
"Hey, hey, alright, I'll take you, kid." Gregora put Aldora on the floor. Then led him to where he was headed.
Those memories are long gone. Of course Gregora never woke up early in the morning to take Aldora to the restroom or accompany him to sleep anymore. But now, after Gregora's death… It feels like Aldora wants to go back to that time. He will do whatever it takes to keep Gregora from becoming a leader in the Coalition. Anything so that what happened today would not be written in the book of destiny.
Aldora let the tears fall and flow down his cheekbones. When he returns from the Coalition building, he is determined to kill his captives immediately, then cremate Gregora. However, it seemed someone had purposely helped him with that. Not only Gregora's corpse. That person has burned down his house as well.
The bald man did not wait any longer. Without caring about her own safety, Aldora rushed into Gregora's house. Even though the fire was already seen licking every crevice of the big house, Aldora was desperate to check. He must find Gregora's body.
In that room, Gregora was already half burned. While Oscar's body was all gone. Aldora recognized the necklace that the Weesa man was wearing. A glass pendant with a light purple tower micro diorama.
Aldora saw the chair he used to tie Felis up. The chair was empty, its position was no longer like the last time he left it. Someone took the prisoner away, or made him escape, or—the girl herself did all this.
Aldora used the jacket she was wearing to put out the fire that was burning Gregora then carried the incomplete body. Aldora tried to get out of there without caring about the roof bars that were starting to crumble because of the flames.
Unfortunately before that happened, an explosion from the direction of the kitchen sent him away. The six pillars supporting the room collapsed. Leaving a loud crash and sparks in the thick clouds of smoke.
Moments later, the Seeka and Weesa people began to flock to the ruins of the house. The fire had started to die out because there was nothing left to burn. The wood material still left has burning coals.
Several men splashed water. The others toured the area to see if the occupants of the house were there. Or maybe it has become fine ashes like other furniture. It's impossible for a fire as bad as this to leave survivors. But they keep trying.
Basically, at a time like this, there is no difference between human women and demons. Some of the Lumons women started gossiping. This is the first time that women from the Seeka and Weesa nations have had a suitable conversation with each other.
Where was Gregora when this house burned down? Does the Coalition know? What is this sign? Punishment from the Heaven God? Or is the God of Hell avenging the death of the Reeda people? Is Gregora dead? How's Aldora? Was Aldora also in the house when this fire happened? And when they couldn't find any of their corpses, people started to draw conclusions about 'Aldora the ungrateful child'.
“I don't think Aldora did it,” accused a Seeka woman.
"Could it be that Gregora and that snotty kid are fighting over power in the Coalition?" Others came up with other issues.
“Gregora… Too bad he's too old.” The Weesa woman responds.
Some Weesas pray for the peace of their souls. And so on, the gossiping didn't stop at all. Everything can be an assumption for everyone. Exactly what Lauren wanted.
***
The smell of the pine forest in the city of Este is still the same as before Felis left it. Mossy, mossy. Mud stains splattered at Felis' feet. A leech crawled quickly and took the opportunity to suck blood from the vein under Felis's ankle.
However, Felis had no time to pay attention to the small creature. Her body bent, and she shivered. Even though the cold air around her was scorching, it didn't stop the sweat from pouring out and making the skin of her forehead glisten. Her hair and bangs were clumpy—sweat dripped from them occasionally.
Her palms were full of blood—busy closing the hole in her right chest. Surprisingly, she's not dead either.
Maybe because there is unfinished business. A new revelation about Laureen—who turns out to be her mother, who dumped her, didn't want her but didn't kill her in the first place either. The woman even asked about Candramawa's safety first, not her! Not Felix.
While thinking, Felis walked on into the forest. She slowed down when she arrived in front of a hut.
“I feel like I've been here…” Felis muttered to herself. Her throat is dry. And it felt weird because usually there was Candramawa who was always by her side to chat. Then Felis decided to go in there. The girl has no goals. So, maybe this hut she can use to rest and spend the night.
The hut was about thirty square meters in area. The shape is only a semi-permanent building that might be built for firewood seekers or hunters who spend the night.
Felis picked up a chair that was lying on the floor and brought herself closer to the heating stove in the corner of the room. This sight was too familiar for Felis, like Dejavu.
Rubbing her arms, she once again scanned the house from the inside. On windows, doors, and walls which are partly made of woven bamboo, also two black stains on the floor. Felis bit her lip. She couldn't remember anything.
Finally, Felis sighed and got up slowly to pick up some moldy firewood. One by one she stacked the wood in the stove, preparing a small space to put the fire she made. Felis gathered strength, intending to make a fire from the collision of two aisikla blades.
“Crang! Crang!” Felis complains about her sexiness. She did not give up until the flicker of fire appeared.
After the fire was finished, she immediately arranged the positions of the woods once again. Unfortunately, Felis was never allowed to remain calm for a moment. Mysterious green smoke emerged from the furnace. Felis flinched. She knew the fog. But enough to be fascinated to be fascinated or try again. With what strength she had left she dodged. As far as she can.
Of course, at a time like this, Felis was betrayed by her own feet. She fell down, just as the leech that was sucking her blood fattened up and released its grunt. The leech bounced back, writhing in confusion when Felis' knees pressed against it—squeezing it until the fat body exploded. Felis head hit the dirt floor. Her consciousness is separate.Download Novelah App
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