On the 40th floor of Enochian Tower, Nocturne was walking down the hallway, leading the way to the Department of Security of Heptara Unies. Shroy was a few steps behind her whereas Iverson was walking right next to him in case he ran away.
Shroy had no intention of escaping, for he knew he couldn’t escape, and he was curious about what was happening to him. Instead, he was quite at ease and he was even in the mood to look at the surrounding scenery.
Shroy: “It sure is the headquarters of Heptara Unies. The decorations are just lavish like hell… Hm!”
When Shroy was secretly criticizing, suddenly someone put an arm around his shoulders from the back and put half of his weight on Shroy cheekily. Suppressing his huffy feeling, Shroy slightly turned his face and looked at the smiley face right before his eyes.
- Iverson: Hey hey hey, don’t look at me like that. I mean no harm.
- Shroy: But your first word to me was a lie.
- Iverson: Wha- that was a white lie. Don’t be such a tiny little man. Come on, let’s chat for a bit.
- Shroy: ...I don’t even know you. How are we supposed to chat?
- Iverson: Oh, right. I haven’t introduced myself. I’m Iverson Walf, a Summoner.
- Shroy: Is she a Summoner too?
Shroy’s eyes turned and glazed over Nocturne who was leading the way. Raising his eyebrow, Iverson put on a cryptic yet pretentious expression and shook his index finger.
- Iverson: Tut-tut. Yes and no.
- Shroy: Don’t act all baffling. Just tell me.
- Iverson: Don't be so impatient. Nocturne used to be a Summoner, but now she’s a Summoner trainer.
Summoner trainer… I can see that. She should have given you some hard times.
- Iverson: Sigh. It was a dark past. Don’t even mention it… You don’t seem like a bad guy so I'll give you a heads-up——you’d better bear up later. The Chief is not an easy-going man.
- Shroy: What’s that supposed to me——
- Nocturne: Here we are.
While chatting, they came to a crimson door right at the end of the corridor. Nocturne’s frigid gaze made Shroy uneasy to ask any further questions. Scared by Nocturne’s gaze, Iverson let go of Shroy, walked a few steps away, and touched his nose.
- Nocturne: Chief, I’ve brought him here.
Silence was the only response, so she knocked and shouted again. Still, nobody answered. As she was about to try for the third time, she found the door was open. With a few seconds of hesitation, she pushed the door and walked in. Immediately, a shocking scene caught the eyes of three——
- Iverson: Chief!
A man with curly hair was lying on the floor. His chest was stained with bright red, in sharp contrast to his pale face. As he heard the noise, he lifted his eyes and reached his arm towards Nocturne while breathing weakly.
- Chief: It’s you… Noc...turne… I… Cough! I… think I can’t make it… I’ll leave the work to you and the Deputy Chief… Argh!
- Nocturne: Is that so? A sick chief is useless so it’s time for cremation.
Turning a blind eye to the dying Chief, Nocturne raised her right hand and conjured magic power to make a blazing flame. Her gorgeous face was even colder than before as if she was really about to burn the Chief into ashes. Sensing a danger signal, the Chief immediately stood up and shouted to stop Nocturne with both his hands in the air.
- Chief: Wa-wait!
- Iverson: …Chief, what are you doing？
- Chief: Sigh. I was up all night because of the assault that happened yesterday. Everybody questioned me, asking what I was doing as the Security Department Chief. All the explaining… I’m just exhausted and that’s why I want to play a joke with you just for some fresh air.
- Shroy: “Playing dead just for some fresh air… It smells like trouble to hand the world’s safety over to this guy...”
As if trying to gain back Shroy’s respect, the Chief put on some decent clothes, leaned against the edge of his desk in the middle of the room, and then looked at Shroy.
The Chief’s face was covered by bangs when he was lying on the floor a moment ago. Now his hair was slicked back and only then Shroy found that there were scarlet streaks going down from his left cheek into the collar, adding an enchanting touch to him.
- Cilovic: I’m Cilovic, the Chief of the Heptara Unies’s Department of Security and the governor of Summoners… You’re that poor wretch who called out heroic spirits from nowhere?
- Shroy: ...
- Nocturne: Chief, we’ve tried but he couldn’t call out any heroic spirit after that.
- Cilovic: Ha, so you’re a one-off wretch.
- Shroy: ...Yeah, and you’re the wretched king leading a bunch of poor wretches.
- Cilovic: Tut. What a biting wit.
Shroy’s sarcasm didn’t seem to hurt Cilovic, who deliberately picked up a file nearby and fiddled with it. His tone and attitude made it like a daily conversation about the weather but Shroy knew that he never let down his guard. Instead, he was just waiting to spot the enemy’s weakness like the most sophisticated machine.
- Cilovic: Shroy Zagudy, sixteen years old. When you were five, you had a car accident which took the lives of both your parents. You were then sent to the Blue Bird Orphanage. The test at the age of twelve showed you have no potential in using magic… Is that true?
Shroy responded to Cilovic with a radiant smile. His smile was so bright and beautiful, yet it gave the people around an indescribable sense of pressure.
- Shroy: I wish that was fake, more than you.
- Cilovic: Haha！You’re a stubborn kid. There aren’t many cases of awakening magic power this late, but nothing’s too strange in this world. Maybe you are just one of them. Let me find out.
- Shroy: You’ll do the test? But the test usually requires at least a supreme Mage in Starmage...
- Iverson: Don’t worry. Even though the Chief is weird, he is good at what he is doing. He could be a famous Mage in the Starmage if only he is willing to fight for it.
- Cilovic: Iverson, should I take this as a compliment or a belittlement?
- Iverson: I’m just being honest.
As Cilovic laughed, he flickered on Iverson’s forehead as a small punishment and walked towards Shroy.
Story Chapter
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Visible Masked Board
First Blood Shield
Enclosed Areas
Fixed 4-Combo Shield
Water Combo Trojan & Team Damage -100%
First Attack CD3
Puzzle Shield EX
