Chapter 3: Chapter 02

Caesar looked down coldly. He was suspicious but at the same time relaxed as he leans on the railing to hear his next words.

He nodded in approval and beckoned him to speak.

The waiter smiled satisfied and parted his lips open.

"Tonight, I would like you to check out onto the duchess within her room on the west wing."

He couldn't help but stood up hastily and frown upon his words. He was suspicious.

How did he know where his mother's location where she is clearly hidden from the mass?

"That's all?"

He raised a brow in question. The waiter smiled in return as he stood up, his sapphire blue eyes shone.

"That will be all..."

"Then leave."

Giving out his final command for him, the man bowed his head and turned to leave. Before he could leave, Caesar widen his eyes in realization and raised his hand as he called him out.

"Wait, what is your name?"

The waiter softly turned his head and looked at him. Giving him a suspicious vibe, he grinned as he titled his head.

"I go by Jack, please call me Jack."

As he gave out his name, the wind blew disturbing his hairstyle and eyesight towards the man who claims himself by the name 'Jack.'

Before he could finally get away from his long bangs of his, he found no one in front of him and not a speck of dust in front of the door handle or any sign of him leaving.

He looked around in suspicion but soon gave up. He clenched his fists in frustration and turned around as he looked up at the night sky.

The moonlight of the full moon shone on him brightly. He inhaled the refreshing air into his lungs and let it out.

'Should I go and check her out?'

He quietly thought as he gazed at the moon.

"Hah..."

He let out a breath and turned towards the door.

{...aniyo...}

Caesar stopped as he grabbed the doorknob. As the cool energy circled over the light sky blue eyes, his pupils shrank in shock.

He breathed in briefly and his pupils returned in place before they faded away.

He turns his head to look around to see nothing. That foreign sound!

'No... That can't be that one voice I heard...'

He pursed his lips as he thought. He looked around fiercely to make sure and still nothing. He couldn't help but frown at the disturbing thoughts he was having.

As he clenched his fists, he felt a metal-like taste in his mouth.

"Blood?"

At the realization, he snapped at his negative thoughts and touched his lips. He sighed thoughtlessly and blankly glanced at the door.

The curtains were draped down where he considered himself lucky. He took two deep breaths and let them out.

Finally calming down, he placed his hands once again to open the door. 

Nothing.

This time there wasn't a noise. Only the cold air blew against his right ear which made him flinch.

He stood calm as he returned to his cold posture and finally open the door fully and went back inside the warm and melodious banquet.

He hurriedly went in without looking back.

Now there was only silent and cold terrace with no life on it. Unknowingly to Caesar, a shape of a misty youngster stood silently as he stared at the shut door.

He blinked his almond eyes and tilted his head. Opening his mouth, a strange language came out his lips.

{...geuneun wae geuleohge geubhae boyeoss-eulkka?...}

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(A/N: Translated at the bottom of the chapter)

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In the dark hallway of the west wing mansion of the duchy, a form of a youngster slowly walked towards a place. 

No. There was only one destination as this hall only held a few rooms despite its huge, spacious area.

The youngster stopped in front of a door. His blue eyes shone slightly, reaching towards the doorknob, and a loud thud could be heard from inside the room.

"Kyaaaaa—!"

A high-pitched scream pierced his ears then it abruptly stopped. He immediately swung the door open and stared in shock at what he is witnessing.

A man dressed in black that blended with the shadow was raising his flaming sword towards a sickly and pale woman who was laying motionless on the floor. 

Caesar stiffened and looked at the invader for a moment and then slowly towards the woman.

Whoosh

The man didn't hesitate to swing his sword right under the eyes of the boy coldly toward the woman in front of him. Before he could think Caesar's body moved on its own.

His heart beat sped up as he hurriedly reached out his hands towards his mother who was pitifully laying down on the cold marble floor.

Slash

He was too late. In his hands were nothing but blood as he was unsuccessfully able to take hold of his mother. His hands trembled.

He stretched his arms to take hold of his bleeding mother who was slowly losing her warmth.

Caesar blankly stared at his once breathing yet fragile woman who only stayed in bed.

"W-what..?"

He felt something hot burning within his eyes slowly descending on his face. He couldn't bear to even identify the pain as he tightly held her in his arms.

He couldn't help but feel rage slowly raising through his head as he stares intensely at the culprit. 

The man was about to escape through the window. But before he did, he turn his head towards Caesar.

Caesar could not recognize the man's face as he became blind with rage as if he would bounce on him at any time. He didn't though.

No, it's just that he couldn't do it.

The air itself was stiffening for him to even move because of his intense emotions swirling within him unable to hold his reasoning.

He was still not a high-leveled swordsman as he could feel the strong aura from him.

Thick and eerie energy slowly but chaotically released from his body as his reddened eyes looked towards the man.

His hand rose towards the direction of the window the man stood at.

Ziiing—

The man couldn't help but smile creepily towards the energy that was chaotically gathering within the boy's hand. 

It's been so long since he felt the thrilling excitement to find a strong being finally brought to this strange world.

But he couldn't help but sigh in regret as he wasn't supposed to do anything outside of his mission.

The energy was finally gathered as it swiftly went towards its target.

Boom!

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Guess the language I used and the youngster's nation!

ainyo = no

geuneun wae geuleohge geubhae boyeoss-eulkka? = why did he seem in such a hurry?

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