a gorgeous white by Heather_anare

255: Captain, you're scaring me

A gruff cough sounded.

It was so heavy that Moulin thought the man would vomit out his organs. Moulin was currently walking behind two heavily built warriors. He made sure to keep his presence hidden as his eyes wandered around him. He was feeling as though he was walking down the great halls of Thundralln in Meian. He wondered how big and how tall were each floor of the tower and how it was built to completion in just eight years.

"Brother, you sick or something?"

"Am not. Its iust something I ate."

Moulin returned his attention to the two males in front of him. The distance between him and the pair was a few meters. Moulin could hear them clearly. He only hoped Kier and Snow wouldn't catch their attention. There was a strange thrill of eavesdropping, and Moulin was curious of whatever it was they would speak about.

The second man clapped the back of his coughing friend and said, "There's no time to bother about that, my friend. It would be best if you worried about your assistance to the captain. It should be an honor for you."

The first man grimaced, "If it weren't for my stomach, I would feel ecstatic. Although I am glad of her return, she dismissed my greetings and ushered me to teach some immature brats." He sighed, "I'm just a substitute for her partner."

"The caster sentinel?"

"He's a better man than me."

"He's skinny-"

"He could drain your blood with one glance." The first man snapped.

Moulin tilted his head. 'Who are they talking about?'

"Enough of that." The first man groaned and held his head. He cracked his neck side to side and released a sigh. "I heard the malibreeds have disappeared at the border. Like gone completely."

Nodding, the second man replied. "I heard. I was there too."

"Where?"

"The border when it all happened. You see, the dark forest has transformed. It turned pure white, enveloped by purifying ice. You should've seen the faces of the mages. They couldn't believe it was the reason that drove all the malibreeds away!"

Surprise filled the first man's expression. He asked about the origin of the ice forest, but his friend only shrugged, stating he had no knowledge about it.

Moulin parted his lips as his eyes widened. The forest... it didn't melt away yet? How?

He stared at his hands and slightly narrowed his eyes. Purifier... What the hell does this mean for him?

"Ao!"

Snow suddenly jumped down Moulin's shoulder and skittered between the legs of the first man. The man jumped in fright as he raised his leg. If it wasn't for his friend, he could've fallen face-first on the floor.

"Snow!" Moulin shouted. Another thing that scared the two men.

Muttering an apology, Moulin smiled as he slipped between the two men. His hand beckoned Kier who instantly growled as he moved through the pair. The two men immediately made way for the black beast, and their foreheads turned sweaty.

Kier growled at them before he chased after Moulin's figure. When the wolf slowly disappeared before their eyes, the two men sighed heavily. Honestly, they felt like their souls were being sucked out of their bodies during the last minute.

"Snow! Stop!" Moulin called. He swore that when he catches the little brat, he was going to throttle him. He chased the fox until they exited the hallway and entered a huge circular area-the Arena.