Dark Blaze

Chapter 28

"What just f*cking happened?" Jhàrold uttered profanity while stepping back and forth with his pair hands at both perspectives of his hips. "They will seize me down if I achieved not finish off my quests," Kristinov unfeeling said, shoving his head down while sitting above the seat. Aerline was standing beside Kristinov wrapping herself in the coverings of the bed from frigidness. "So you were saying, those bastards will come until you perish from that bizarre and absurdity orders?" Jhàrold bounced his head with his dispassionate eyes, gazing through the confusion and ire stares between them in the middle of the night. The mage was asleep after cleaning the mess that Kristinov slew in his chamber, the ichor retained vanished as well as the body of the foe from Malice. Aerline is looking down eyeing her fingers at the side of her thighs while shifting the ends - feeling that is her mistake and remorse for disobeying the Knight's order. "Tell them that you try to complete with your full effort but failed?" Jhàrold was trying to think to make a beseech to stop these dark days that Kristinov created just to complete the order that has been given to him.

"That will never be easy, telling them something like that will eventually create more disaster upon each land" Kristinov conflict a reply to Jhàrold, not conceding that will be a good idea to stop it, Kristinov is prevailed waiting to perish himself promptly, he stayed to meet his cease. "How about just trying to unravel what you have done to the world, ruin the beauties of every land, stealing what is not yours can be deciphered if you performed it correctly, and let it out that you accomplish the mission sans telling the truth within it, they only listen and want to see evidence that if you have done it, to illude them to push them to lies that are pretended to be the truth, we can make an illusion of rare items by the mage's assistance, they never try to make convinced of it if it is accurate" Aerline said, a plan that it will work to stop the Malice Realm and to stop more demons to come to the surface from below. She was staring at the candle, the flames moving side to side she peered while hearing them talking gibberish towards hers, the fuzzy blur occurring to her sights while staring at the flames above the flaxen candle that stood above the table ere telling her strategy that made by hers while gaping to the blazes.

"Correct, she is correct, they trust me for many years, this time I can make them believe me" Kristinov stands up, moving the chair away from him as he stood quickly while pointing his finger out, directing to the vast ceiling. "Accurate but where should we start? Your mage is still asleep" Jhàrold hooked his gaze at Aerline while laying his shoulder above the short shelf that is filled with unman potions. "We can start this tomorrow" Aerline stands as well while holding the coverings to wrap and to halt herself from shivering from chillness. Jhàrold will slumber above the slab of the bench that is stood at the right corner nigh the wall.

"I will sleep on the floor" Kristinov said while both of them striding above the spiral stairs. "It will be very dissatisfactory if I see you slumbering above the floor" She said while putting her chin up to see the viewpoint of Kristinov as she felt embarrassed truly - letting the man who helped Connart and helps her twice, sleeps on the floor will be disrespectful towards her. "I will get some sheets" He said after he peered through her eyes deeply, telling the truth before he twirled his head to stare at her shortly. "No I-" Aerline was cut off by Kristinov "I will be good" he said as both of them stand the end of the stairs.

Aerline quickly ran to the guest's door to empty the door for him, she jogged like she was tiptoeing. "You do not have to do that, Lynx" Kristinov said emotionlessly, arriving in after he thank Aerline standing beside the verge of the door. The room was neat, a small bed that only Aerline can fit above was in the middle of the room. Five candles were already lighted up from side to side by the mage. One window was behind the bed, exact middle. They can see the moonlight through the drizzle, stars are dim afar, fuliginous crawls the firmament though, and the breeze of chillness enters the window nevertheless. Kristinov drag some spare sheets above the covering and then laid them above the floor as well as one soft pillow. He dropped his body to the floor and then started to stretch his arms and legs to sleep.