Fragile Phantasy

Part 15

Under the veil of night, KC and Edgar strolled through the bustling streets of the capital in search of something to eat. The air was thick with the scent of street food and laughter, Edgar's attention was suddenly captured by the sight of a fancy brothel, and he turned to his companion with an enticing offer. "Dude, would you want to have a good time?" he asked.

The courtesans standing outside the establishment welcomed them with smiles and promises of entertainment. "Hey boys, stay here," one of them said. "I promise we will entertain you any way you want."

But KC was not interested. He turned away from the brothel and started to walk home. Edgar was confused. "Hey dude, what's the problem? Seems you don't like hot women?" he asked.

"What's wrong with him?" a courtesan asked Edgar while dragging him back inside.

Edgar shook his head. "I don't have an idea," he whispered to himself. "I don't know why he sometimes acts like that. He wouldn't let me know the baggage he's carrying?"

KC didn't turn around, and he just kept walking. As he reached the farm where he worked, he lay down on his bed and looked up at the starry sky. Memories of his past resurfaced in his mind, he wanted to be noticed by the girl he liked, but even if he tried so hard to change himself and hide all of his weakness on a smiling and confident front just to impress others, one's they knew how pathetic and weak he really is, they treat him like garbage.

"I will never let that happen again," he vowed to himself before closing his eyes. "Without the watch power, pretty sure everyone will leave me, just like then. So it is better not to get too close to others as long as possible, it's better to maintain distance."

Meanwhile In the heart of the city, deep in the underground, an illicit auction was underway. The auction was owned by a powerful mafia, led by the infamous Don Harper. Thanks to his connections with the capital's emperor, Maximus, no one dared to challenge the group of ruthless criminals known as the Hyenas, not even the territorial leaders.

The auction was a grand affair, attended by the city's wealthiest and most influential individuals. The announcer of the auction took center stage and captured the attention of the guests.

"Before the auction starts, we invite you to indulge in some delicacies," he announced, and at once, a bevy of expensive dishes were brought out by a stunning maid with fair skin, scarlet hair, and a curvaceous Latina-like body.

The guests were entranced by her beauty, and the announcer was no exception. "Who is that beautiful maid, Don?" he asked Don Haper, who was leisurely smoking a cigarette.

"It looks like she's caught your eye, boy. She's a new recruit, and we don't have much information on her yet. But with her alluring beauty and top-notch skills, the gang immediately accepted her," Don Haper explained.

The announcer approached the maid, eager to learn more about her. "Hello, what's your name, and do you have a boyfriend?" he asked.

She returned a flirtatious look. "It's Zeline, and it's up to you to find out," she replied with a coy smile, handing him her wine glass.

The announcer was intrigued. "Secretive, eh? I like this one. The night is young, milady," he whispered to himself.

With the use of her magical abilities, Zeline served the guests with lightning-fast speed floating in air. Meanwhile, Don Haper raised his glass full of wine, and the guests followed suit, clapping in unison.

But in a matter of seconds, all the guests fell unconscious. Zeline seized the opportunity to grab the valuable jewels and make a run for it.

"You can't run away from us!" the guards shouted as they chased her. But with her wind magic, Zeline managed to escape their clutches with ease.