In their grand scheme to uplift the Holy Milishial Empire's capability to fight against the enemy of all races, the Ancient Sorcerous Empire, the six Roguerider siblings not only utilized their Roguerider Foundation but also actively sought support from influential entities such as the governmental Ministry of Ancient Sorcerous Empire Countermeasures and the clandestine Order of the Ancients. Thankfully their individual talents succeeded in attracting the attention of both, with the former eagerly welcoming a massive boost in their initiatives, while the latter saw the potential of wielding—or guiding—the siblings' talents for the greater good. Unbeknownst to both, however, they inadvertently danced into the Rogueriders' scheme. It was all according to plan all along.
Uplifting mankind to fight against this world's equivalent of devils is one thing, but bringing happiness to the world is another. Meteos Roguerider skillfully concealed his inner turmoil in the presence of others, but having been forced to reflect on himself and being asked questions that shook his resolve, this reincarnated soul from an 'undesirable' future found himself troubled.
Coupled with this opening narration turning irksome to his ears, Meteos couldn't help but try to resist an increasing urge to grunt.
"Hrmh..."
Aw, he fails.
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Ventusmens 24, 1615 Central Calendar, 12:30
Ministry of Ancient Sorcerous Empire Countermeasures
"Do you never—hrmmh..."
Letting loose the pent-up discomfort inside his being, Meteos abruptly snapped to Legiel, who was lounging on the corner of the couch opposite him. However, he quickly and rapidly shook his head, stammering forcing himself to stop as he schooled his youthful and undeniably handsome countenance—
"Can you... please, not narrate whenever I try to do something?"
"........."
Meteos, realizing who he was dealing with, issued a low growl with an emphasis on his 'politeness.' His innocent blue eyes, the hue of the deep Minerva Ocean, pleaded to his serene but constantly scheming older brother. Shaking the thought of Legiel away, Meteos turned his attention back to the object sitting on the table. He tried to fathom why this brother of his would annoy him so. The words were unwelcome and unneeded, but he tried to accept it. He tempered his rage.
"What—"
Smiling at Meteos' twitching eyebrows, Legiel penned down a couple of lines on the notebook he's been writing.
"But you know the rules, Little Brother. One fight for one wish."
And now that he had named his wish, he needed to fight Legiel if he desired his wish to be granted.
'Of all the things...'
Meteos stifled a groan again. He needed not to be reminded of the fact that it is impossible all the time, thank you very much!
He discreetly eyed Legiel with a stink eye as soon as Legiel continued his rhythmic scratching of the pen on paper, but thankfully, the voices commenting on his moves did not come this time. Turning away from the source of trouble, Meteos pivoted his head to Cyrus, their older brother who was quietly sipping a hot chocolate on another seat. Perched opposite in the plush embrace of an armchair, Cyrus' chin-length silver-haired bangs framed a set of kind blue eyes that resembled their mother Meteora's in feeling more than Meteos' own nor Legiel's condescendingly kind gaze.
"Hm," Cyrus prompted, looking up from his hot chocolate with an expectant gaze.
"Can't you tell Brother Legiel here to stop doing that?"
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