The Divine Gifted

13: The Visitor

Flynn woke up in his room. It had been a few days since he talked to Chase.

It was weird. Flynn always carried a strong hatred for the Black Clover Gang. However, if Chase wasn't lying, stopping them from their mission to kill gifted in Amalienborg Palace would be astronomical.

He got up and stretched his arms as he grabbed the collared shirt hung up on the coat rack in his room.

Suddenly, he heard noises coming from the bathroom. He approached it cautiously as Chase busted through the bathroom doors.

"Good morning!"

"How the hell did you get in here!?"

Flynn held his cape over his face, "I'm a master of stealth. Not even the best of the best can sense me."

...

"Okay, I pic-locked your balcony door."

Flynn sighed, "May I ask why you are here?"

"It's been a few days since we talked. The Black Clover is arriving today. They plan to introduce one of them as a rich sutor for Princess Laura."

Flynn walked over to the mirror as he replied, "I see. Do you know who will be there?"

"Our boss and his parents."

"His parents?"

"Don't underestimate them. They raised a monster."

"I didn't say anything.."

~~~

Suddenly, someone opened the door. It was Frida.

"Flynn, we have to- Huh?"

She looked at Chase as she stepped in, "Aren't you the guy from the café."

Flynn looked at Chase, who was red from forehead to chin, "O-Oh! Yes, your Majesty! Flynn and I are kind of business partners."

Chase looked away, blushing from Frida's cream dress.

Flynn sighed, "Frida, how can I help you?"

"There is a family here to see use. My father suggested that you assist me and my sisters."

Flynn bowed, "Of course."

Frida left as Chase looked at Flynn, "Isn't she beautiful?"

"You need to leave, Chase. If your boss finds out you're here, you're screwed."

Chase snapped out of it as he exited through the balcony doors and jumped off the ledge to the lower roof.

~~~

Flynn walked with Frida and Laura. They were wearing beautiful dresses and had their crowns on their heads.

With the financial state of the Black Clover Mafia, they would be able to pull off the 'rich family' shtick fine. The Mafia boss is a surprisingly young man. Only 24 and the boss of a dangerous mafia organization.

The royal family would never be able to tell it was him. Only people who have faced him head-on have his details engraved in their minds. He had a faint scar on his left eye. That scar was known far and wide in the crime world.

The three reached the thrown room. King Oscar III was there with the family.

There was an older man and woman and the boss of Black Clover: Zuriel Mortimer.

"It is a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Wystan."

That must be his fake name while he is here.

Zuriel bowed; he was wearing a fancy suit with a flower boutonniere, "The pleasure is all mine, Your Majesty. I have been eager to see your grand country for ages now."

King Oscar turned to face his daughters, "This is my heir, Laura, and her sister: Frida."

He disregarded Frida as he approached Laura, "Your Highness, it is an honor to be seeing your beauty in person."

He took her hand and kissed it gently. She smiled, "I'm happy to be meeting you too."

He turned to see Chris and Flynn, who bowed as he looked their direction.

"Who may I ask, are you two?"

"Christopher. I am the princess servant."

Zuriel chuckled at the shy butler as he lifted his chin with his fingers. He looked at Chris right in the eye with his.

"You have beautiful eyes, Mr. Christopher."

Chris's breath hitched. Flynn could sense fear coming from Chris. Did he know that this was a Mafia boss?

I mean, he knew Flynn was in the Mafia when they first met. He may not be totally clueless. Or maybe he could just tell this man was trouble.

Zuriel then looked over at Flynn, "Are you Flynn Law? You're famous."

"Yes, sir. I am," Flynn bowed, acting clueless of Zuriel's intentions or existence.

Zuriel grinned as he turned around and walked back to where he was standing.

"I came here to request your daughter: Laura, to be my wife. I believe my great financial success and leadership would be a great match for her."

The King smiled as he looked at Laura, "Isn't that great, Laura? Doesn't he seem great?"

Laura chuckled nervously as she glanced at Flynn, "Maybe he can stay for a while while I consider it?"

The King's eyes widened, "But dear, he is perfe -"

"I can stay here for a while. It's a big decision. We should give her some time," Zuriel interrupted, "Besides, it would be great for me to see the palace.

The King sighed, "I that's what you two want."

Flynn looked at Chris. Although his expression was blank, he was horrified inside and out.

He must know something. Flynn never took Chris as any old servant. He definitely was more knowledgeable than he let on.

Then, Flynn looked up at the chandelier. Suddenly, he noticed something. It was moving! It was turning, and it was slowly unwinding off the screw. It was going to fall any minute! Right on the king!

"Your Majesty!" Flynn ran and pushed the King out of the way as the chandelier fell to the floor. The glass on it shattered everywhere.

Everyone gasped. The King and Flynn were okay.

"Oh my god, Flynn. You saved my life," he stood up, brushing the glass off her royal attire, "Thank you."

Flynn bowed as he stood up.

"Goodness!" Zuriel looked surprised. However, Flynn knew he had something to do with it. Zuriel's ability was a mystery to outsiders, but there was no way that this was a coincidence.

"May I ask," Zuriel changed the subject, "I remember you having three daughters. Where is the third: Sofia?"

Suddenly, a loud shriek echoed the palace.

Laura jumped, "What was that!?"

Chris started running, "I know that scream."