Celembrick: Reprise of Red and Green

CH:8

Hopping off the conjured vehicle, Ludmil holds his hand out to escort Alain and Louis out.

The gate opening with no questions for their presence, With coats hiding their identities.

Many would assume they're simply returnees- but as they walked through the square luckily avoiding gazes and blending in with the civilians.

Except Louis caught glance of a certain redhead with four eyes and turned his head away.

"It seems even he can't keep his hands away from this." Louis said in a irritated tone as if the person he saw was an enemy he had crossed.

"Surely it won't interfere?"Alain asked while Ludmil followed obediently behind them.

"Of course, To call them an It- Such guts." Louis chuckled.

Ludmil felt as if anything he heard was not for his ears, He felt as if hes drowning himself in a crime he shouldn't be in, Was his presence in celembrick itself a crime? Should he really continue his dreams? Is this all worth the work?.

His thoughts were interrupted by Alain snapping his fingers in front of his face.
"Kid, Snap it." Louis just looked at ludmil with a squint of disdain, seemingly unimpressed at his behaviour.

Of course, "it's" a child.

Louis stares with a slight expression of disdain at the child, as he finds the whole situation quite irritating to say the least. It seems that this Louis doesn't have the patience to deal with younger people, and he seems quite fed up with this situation.

It's hard to say whether this Louis is doing this intentionally, for some reason of his own, or if it's just how he always acts.

Ludmil follows behind the pair, though he also seems to be feeling a quite a bit weary of the situation, even if it's a little bit different from Louis. Instead of having a look of disdain, his eyes seem to be of a more exhausted sort.

He couldn't help feeling a bit tired, as he was unsure about just what exactly they were doing, whether it was morally right or not, and if it was even worth the trouble in the end.

As they arrive at the manor, Ludmil can't help feeling a sense of uneasiness about the place. Even now, as he sees the butlers and maids, waiting behind the gates, there's just something about them all that seems a little off.

"Master Alain, Master Louis - We greet you for your arrival, Let us assist you." The maids say in unison alongside the butlers.

Ludmil can't seem to keep quiet about his thoughts as he sees just how much alike these servants seem to be.

"Wow... they're all so alike... almost as if they're just copies of one another..."

Ludmil looks towards the others, hoping that they might agree with how creepy he found this whole situation.

"You're too simply used to being in that vacation house being tutored, This is a formal training ground for you." Alain said, As he handed his coat to the maid.

Louis continued walking without noticing the maids or paying mind for a conversation.

Ludmil felt slightly embarrassed after being told that he's used to simple things like the vacation house, despite the fact that he is, in essence, somewhat correct about it.

"I guess so... I suppose I haven't come up against much formal training grounds or anything like that."

Ludmil then watches as the maid takes the coat from Alain, and he's slightly hesitant to also hand his coat to one of them, but he figures it's best to cooperate for now.