Aias: from a world of kaijus to a world of fantasy and magic

Chapter 91

After saying goodbye to Aria, telling her that we'll talk later if the matter I had to deal with wasn't that urgent, I walked off, making sure she wouldn't follow me—only to realize, unfortunately, that she was.

Sighing internally, I wonder how I should approach this so this doesn't become awkward. Maybe I should confront her directly or just let her follow. No, those two are just a pain for me to do.

Maybe... why don't I... just lose her?

Kinwall's shop was tucked away in a secluded back alley, where hardly anyone wanted to pass through. So if I wanted to lose her, I'd need a crowd. Quickly picking up my pace, I made my way toward Athrun, but I detoured onto a bustling main street lined with shops and teeming with people on the way.

Quickly taking off my cloak, I inverted it, from black to grey, and put on my hood during the quick moments Aria loses sight of me.

Then, blending myself through the crowd and walking a couple of streets down, followed by turning right onto the neighboring street, where there weren't that many people walking down it, and where the back alley Kinwalls shop used to be.

Checking again that I wasn't being followed, I confirmed that I had lost Aria, so I made my way without much worry.

Passing by Hutch's shop and to the back alley, I make another turn and look at where Kinwall's shop was.

I saw a man with a black hood covering his face, and noticing my gaze, he turned to look at me and smiled aloofly.

"Ah, your eyes are different colors again, blue like last time."

Walking up to me as he said that, he examined my expressionless face, specifically my eyes, closely with a finger on his chin.

"How strange. But anyway, how are you?"

"Good, but why are you mentioning my eyes of all things again?"

"Just curious."

"Curious about what?"

"Can't say, but are you sure your father is Margrave Lucendi Lucis, or are you sure your mother is Marchioness Morwenn Elza?"

Again with that? Why is he asking if I'm a legitimate child? My mother is a materialistic, pretentious, self-absorbed fool who only ever cares about flaunting her wealth. She is not loyal to my father at all, but the thing about her is that she is just smart enough to know what she could get away with and not. Cheating on my father would ruin everything she's worked so hard to cling to over something idiotic like that. And as for my father, it isn't even a question; being the power-hungry fool that he is, having an illegitimate offspring would not be a benefit to him.

So saying no and telling him that, he then asks the following question.

"Hmmm..." rubbing his chin, "Then have you found a similar place to the one in the Dradevow dungeon?"

"No, why does it have to relate to my eye's color changing?"

Jeez, sensing his thoughts, I couldn't get an idea of a reason he is so fixated with my eyes, but I sensed that he was looking at a connection of some kind, maybe a familiarity.

So, stopping mana from flowing throughout my body, I blink and turn the pupils of my eyes back to their original color, red.

"Because I can switch between eye colors now."

Still sensing his thought and now reaction, I notice that he seems surprised under his aloof smile. It wasn't that he didn't expect me to do something like that, but rather that it caught him off guard, as if he knew it was possible and didn't think I could do it.