Save (Gusion x Lesley)

Chapter Eleven

Please read my note at the last part of this chapter.

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Not again... Gusion thought as he technically searched the whole Eruditio City to find Lesley.

Why she is very good at hiding?

After that incident earlier, the midget whom Lesley called Harley, vanished from the sniper's grasp and the unknown group went away immediately.

And Lesley, being a naturally stubborn and a loving sister, quickly followed the group and heck, he didn't manage to follow her trail.

Gusion thought of going back to the SABER's headquarters but it would take too much time so he just decided to search for her.

Worry was already consuming him but he needed to concentrate so he could find Lesley faster.

I should tie Lesley to my waist so she couldn't get away that easily. Gusion thought as he was now entering the forest beside the city.

Lesley, where are you?

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"I'm sorry but do I know you?"

Those words kept on replaying in Lesley's mind and she felt her heart was being pricked by tons of needles everytime she remembered those words spoken by Harley.

She knew it was really Harley despite the changes in his physical appearance.

She knew that there was a possibility that her little brother would be a member of that unknown and she thought she was already to accept that fact–

But she couldn't. She just couldn't.

She tried to follow the group as they eloped from the city but she lost their tracks and now she was in the middle of the forest.

Lesley felt tired all of a sudden– physically and mentally– that her knees gave up, making her fall on the ground as well as her tears.

She didn't know that Harley being alive but didn't remember her was more painful than when she first lost Harley.

I'm still not strong enough. Still not enough.

She dropped her rifle and covered her face using her hands as she wept in the middle of the forest.

I'm a useless sister. How could I let Harley be taken away like that? Why did I let all of this to happen?

Lesley kept on blaming herself.

If she could have just took care of Harley more before...

If she could have just not let him out of her sight even for a second...

If she could have any magic abilities so that she could go to Lion Academy together with him...

None of these things would happen.

"I hate myself." Lesley whispered, "I hate it."

"I'm so useless." She said to herself, "I'm still weak. Still not enough."

"What you said aren't even half true, Lesley Vance."

Lesley felt her tears stopped when she heard that voice. She looked up and saw that assassin woman who offered the horse to her.

Lesley didn't see her face before because she was wearing a cloak, but the woman removed the hood now so she could see her face.

The woman had brown shoulder-length hair, she had two big metal fans folded that were hanging on her sides in which she assumed was her weapon–