Caught between the war of light and darkness, runaways Gusion and Guinevere crossed paths and developed a bond stronger than they could even admit to themselves.
Joining forces with the heroes of the Land of Dawn, they continued to pursue their ende...
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"What?" Gusion asked defiantly after about half an hour of trying to ignore Guinevere's suspecting glare.
The girl's determination to stare at him until he melts was astonishing that he could not ignore it anymore.
Only then did she look sideways before glaring back at him. "What is your hidden agenda on this trip? There is no getting away now."
"I told you already."
"I am not convinced about that...lame reason." She leaned towards his direction as she tried to catch even a glimpse of hesitation in his eyes.
He looked away and sighed in surrender. "I was trying to find this teleportation device that is transporting demons from the abyss into the different woodlands."
She frowned at him. "Alucard and the others are already doing that. And why are you searching for it in Antoinerei?"
A look from him made her realize why.
"You think some of the Scholars are committing treason? What in the world made you think of that?"
"This." Gusion took out something from his pocket and held it out to her. "I found it from that demon's scales."
It was a circular golden clock smaller than her palm, a crack crossing from one side to the other, the hands still.
She looked at Gusion as if he was losing his mind. "So it's a handheld clock. What's the point?"
"Open it."
She did as she was told, and was shocked at what she had seen. A symbol. A symbol that she had just seen earlier.
A long-beaked owl inside a laurel wreath, the symbol of the scholars.
She looked at him, wide-eyed.
Gusion then leaned back at the cushioned backrest of his bench. "Now you're gonna stop bugging me?"
Guinevere just casted him a defiant look, leaned back and looked out the window.
They were now at a more thicker woodland, and though the sun hadn't set, darkness seemed to have blanketed the place.
"Why didn't you just tell Alucard about this?" She asked.
"Because I didn't know it was from the Scholars until I saw their emblem earlier."
"We should warn them."
"What? You mean go back? After this long road we've taken?"
"Yes."
Gusion leaned towards her, his eyes sharp. "Listen here, Miss Violet. You should learn to be patient and take one step at a time—"
