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Looking at the trio of people trying their best in the open streets inspired him. He was impressed with the spells that made the two girls stand out. Although the girl playing the violin wasn't the greatest, you could hear the passion and confidence with every strung note. The other girl who danced spread her enthusiasm to the people who watched her, unable to just ignore them. There was a crowd of people who surrounded them, giving donations. They weren't like him, who couldn't do a single thing right. He wanted to become like them, having the courage to confront the world.
He wanted to join them, the people who performed while not being the best. They brightly smiled, laughing sometimes. The boy tried to push towards the front of the crowd to give a donation. Maybe he pushed too hard, he ended up falling in the middle of their performance. The trio stopped, looking at him on the ground. The dancer offered her hand to him to help him back up, "thank you for watching."
Maybe it was a day where he was fed up with everything. Endless days of tolerating the screams from his disappointed parents and results that barely improved. There seemed to be a place of escape in front of his eyes. He gulped before asking them, "although there's not much I can do, can I join you?"
With tears dripping down my face, I began to think of how grateful I was to have such loving parents. I didn't think I would last long if my parents were as cruel as his. Being hit was common in his house since he almost never improved his grades. Even the Roselia family wasn't like this, resorting to physical means. They always tried to use words to negotiate with me and the worst they could do was to make me suffer under their tutors without any breaks.
"Rika, you have to wake up!" Luke started to shake me.
"The sun is almost gone," he tried to pull me up.
"I'm up," I wiped my tears while rising from the bed.
Violets and pinks clouds swirled around the sky, showing it was evening. I stared at the thin barrier beginning to cover the entire neighbourhood as the new stage while the colours of the sky darkened. Gasping when the musician and dancer drifted down, searching for someone, I almost froze. I thought I killed them a few nights ago. My eyes also widened when I noticed the juggler right behind them. He was still alive.
I knew it wouldn't be easy to kill A-class monsters but seeing them turn into black goo like what happened to the swordsman, it couldn't mean anything else. Did this mean I had to destroy something in particular to get rid of them? This was bad since it meant the explosions spell weren't as effective as they should be.
"We have to start running soon," Luke watched them descend from the sky.
"Maybe they'll help us out like last time," I opened the window.
"Don't. It may be different since you tried to kill them," Luke tried to close the window.
"You could try with the violin and dance lessons," I pointed out.
"It won't work. All of them may be gathered together this time," he shook his head.
"Where is everyone else?" I wondered.
"We have a plan in place. We fortified all the barriers in each mansion while you were sleeping. Others are on standby, ready to counterattack, knowing the magician has a map tracking us. We're separating this time to make it harder for them to track us," he gave me a brief summary.
"Where are we going then?" I was starting to get dragged by him to someplace safer.
"The bas.e.m.e.nt, we're going underground," he continued to take the stairs.
I never knew the Suilett family mansion had a bas.e.m.e.nt. This made me wonder if the Roselia family mansions also had one as well. Letting him take me to the location, I found there was an endless number of stairs. Having an elevator would have been helpful, more than the teleportation gate that consumed a ton of mana, even if this district was futuristic.
"What if the mansion ends up collapsing on us?" I turned to him while he pressed some buttons on the keypad.
"There's a pathway inside to lead us outside," the door opened after he put the pin code in.
"We're not going to help others fight?" I felt a bit guilty.
"You're the main target. You need someone to be with you while you hide from them," Luke locked the door behind us.
The entire mansion rumbled like the fight had already started. Sounds of something falling down above us made my heart skip a beat. I squeezed Luke's hand, feeling a bit uneasy, hearing all the explosions and whirling wind. However, the bas.e.m.e.nt was no less beautiful than the interior on the other floors. The room we were inside was nicely decorated with moving paintings on the walls, plush sofas arranged in front of a screen and nice tables to go along with them.
"We just need to survive for the night," Luke tried to assure me.
"What if the barrier never breaks? Making the day never come," I recalled what happened to the destroyed Roselia family mansion.
Before Luke could answer me, a video call popped up from his marble. I began to tremble when I noticed the scene that Lucius was in with Belle. Fire blazed around everywhere that water wasn't present, fog was created from the smoke, and more buildings crumbled down even with the barriers. Lucius ran for his life with his partner, screaming to warn us, "there's no hope for the mansion. You have to escape."
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Looking at the trio of people trying their best in the open streets inspired him. He was impressed with the spells that made the two girls stand out. Although the girl playing the violin wasn't the greatest, you could hear the passion and confidence with every strung note. The other girl who danced spread her enthusiasm to the people who watched her, unable to just ignore them. There was a crowd of people who surrounded them, giving donations. They weren't like him, who couldn't do a single thing right. He wanted to become like them, having the courage to confront the world.
He wanted to join them, the people who performed while not being the best. They brightly smiled, laughing sometimes. The boy tried to push towards the front of the crowd to give a donation. Maybe he pushed too hard, he ended up falling in the middle of their performance. The trio stopped, looking at him on the ground. The dancer offered her hand to him to help him back up, "thank you for watching."
Maybe it was a day where he was fed up with everything. Endless days of tolerating the screams from his disappointed parents and results that barely improved. There seemed to be a place of escape in front of his eyes. He gulped before asking them, "although there's not much I can do, can I join you?"
With tears dripping down my face, I began to think of how grateful I was to have such loving parents. I didn't think I would last long if my parents were as cruel as his. Being hit was common in his house since he almost never improved his grades. Even the Roselia family wasn't like this, resorting to physical means. They always tried to use words to negotiate with me and the worst they could do was to make me suffer under their tutors without any breaks.
"Rika, you have to wake up!" Luke started to shake me.
"The sun is almost gone," he tried to pull me up.
"I'm up," I wiped my tears while rising from the bed.
Violets and pinks clouds swirled around the sky, showing it was evening. I stared at the thin barrier beginning to cover the entire neighbourhood as the new stage while the colours of the sky darkened. Gasping when the musician and dancer drifted down, searching for someone, I almost froze. I thought I killed them a few nights ago. My eyes also widened when I noticed the juggler right behind them. He was still alive.
I knew it wouldn't be easy to kill A-class monsters but seeing them turn into black goo like what happened to the swordsman, it couldn't mean anything else. Did this mean I had to destroy something in particular to get rid of them? This was bad since it meant the explosions spell weren't as effective as they should be.
"We have to start running soon," Luke watched them descend from the sky.
"Maybe they'll help us out like last time," I opened the window.
"Don't. It may be different since you tried to kill them," Luke tried to close the window.
"You could try with the violin and dance lessons," I pointed out.
"It won't work. All of them may be gathered together this time," he shook his head.
"Where is everyone else?" I wondered.
"We have a plan in place. We fortified all the barriers in each mansion while you were sleeping. Others are on standby, ready to counterattack, knowing the magician has a map tracking us. We're separating this time to make it harder for them to track us," he gave me a brief summary.
"Where are we going then?" I was starting to get dragged by him to someplace safer.
"The bas.e.m.e.nt, we're going underground," he continued to take the stairs.
I never knew the Suilett family mansion had a bas.e.m.e.nt. This made me wonder if the Roselia family mansions also had one as well. Letting him take me to the location, I found there was an endless number of stairs. Having an elevator would have been helpful, more than the teleportation gate that consumed a ton of mana, even if this district was futuristic.
"What if the mansion ends up collapsing on us?" I turned to him while he pressed some buttons on the keypad.
"There's a pathway inside to lead us outside," the door opened after he put the pin code in.
"We're not going to help others fight?" I felt a bit guilty.
"You're the main target. You need someone to be with you while you hide from them," Luke locked the door behind us.
The entire mansion rumbled like the fight had already started. Sounds of something falling down above us made my heart skip a beat. I squeezed Luke's hand, feeling a bit uneasy, hearing all the explosions and whirling wind. However, the bas.e.m.e.nt was no less beautiful than the interior on the other floors. The room we were inside was nicely decorated with moving paintings on the walls, plush sofas arranged in front of a screen and nice tables to go along with them.
"We just need to survive for the night," Luke tried to assure me.
"What if the barrier never breaks? Making the day never come," I recalled what happened to the destroyed Roselia family mansion.
Before Luke could answer me, a video call popped up from his marble. I began to tremble when I noticed the scene that Lucius was in with Belle. Fire blazed around everywhere that water wasn't present, fog was created from the smoke, and more buildings crumbled down even with the barriers. Lucius ran for his life with his partner, screaming to warn us, "there's no hope for the mansion. You have to escape."
Looking at the trio of people trying their best in the open streets inspired him. He was impressed with the spells that made the two girls stand out. Although the girl playing the violin wasn't the greatest, you could hear the passion and confidence with every strung note. The other girl who danced spread her enthusiasm to the people who watched her, unable to just ignore them. There was a crowd of people who surrounded them, giving donations. They weren't like him, who couldn't do a single thing right. He wanted to become like them, having the courage to confront the world. He wanted to join them, the people who performed while not being the best. They brightly smiled, laughing sometimes. The boy tried to push towards the front of the crowd to give a donation. Maybe he pushed too hard, he ended up falling in the middle of their performance. The trio stopped, looking at him on the ground. The dancer offered her hand to him to help him back up, "thank you for watching." Maybe it was a day where he was fed up with everything. Endless days of tolerating the screams from his disappointed parents and results that barely improved. There seemed to be a place of escape in front of his eyes. He gulped before asking them, "although there's not much I can do, can I join you?" With tears dripping down my face, I began to think of how grateful I was to have such loving parents. I didn't think I would last long if my parents were as cruel as his. Being hit was common in his house since he almost never improved his grades. Even the Roselia family wasn't like this, resorting to physical means. They always tried to use words to negotiate with me and the worst they could do was to make me suffer under their tutors without any breaks. "Rika, you have to wake up!" Luke started to shake me. "The sun is almost gone," he tried to pull me up. "I'm up," I wiped my tears while rising from the bed. Violets and pinks clouds swirled around the sky, showing it was evening. I stared at the thin barrier beginning to cover the entire neighbourhood as the new stage while the colours of the sky darkened. Gasping when the musician and dancer drifted down, searching for someone, I almost froze. I thought I killed them a few nights ago. My eyes also widened when I noticed the juggler right behind them. He was still alive. I knew it wouldn't be easy to kill A-class monsters but seeing them turn into black goo like what happened to the swordsman, it couldn't mean anything else. Did this mean I had to destroy something in particular to get rid of them? This was bad since it meant the explosions spell weren't as effective as they should be. "We have to start running soon," Luke watched them descend from the sky. "Maybe they'll help us out like last time," I opened the window. "Don't. It may be different since you tried to kill them," Luke tried to close the window. "You could try with the violin and dance lessons," I pointed out. "It won't work. All of them may be gathered together this time," he shook his head. "Where is everyone else?" I wondered. "We have a plan in place. We fortified all the barriers in each mansion while you were sleeping. Others are on standby, ready to counterattack, knowing the magician has a map tracking us. We're separating this time to make it harder for them to track us," he gave me a brief summary. "Where are we going then?" I was starting to get dragged by him to someplace safer. "The bas.e.m.e.nt, we're going underground," he continued to take the stairs. I never knew the Suilett family mansion had a bas.e.m.e.nt. This made me wonder if the Roselia family mansions also had one as well. Letting him take me to the location, I found there was an endless number of stairs. Having an elevator would have been helpful, more than the teleportation gate that consumed a ton of mana, even if this district was futuristic. "What if the mansion ends up collapsing on us?" I turned to him while he pressed some buttons on the keypad. "There's a pathway inside to lead us outside," the door opened after he put the pin code in. "We're not going to help others fight?" I felt a bit guilty. "You're the main target. You need someone to be with you while you hide from them," Luke locked the door behind us. The entire mansion rumbled like the fight had already started. Sounds of something falling down above us made my heart skip a beat. I squeezed Luke's hand, feeling a bit uneasy, hearing all the explosions and whirling wind. However, the bas.e.m.e.nt was no less beautiful than the interior on the other floors. The room we were inside was nicely decorated with moving paintings on the walls, plush sofas arranged in front of a screen and nice tables to go along with them. "We just need to survive for the night," Luke tried to assure me. "What if the barrier never breaks? Making the day never come," I recalled what happened to the destroyed Roselia family mansion. Before Luke could answer me, a video call popped up from his marble. I began to tremble when I noticed the scene that Lucius was in with Belle. Fire blazed around everywhere that water wasn't present, fog was created from the smoke, and more buildings crumbled down even with the barriers. Lucius ran for his life with his partner, screaming to warn us, "there's no hope for the mansion. You have to escape."
