"They were in a hurry, and they left after treating us." He added.

"Okay, I see," Vincent said.

"Do you remember his face?" Leilani suddenly asked.

"It happened many years ago, so I can't remember what his face looks like," Varth answered.

It was a mystery for all of them whether the person Old Miller is the person who saved Varth and his friend or not.

"How about we go meet him when we have free time?" John offered.

"Sorry, but I don't want to leave Xavier unless necessary." Varth hurriedly declined.

Stepping out of Xavier without being under military supervision was the same as asking his family to do everything in their power to kidnap him back to the dungeon where he would be hypnotized and set straight through the means of torture.

"Anyway, where is your old friend now?" Nevis asked after a couple of seconds.

Even after a few moments, Varth said nothing. It was as if he didn't hear anything, and thus, gave no reaction. However, as Vincent was closely looking at him and he had sharp eyes, he could see his hands shaking slightly.

Vincent wondered if something is troubling him.

"Did something happened to him?" He asked

"I don't want to talk about this topic anymore," Varth replied.

"Alright, let's talk about something else." Vincent could tell that something was wrong, and asking more would put a wall in their relation.

"Wait! One last thing before we change topics. What was your friend's name?" Nevis asked while looking at Varth.

"No comment," Varth replied.

"Are you for real? Why can't you tell your old friend's name to your new friends?" Nevis wanted to know more about his old friend but felt bad because he refused to even tell him the name of his old friend. Thus, he spoke in a slightly raised tone.

"Friends? Are you my friend?" Varth raised his head to look at him and said some harsh words, and that came out of nowhere for everyone.

"You!"

Just at that very moment, Melody suddenly appeared in the space above their heads. Her sudden appearance calmed the tension between the youngster.

"Hi guys~" She greeted them with a playful gesture before sitting down on Varth's shoulder.

"You are here, again?!" Varth's right eye tilted to look at Melody, a bit of annoyance and affection mixed in his gaze.

"Hehe, were you waiting for me? Could it be? You are already in love with me?" She pulled back her face and her mouth opened to a complete word as she said those words in a slightly teasing and mostly serious tone to make it took real.

"Have you ever stood before a mirror and looked at your reflection?" Varth said while not even sparing a glance at her as he placed the cup in his hand near his mouth, then sipped his wine with his eyes closed.

"Brat, are you calling this great aunt ugly?" She asked as her cheeks puffed up.

"No, I am calling you tiny."

Varth hit her right where it hurts the most.

His words added salt to her freshly opened wounds.

"You don't know how to treat a lady! You'll never get married if you keep up such an attitude." Purple Fairy Melody said in a vengeful tone.

"I already have several wives."

Varth said in a calm voice filled with nothing but honesty, enough for everyone hearing it to believe that he wasn't lying.

"You're lying." Melody refused to believe that a person wearing an entire black attire as if he was an emo kid would be able to get multiple wives!

Varth smirked and whipped out the marriage certificates from his spatial storage device.

"Here's the proof."

He handed them over to Melody.

"Omg!" She looked at them, and after confirming that they indeed were marriage certificates with the federation stamps on them, her eyes widened like a saucer, and her jaw opened so wide that it threatened to drop to touch the ground.

"Got anything else to say?"

Varth looked down at her, acting as if he has won some kind of war.

"You must have blackmailed them," Melody said while throwing the papers back at him.

Before they could slap his face, he raised his hand and moved it in a swiping motion, caching all of the marriage certificates and storing them in his spatial storage device in the span of a second.

Varth shook his head at her, then said, "Your attitude is condescending."

"Huh?" Melody raised her chin while standing on his right shoulder.

"You accuse others of severe crime and also don't believe in the words of those weaker than you," Varth said.

"Hmph! So what?" Melody humphed.

"Men don't like to get involved with girls with a bad attitude like you. If you keep that up, you will never get married in your life." Varth taunted her.

"Ugh! You mannerless brat!"

Melody gritted her teeth in anger.

Looking at them bickering back and forth like little kids, the onlookers laughed but realized how inappropriate it was for them to laugh at the fairy, who could make things easy but also hard for them, and they covered their mouths with their hands in order to hide their smiles and not offend her.

"Appearing out of nowhere and eating the food of others without a single word of gratitude for two days straight, you're the one without any manners." Varth retorted in a voice neither loud nor too low.

"You're asking for it."

Melody rolled up her tiny sleeves, and her tiny hands also balled into tiny fists.

"If you advance, then no food for you." Varth blackmailed her.

It was at this very moment that the Fairy smelled something great.

It was a smell that melted her tiny heart and made her wet in her mouth!

"Do you want to eat or not?" Varth said to pressure her into giving up on the idea of duking out with him.

"I'm sorry." Fairy Melody said with puffed-up cheeks that had long turned red as tears threatened to drop out of her wide doll-like eyes.