Unlucky?Player Chapter 45
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(A/N): TW- chapter contains gore but it's only a small bit in the end (^_^)
"Hmm, I wonder what's taking him so long?" Noel said as he continued sipping his tea.
"Perhaps, he isn't as monstrous as you think he is? or maybe he's come across some trouble?" Pythia said without realizing what effect her words would have as the second she finished saying that, Noel immediately got up from his chair.
"Why didn't I think of that, no no no, if Cassandra finds out Night is in danger and I could've helped him avoid that, I'll be-" he couldn't even finish what he was saying as the very thought scared him.
"Tch, you're making a big deal out of this, it's not as if the Guardian's going to come out, hah, that creature hasn't come out in years," Pythia said while laughing but once she saw Noel's expression she couldn't help but ask, "it's not going to come out right?" Pythia asked in a nervous tone.
"Well.. the thing is," Noel said before continuing to explain the events that took place while they were traveling.
"...."
"...."
"Just what is it with that boy? *sigh* the Guardians as of now aren't beings that we should be wary of but unfortunately, the same cannot be said for your disciple, worst-case scenario, he dies and is reborn in Vraun but the fact that he died is something that will be on your name...." Pythia said.
"My my, am I perhaps late?" a voice interrupted.
It was Cassandra, Noel's wife, she entered with a pleasant smile not realizing that Noel and Pythia were not slightly shivering.
"Your highness, Master Noel's disciple is back" a guard announced after entering with permission.
"MY SON'S BACK, YESS, LET US GREET HIM IMMEDIATELY," Cassandra screamed while almost jumping.
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"Just what is luck..." Noel muttered.
Both Pythia and Noel hoped that Night didn't die, it's been nearly half a month since Night left to fulfill his mission to understanding weapon aura, to say they were going to be shocked would be an understatement.
After nearly an entire day in real-time, Night managed to reach Vraun, it took him a week or more previously as his goal was to level up but while heading back he only focused on traveling. He was quite excited to see everyone's reaction after he told them his experience.
The second he entered the hallway that leads to the courtroom, he was tackled by Cassandra who embraced him while tearing up.
"OH MY SON, ARE YOU PERHAPS HURT? TELL MOTHER EVERYTHING," she cried while not letting go of Night.
Shade was aware of Night's relationship with the royal family of Vraun, so he didn't react in any way when he was tackled but that wasn't the case with Noctis, the little beast that was hiding behind Night, now flew around Night in an excited state, Noctis could be considered a child even though he was probably more than a few hundred years old, so when he saw Cassandra hugging Night, Noctis was excited as well.
"And what do I call this cutie?" Cassandra said while playing with Noctis who was still flying around.
"Haha, I'm alright your highness, and that is Noctis, Noctis say hi," Night said as he asked Noctis to be friendly.
Night could hear Pythia and Noel running and finally arriving at the scene, however instead of coming close to Night, the two of them stopped and looked at Noctis, Noel wasn't that interested so he stepped forward to talk to Night however, Pythia was an Oracle from the ancient times, she felt a sinister aura coming off Noctis and started to sweat.
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"Brat? what happened to you?" Noel asked as he noticed the difference in Night, not only did Nights aura change but his physique slightly changed but to a Legendary GrandMaster like Noel, even the slightest change in aura would be caught.
Noel had many things to ask Night when he saw him, why did he take so long? did he manage to comprehend weapon aura completely? what was with his violent aura?
"Ah, I greet my Master, I think it would be better if we were to sit," Night said with a tired smile.
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(TW: Gore)
"Gah, who the f*ck is this Night?" a silver-haired man said while licking his lips, he was slightly taller than 6'feet and was currently sitting on top of the corpses of multiple monsters, in front of him lay 3 players that were alive but had their limbs cut off, the man watched them as they slowly bled to death.
"He managed to beat me? tch, even if it was only by a minute, a loss is still a loss and I Se-", he stopped before he looked at the three players, "Oh right.. can't let anyone hear my name kekekek," he said before he continued to slice them apart.
"As I was saying, I Sephiroth never lose, HAHAHAHAH-*cough* *cough*.. ah f*ck I should stop laughing like that, anyway let's see how much stronger you can get Night," he said while licking the blood on his wrists.
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