《Immortal》Chapter 5
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Athalia's POV
That young man was really interesting. It's always fun to meet young fellows. I guess now I have time for myself and I can have some rest.
Before I could do anything more my orb started to buzz. For god's sake, who is it? Without looking I quickly picked it up.
-'' Who is it?'' [Athalia]
I knew the person could understand my tone of voice.
-'' Athalia sweetheart...'' [???]
I groaned. Why her? Why now?
-'' Silvia, what is it?'' [Athalia]
-'' So, remember that favor you owe me? So I need your help,now. [Silvia]
I groaned.
-" I was just about to take a vocation... Say what you want." [Athalia]
I had met Silvia when she was a twenty year old girl. She was actually a great marchant and I really needed something only she had. She was a super stubborn girl so, she didn't accept money. An hen I tried to use my influence she somehow managed to slip away.
She eventually decided to work for the Royal Guards. She was more of a detective and she had a bunch of spies she controlled.
-" So, I along with my teammates discovered a threat to the Zion Continent." [Silvia]
-" So what? Last time I checked I didn't belong to any specific continent." [Athalia]
-" Please, don't be like that. As I was saying we discovered that in a remote area near our kingdom there is like a group of thugs. But they are strong thugs and their leader even more. If... If you could use that amazing skill you have maybe you could infiltrate and discover more?" [Silvia]
I sighed. There has been many years since I used that ability. It takes a large amount of mana and sometimes it can e very tiresome.
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-" Ok...I will do it." [Athalia]
Silvia started to shout from the happiness she was feeling.
-" Do you have a body ready?" [Athalia]
-" Yes, we catched one of them. [Silvia]
-" Ok I will be there as soon as I can." [Athalia]
And then I ended the call. Let's head to the Zion Continent then. I guess later I can take my vocations.
I then flew.
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I finally reached the Zion continent and headed to a local pub where Silvia loved to hang out.
While inside I ignored all the gazes and murmurs and patiently waited for Silvia. She was the one asking for help, yet she dares to show up late.
Or was I too early? Doesn't matter.
After nearly thrity minutes I finally saw her entering the pub. She was greeted by almost everyone and always wore a cheerful smile, when the truth was that she was a women full of problems.
She found her way towards me and almost tripped on her way here. For a forty year old women she was very energetic.
-" Athalia! Beautiful as always." [Silvia]
-" Yes, good to see you too Silvia. Now can we go?" [Athalia]
She quickly nodded and we headed out to a particular building for the Royal Guards of the Zion Kingdom.
We went inside and there was few people patrolling. When we reached a darker area there was stairs leading downstairs. We descended the stairs and the dark corridor lit up with the fire magic from Silvia.
After walking aome more we finally reached a door. Silvia opened it and inside was a man almost beaten to death.
-" He didn't talk ,did he?" [Athalia]
Silvia's traces of cheerfulness disappeared in an instant and her smile was replaced by a frown.
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-" No, he says he is loyal and shit..." [Silvia]
Suddenly I punched the wall making a small crater. Small peebles fell of and landed on the ground. I quickly picked them up and crouched in front of the sleepy man.
I picked them and one by one and hit him with them.
I could feel the man start to wake up from annoyance.
-" Hey, stop your fucking-" [Man]
I wanted to punch him but out of nowhere his eyes almost fell from shock.
-" Goddess Athalia!" [Man]
I looked at him with a suspicious and surprised look. I turned a goddess not very long ago... And where does this guy know me?
I quickly stood up and raised my aura.
-" How do you know me, brat?" [Athalia]
What the hell is wrong with him? He looks like he is going to cry.
-" How wouldn't I know? Leader is always talking about you and showing your beautiful face to us ,Goddess." [Man]
I raised an eyebrow. So their leader know me and apparently he know I am a Goddess or he doesn't know I'm a goddess but treats me as one.
-" State the name of your leader." [Athalia]
-" I'm so sorry but I can't.. I prefer to die... [Man]
What is this? Even with my power I can't force him to speak up?
Fuck this shit, let's just get over with this.
I focused my mana at the end of my fingers and with a quick swoosh I cut deep into his throat, making him start gagging on his own blood.
After a few seconds he finally lost his life. I had to make this quickly so I turned towards Silvia.
-" Take good care of my body." [Athalia]
She nodded and prepared to catch my body. I put my fingers on the mans forehead and started to chant a complicated spell.
Finally finishing it I felt my conscious fading and black met me.
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I opened my eyes and I saw that I was in the same room.
The only thing different now was that I was now the man.
I quickly snapped the shackles from my wrists and stood up. My new body had already started to heal and after two seconds I couldn't feel more pain.
I started to rummage through the man's memories but I could only catch few glimpses of his Leader and he was always protected by a deep black hood, hiding his face.
This power came with a great flaw.My power would become less than my original in this body.
-" I still find it strange when you do that." [Silvia]
I glared at her.
-" I will go now." [Athalia]
She nodded and I quickly found my way out of that building and by feet I carried myself through the forest waiting to find their hiding place through the memories.
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Poor Athalia, she just wanted some vocations.
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