《A Side Villain’s Ballad.》059 An Unwelcome Visit
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Neidr was in a pretty good mood. He laid in his bed whistling a tune while tapping his feet. He successfully strengthened the Cern's duchy in preparation for the future onslaught. The student body had bullied Liam into accepting the General's position. Watching Amber slave away trying to get Elizabeth to keep her secret was pretty funny. Arrieta wasn't going to attempt to force Rotham into a group coma. The amount of peasants in Rotham have increased drastically compared to before. The only things he really had left to do was to sort out the monarchy and to deal with Zalar. Although, thinking back to the novel, Raphael should have already given the man a rather intense lesson.
So, how to deal with the monarchy it was. Well, obviously, he should get the first Prince to lead the country. The second Prince was impressive, but madly jealous of the first Prince, he had to go. The third prince, well he was the third prince. Without the competition from the second prince, the first prince would not struggle against the other two factions. Neidr started to walk back and forth, killing a prince was a big ask, but once it was done... He could lean back and pretend the future had nothing to do with him. It would no longer be his problem.
"Who are you thinking of killing?"
"HOLY FUCKING SHIT"[Neidr] leaped back and shock grasped his heart. He was sure no one was in here with him. What graced his eyes was a man with green hair a blue eyes with pupils resembling that of a snake's
'FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK'
'What the fuck is Raphael doing here? Oh shit oh fuck I'm dead I'm dead I'm fucking dead!' Then Neidr bumped into his wall and stopped freaking out. Looking at where he was, his heart calmed down greatly. Raphael couldn't do anything in Rotham. He grabbed the bridge of his nose feeling very stupid. He took a deep breath and looked at the man. Raphael smiled,
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"You seem to know who I am and what this place is. Impressive."[Rapahel] Neidr waved his hands and said,
"I don't really give a shit about anything you're about to say. If you want to tell me something, hurry up and do it, otherwise fuck off."[Neidr] Raphael smirked and shook his head. He stood up and started to caress the walls as in he was touching the most precious thing in the world. He sighed,
"Alsa made this for me. Well, to kill me. I don't understand her, She is the Goddess of creation, not the Goddess of Death, I am on her side. I love what she has built so mu..."[Raphael]
"Skip"[Neidr]
Raphael pursed his lips and asked,
"What?"[Raphael]
"I don't know if you missed it earlier, but I don't give a fuck."[Neidr] Neidr waved his hands and tried to shoo Raphael away. Seeing him not move, Neidr pulled out a sword and slashed at him, the blade went right through Raphael's body not doing any damage.
...
"Since you knew of this place, I thought you might want to..."[Raphael]
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"no."[Neidr] Raphael furrowed his brows,
"Not even a little curious?"[Raphael]
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"Zilch."[Neidr] Raphael sighed and said,
"You have many angry souls haunting you."[Raphael] Neidr shivered,
"Do they watch me in the bathroom?"[Neidr]
"What?'[Raphael]
"It's an issue of privacy."[Neidr]
"I I see."[Raphael]
"Hey can you get rid of them for me?"[Neidr]
"Sure."[Raphael] Neidr raised his eyebrows and asked,
"Really?"[Neidr] Raphael nodded and said,
"I would love to help you out, but as you know...Alas, I cannot do it in the Goddess's staff."[Raphael] Neidr blinked,
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"I'm not going to fall for that."[Neidr] Raphael shrugged his shoulder,
"you can come out now or have the ghosts watch you unblinking."[Raphael] Neidr pursed his lips and said,
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"I'll take my chances with the Ghosts."[Neidr]
"I'll make you a deal..."[Raphael]
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"no."[Neidr]
"Would you stop interrup..."[Raphael]
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"No."[Neidr]
Raphael deadpanned.
"Has anyone ever told you are really annoy..."[Raphael]
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"No."[Neidr] Raphael took a deep breath through his nostrils and let out a loud laugh, smiled at Neidr, and then vanished. Neidr shivered. He really didn't like it when that guy smiled. Neidr searched around his room for thirty minuted before determining Raphael was gone. Then he started laughing. He had successfully chased away a man the Gods feared by annoying him. This was what true victory felt like.
He didn't really know why Raphael had visited him, but if he had to bet it had something to do with all the people he had killed. He sure as hell wasn't willing to get the Zalar treatment, and he wasn't going to let Raphael fuck with him in any other way either.
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In a vast desert, two men stood side by side, Raphael and a portly man, his skin grey and pale. His body decaying. Raphael looked over to him and said,
"Your daughter has an interesting friend. Although he has blood on his hands, I can feel he spilled it to save many lives." Raphael sighed,
"I am not so foolish as to not understand the weakness of people. I will not blame them for doing what they must. He is not unlike me when I was younger."[Raphael]
"Sire, you are still young in my heart."
"Thank you, Duke Cerns. I wish we all could be young."[Raphael]
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