《Master of Ceremonies》MoC 8
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Yuusha and Pablo entered the mansion. Christopher took them to the guest room. He called for maids and asked them to bring coffee and tea.
"… I didn't see the Count?"
Pablo asked. He remembered the face of Sir. Charles Mellwood that he always sees in the Capital. He had a proud and loyal attitude. Even Duke Zarasa regards the Count as a respectable person.
"My Father is in the Cambridge Territory cause he has important business there. He'll be back tomorrow… so for now the two of you are my responsibilities. I wa-"
*Knock knock*
"Christopher I heard that you bring a guest."
Christopher heard the voice of her mother. She opened the door and saw her son talking to two persons. She recognized the other one, he was Duke Zarasa's second son.
"Oh my, where are my manners. I'm Veronica Mellwood. It's nice to meet you, sir Pablo Zarasa."
"The pleasure is mine, madam."
Veronica curtsey and Pablo return the greetings.
"Why is the Duke's second son visits our humble mansion?"
"It's because…"
"I invited them in. Father's birthday is coming so I'm asking Sir Pablo about how to surprise father."
Before Pablo answered the questions, Christopher butt in. He didn't want his mother to know that these two young men made havoc inside their territory. Pablo was relieved that Christopher helped him, he didn't want many people to know what he had done, all the more to his Father.
"Is that so, then I'll excuse myself. Sir Pablo and…"
She looked at Yuusha.
"I'm Yuusha, Yuusha Seigi."
"Yuusha Seigi? What an odd name."
Yuusha smiled, he's already familiar with this kind of situation whenever he tells his name.
"Then Sir Pablo and Sir Yuusha please stay as much as you want here in our humble mansion."
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Veronica curtsey again before leaving the three.
" Where are we again?… Oh the responsibility, that's right. I want you to tell me what happened at that Inn and why did you destroy it. I don't wanna hear bullsh*t answers. I want you to speak honestly or else I'll spread what happen to the Inn. I'm sure you don't want it to happen, right Pablo?"
Pablo clenched his fist. He was cornered and he couldn't escape.
"… Tch. Fine, I'll say it, it's not that you don't know it anyway…"
He told him everything that happened. He told him that they saw a Dark Side member in the Inn and that man was the cause why the Inn exploded.
"… Is that all?"
"That's all."
Now, this was the part where Christopher needs to act like an award winning actor. They already said their part, Christopher needs to add his portion. He would tell them what he knew.
"… Sigh, I think that what you saw is right. That man is a member of Dark Side."
"… Why are you sure? Did you know him?"
Pablo felt skeptical. They know Zeta cause he already met him once. But for Christopher that never exited this City. He didn't know why he was confident about Zeta's identity.
"Well, you see… promise me first that you'll never tell this to anyone."
"… I swear to the Goddess of Wisdom that I'll never tell what I will hear inside this room."
Pablo touched his chest to present that he was stating the truth.
"Actually, you don't need to do that but fine, and you Sir Yuusha? Are you gonna swear to your Goddess too?"
"… No, but I promise I will never speak of this."
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As a matter of fact, that's a question that Christopher already knew the answer to. Yuusha couldn't swear his allegiance because if he did that, many Goddesses would become angry. Almost all of the Goddesses want him, even the Dark Side's Goddesses love to get him. They were eager to watch his legacy unfold because in this millennium he's the only one who received the 'Gift of Hero'.
"Good, what I will tell you is about what my Father's Intel received. They said that there is odd behavior happening inside the Inaudible Plain. Sometimes they saw lights covering the whole land and sometimes they witnessed many undead crawling out the Plain to escape something. The Intel guessed that there are people inside, based on what they gathered, they identified that those people were from a sect of Dark Side."
Christopher was telling half-lie and half-truth. His father told him that there is odd behavior in the Inaudible Plain but he didn't add anything except that. Christopher added the term Dark Side to convince the two.
'I hope they'll buy it…'
"This… so you're saying they are here! Then we need to kill them!!"
Yuusha stood up, but Pablo stopped him from taking any step.
"Yuusha stop. Calm down and relax for a second. I believe that Christopher said the truth, but there's no reason for us to go there."
Pablo easily believed him. Based on their knowledge about the Dark Side, they were currently searching for ancient artifacts. The Inaudible Plain had been part of the Empire's history since its founding.
He didn't know what they're searching but he knew that this was bad for humanity.
'Zeta's here… so I guess it's the True Apostle this time huh.'
Pablo tapped his finger to think, but Christopher told him another information.
"… Actually, I think I know what they're doing there... I think they are searching for the Heart of Death Necromancer."
"…!!! Th- that! Where did you get that!? Is that legit!!?"
This time Pablo was the one who turned agitated. The name Death Necromancer was taboo in this continent. If Christopher was telling the truth, then they need to stop this immediately.
"Where did you get this information!!?"
"Hey, don't touch me!!"
Pablo held his clothes and pull him upwards. Realizing that what he did was uncivilized, Pablo released him and apologize.
"I-I'm sorry it just-"
"I know, Death Necromancer is a serious topic… follow me. No matter what you see don't say it to anyone. This time I'm serious. Don't speak about this."
Christopher gazed at them in the eye. The thing he would show was the secret that every Mellwood successor must know. It's a secret that he and his Father only knew. Even Veronica was clueless about this.
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