《Child of Fate》Part 8
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[Day 12 Month 6 Year of Crescent Moon: 00.00]
On the middle of the night, when the blue moon reign supreme in the dark sky and guarded by the blinking star, a shadow slipped past on the crack of the wooden window. The shadow dropped to the floor and then a shape of man can be seen materialized, it closed eyes opened and a pair of red eyes can be seen observing the dark room before landed on the figure of a person who wearing a white clothes sitting in the corner of the room.
“So you has arrived…” The man in white clothes said as he leaned forward while supported by his both hands on his chin. His hidden face illuminated by the moonlight and the familiar small glasses shined with the light. It was the Head Shrine
“Ha ha ha… Your intuition is sharp as always.” The man with red eyes walked and pulled a chair and sitting opposite of the Head Shrine and smirked.
The Head Shrine sighed and stared at the man in front of him.
“So, what is the reason you meet me in the middle of the night, Harold?”
Harold who was called only shrugged his shoulder before folded his hand and stared at the Head Shrine with narrowed eyes.
“The Sacred Ritual. I want to know the real sacred text of me. I know that I didn’t hear about the two sacred texts before me, but I know that you’re hiding the truth regarding the sacred text of the Child of the Star.”
Hearing Harold cold word the Head Shrine stared at him in silence but in his mind, he was troubled but seeing the serious expression of Harold. His hesitation disappeared and he raised his both hand in surrender.
“Fine. But, I can only say this in advance. The sacred text that I read is true, but I only read the important part. And, for your safety, I cannot give you the real text. So I will give you advice of my understanding. You have to make sure your heart is clean! you have the power that originally was part of the darkness. I afraid that you may lose control over your dark emotion.”
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Harold stays staring at the Head Shrine, and his red eyes glowed for a little. The figure of Head Shrine in his eyes changed. His body slowly giving out a thin yellow aura then changed into white, pure white.
Harold as the Shadow Master already mastered the power that he learns from his teacher. And one of it was the Aura Sight. This allows him to see through any intellect creature as their body will giving out different aura depend on their emotion. If they are trying to think something bad, their body would give out thick black aura. So he can see through any lie.
But do the Head Shrine skipped some of his sacred text? Is it really alright? What he read is sacred text which given by the High God right? Harold seems troubled but he shrugged.
Back to the case, the Head Shrine body giving out a thin yellow aura that meaning that he was feeling worried and the white aura meaning that he doesn’t lie. Harold closed his eyes while trying to feel his feeling. Indeed, the disturbance within his body that he suppressed from when he finished the training with his master slowly appear and disappear.
“I needed to make my heart clean… I see…”
“Listen, Harold. A human is a creature with full desire, you must not let this emotion taking control your mind! And this is about Shi-“ Before the Head Shrine finished, the figure of Harold already melded into shadow and disappeared, leaving the Head Shrine who now gazed at the moon beyond the window.
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[Day 12 Month 6 Year of Crescent Moon: 10.00]
“Dang it, am late!” A figure of the person wearing a black robe can be seen running through the road that crowded with people. His footwork is trained as he evaded the people on right and left side with ease, the bag on his hip bounced each time he slid and running past a narrow path.
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A purple medal on his neck also bounced off the robe sometimes, but the man didn’t have any time for this and he keep moving his feet forward toward his destination.
Not long, he can see two figures standing beside the iron gates that currently closed. He saw that the man with blond hair currently folded his hand with an expressionless face and beside him was a girl that smiled wryly at the man. Before long the one who noticed the black robed man was surprisingly the girl.
“Ah, Harold! You finally come!”
“S-Sorry, I got oversleep…” Harold who slowed down his feet smiled wryly as he apologized toward his two companions.
“Sigh, It cannot be helped then…” Shirley shrugged her shoulder before timidly staring at the man beside her, noticing something, Harold asked her.
“What happen to him?”
“Erm… Sleeping?”
“What!?”
Seeing Roland who standing with folded hand while his eyes wide open like glaring at the scenery is not moving an inch even after Harold arrival, Shirley troubled to answer him.
“You… Do you know the important of time?”
Suddenly Roland cold voice can be heard as he slowly turned his head to Harold on his side without changing his body posture. This sudden change surprised Harold a little, but he keep
the composed expression and smiled at him instead.
“Don’t say that I am too busy with preparation last night and ended sleeping late and oversleep. Ha ha ha...”
While laughing, Harold told some excuse. He, of course, dislike people lie, but who says that he cannot lie?
Roland only raised one of his eyebrows while keep staring at Harold, before he turned around and faced the gate. He walked toward the one soldier that looking like guarding the component to open the gate. Taking the chance that Roland walking away, Shirley trotted toward Harold.
“Your lie is still easy to read as always, Harold… Do you know that we already tired waiting for you? Who is the one that telling the cool thing about waiting on the gate in the morning? You self-proclaimed hero!”
“You… Hey!”
Shirley started teasing Harold as she stuck out her tongue at him, seeing it Harold feeling irritated and want to knock her head a little but she rushed out while giggling in a pleasant voice.
Giving out a smile, Harold chased over Shirley and meet with Roland who finished the procedure to pass the gate. As they arrive, the thick and heavy gate slowly raised as the road opened toward them.
“Then, Harold. Where is our transportation?”
Roland turned his body toward Harold and asked this question as he didn’t see any creatures or vehicles that they could use in this mission.
Noticing this Shirley also looked around before she tilted her head in confusion. Harold in other hand shakes his head and asked a question instead.
“How is your preparation? Do your each bag filled with the promised items?” Seeing the nod of approval from both of them, Harold smiled and walked toward the gate that now opened wide and said. “Just follow me for a second.”
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