《My Second Life》Ch 32 The dark shadow
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Huh? The guy touched my hair and sniffed?!
"Kya a pervert!! Save me!! Save me!!" I shouted. The guy was taken back. "Wait what?? Hey who are you calling a pervert? I helped you and this is how you repay!!"
He grabbed my hands. "Don't you remember me?" He looked at me with concern, placing his palm on my forehead.
"I am sorry but I don't know you, so can you just leave me!!" I shook off his hand. "How can that be? Did I made a problem with the formula?"he placed his hands on chin and dwelled in his thoughts.
Just then Michael came out from the building, looking in our direction he unsheathed his swords.
"STAY AWAY FROM HER!" He slashed the sword and a red aura flew towards the pervert.
As it touched his body the red aura dispersed into air. That pervert didn't even move a muscle, he was still in deep thoughts.
Michael ran and stood in front of me. "Are you all right?" He placed his hands on shoulder looking me up and down, making sure I am fine.
"Yea I am alright." I assured him. "Perhaps you... regained your past life memory or?" He paused, "perhaps the future?" The pervert after thinking a lot looked at me and looked surprised after seeing Michael.
"Oh ho! Whom do we have here?! What pleasure do I owe to meet the Sun-of-the-kingdom." Michael was not at all pleased by his words. Michael pointed the sword towards the perverts neck. The red aura started spreading from the bottom to the tip of the sword. The pervert moved his hand in a circle, black fog forming between his hands. "Cathy stop this, otherwise I have to clean the mess again." he slowly forwarded his hands to the sword.
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What is this? I didn't mean this to happen! Suddenly both Michael and the pervert stopped by the sound of horses. We all hide behind the seat. "Shhh" the pervert put his fingers on lips. I ducked low, almost like a duck who got stuck in mud. A female knight in black hoodie entered the building from where Michael just left. As the door closed, a young girl with brilliant green eyes entered the building. If I am not wrong,(whisper) "Isn't that Natalia?" I whispered to Michael.
He nodded, his ears turning red. "Let me just sneaky peaky, oh by the way I am not pervert my name is Harrison." And the pervert disappeared into thin air.
"Harrison? I haven't heard that name or have I?" racking my brain didn't help me remember that name and like before my memories didn't come.
"Let's return Cathy it's past midnight." "Yes.. what! Past midnight! We should hurry back!" I completely forgot about the time. Emma told me to reach before midnight.
Watching me worried Michael hurried to get his horse. "Here Cathy" he lifted me up onto the horse.
Then we rode as fast as possible.
Thinking back, did I know him I mean this person? Why are the memories so blurry? My head started to ache. As soon as we reached the Duchy we entered through the back yard where Emma was waiting for us.
"My lady! Thank goodness you arrived! Let's go to your room." I hummed as Michael helped me get down. As I was walking to the mansion, I looked back. Michael smiled at me before putting his hoodie and went back.
I ran to my room before dad could know. We reached the room and shut the door panting and gasping. Catching breathe.
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"Wheww we made Emma!" "Yes my lady!" She grinned, then looked at me with mischievous eyes, "How was the Date my lady?" I grinned ear to ear. "Well it was-"
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From the balcony a thunderous voice came. The dark figure seen through the curtain.
A-a monster?! The dark figure was nearing. Frost you hear me? 'yes I am ready'
The curtains were lifted sideways. As the dark figure drew nearer I channeled my mana which I didn't know how to do just that something from there took over. Is it.... the body? I can't control myself but it's helping me to calm down.
I slowly lifted my hands up, concentrating on my palm, the tingling feeling in my hand grew more. As the dark figure came out of the balcony, I darted an icicle.
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