Chapter 688: Flawed Creatures... (1/2)
”…you are a strange one.” Lucia said after a brief silence.
”Yeah, whatever. So? What now? Do you have something for me or no?” Vendrick asked, getting somewhat impatient.
”…” Lucia didn't reply. Instead she sighed and waved her hand.
Lights coagulated in front of Vendrick, it was blinding for a moment but when it was over, it revealed the things that Lucia prepared for him.
A chest filled to the brim with chunks of ruby crystals. A shelf filled with books. A hill of gold and treasures, vials containing different kinds of medicine and etc...
”These are the collective inheritance that's left. Take them and use them according to your desire. Take this ring as well, you can use it to store all of your items just like the Storage Pouch. The space inside the ring is vast, you can use it to store mountains and rivers if you want.”
”Oh! Now we're talking.” Vendrick didn't hesitate to take the ring from her and mark it as his. He then used the ring to transfer everything in front of him inside, he even place the storage bag inside the ring.
After collecting everything, Vendrick looked up to Lucia and he could almost see a complicated expression on her face. An idea struck him and he couldn't help but ask...
”What will happen to you now?”
”...” Lucia didn't reply at first. Vendrick could feel that she was deliberating about something. Moments later, she heard him ask: ”Really strange...why do you feel so confident?”
”Eh?” Vendrick was caught off-guard by that sudden question. He tilted his head and replied: ”Am I feeling confident? I don't know about that. What I do know is stressing myself out won't help at all. Getting depressed and giving out without putting up a fight is just way out of my style.”
”Are you not...afraid? Of death?”
”Hmm...” Vendrick wore a pondering expression and replied, ”Kind of, but not really. I mean, it's life's natural course isn't it? All living beings will eventually die. It's just a matter of when and how that's going to make a difference.”
”So what if I die? What if I don't? What if I fail? Should I just give up because somebody told me that there's no chances of winning? How did they know? Why shouldn't I try? Am I not allowed to even choose how I die?...thinking about these things is just really stressful. Why bother? I'm just going to live how I want to live. You said it's my choice anyway, right?”
”...right.”
”There we go.” Vendrick shrugged. ”You still haven't answered my question you know?”
”...you can't be possibly thinking of making me you wife now do you?”
”Beats me, weren't you reading my thoughts? Tell me about it then.” Vendrick looked blandly at her.
He could've sworn that Lucia's lips were twitching from annoyance, but that might also he his imagination as well.
”I'm going back to sleep. I've done all I can and I've given everything away. My oath to His Majesty concludes right here. I just don't want to care anymore.”
”Cool.” Vendrick shrugged. ”Do that then, have a long and good sleep. But before you do that, send me out of here.”
”Keep walking that way and you'll reach the exit.” Lucia pointed behind him.