27 Blood and Chaos Army Meet -1 (2/2)
Freya glared irritatedly ”It could have been the feathers of some fallen- never mind....”
”You Anarchists all come from the same mold- loud and annoying!”
Freya continued to mutter under her breath
”At least Martin is better....”
”Oooh, do you like him?” Kate asked conspiratorially.
”No!”
”Now, now don't be so quick to deny-” Kate looked up to check her expression then changed what she was going to say
”I understand, Sorry!”
”Good girl” Freya nodded happily. It seems that the girl wasn't that annoying after all.
”It must be hard for you.”
”Wait...What exactly did you understand?” Freya suddenly started to feel a chill for some reason.
”It must be Marcus in that case.”
”He's my cousin.”
”...” Kate
”Well, whaddya know, Incest is wincest?”
”...” Freya
Freya shook her head to calm down her anger.
She's just a little girl. Just a little girl. Only with a mouth big that kept on spewing shit, that just made you want to gut her. She's just a little kid.
Freya decided to use her wind magic to re-arrange the scene and reconstruct the previous events in hopes of clues.
Objects went flying left and right as if they were being thrown about in reverse and invisible ghosts were moving about the room.
”There have been three people here, two of them are members of the winged order and they seem to have left for a new location.”
”A third person had come to visit them and judging by the physique and height and, body language.”
”No way......”
”It is one of the male demon generals.”
”No shit! How the hell did you figure that out from these vague clues?” Kate asked dumbfoundedly.
”Magic!” Freya said. It was only one word but seemed to hold immeasurable depth and meaning.
”That made no bloody sense! Magic what? You can't just say magic and expect me to roll over and accept that!”
”It's magic.” Freya nodded solemnly and expressionlessly again.
”...” Kate
”Hey, you are n-”
” -It's the will of the world” God, was it fun to give the brat a taste of his own medicine.
”At least stick to the same excuse you-”
”Let's go back and report the information. We have more hideouts to check later to see if we can find their trail.”
(AN: If any of you guys were wondering how she found out, it was part deduction because the physiology of demons(two extra horns) and their height and body language gave the clues and part cause THE PLOT demands it.)
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Meanwhile at the arena. The first match was over with greatsword wielder practically burying his opponent into the ground.
General Black smirked arrogantly at Fredrick Scarlet
”It seems that you are going to lose.”
General Scarlet nodded his head seriously and looked his rival in the eye.
”Roger Black, even if you do win this match, do you think you will gain anything?”
”Of course I would! I get to crush you and your heretic ideas!”
”No, What I mean is do you think you will get away with what you are doing just because of your services to the nation”
”What are you talking about?” Roger Black asked back, his tone several degrees colder.
”Why? You are asking ME that Roger” Fedrick slurred along slowly, enjoying himself as he dragged on the sentence. ”You should know yourself how you are plotting the downfall of this nation.” Fredrick laughed haughtily as he pointed an accusatory finger at the other general.