Chapter 15 - “Freya... Just call me Freya.” (2/2)

”Freya... Just call me, Freya.” Lord Vermilion once again hop on her grimoire as she continued, ”There are things I wanted to discuss. Join me, Little Eu…”

She felt somewhat awkward being called 'Little Eu' by this smaller, younger-looking girl as she stares at her. She doesn't want to offend her as she hesitated to respond or say anything. She bit her lips, pondering what to say.

Freya started to crease her brows as she wonders, 'What is this little girl currently thinking?' She looks distraught ever since she appeared after all.

She then said, ”If you are worried, I will tell, Divine Lord Foeni. Rest assured, I have no intention to disclose anything.” she smiles mischievously as she thought, 'That is a little punishment for being so shameless and deceiving you.'

”No… It is just that…” Eu started hesitantly but continued, ”It's just that, you keep calling me 'Little Eu' when you are much smaller… and younger-looking… It feels wrong...” she pauses with a gulp.

She knew her temperament from the three days they were together in the Cave of Origins. She knew for a fact; Freya hated that she looks like a five-year-old toddler, and she hated, even more, when it was pointed out.

There was an awkward silence between them. Freya was stunned as she looks at the Little girl. She understands her point as she unconsciously looks down on herself and back to her.

Eu is expecting her to lash out, but to her surprise, the little Lord hooked her small arm to her neck as she said, ”Then, how about I just call you, Sister Eu or Big Sister Eu instead? Since you look much older than me.”

She was speechless as Freya guided Eu along the busy streets, moving between various shops. She sighs and curiously wondered, 'How did I end up as the elder one when the Holy Guardian Lord is so much older?'

Freya, on the other hand, just ignored her troubled grunts and expressions. She enjoys herself as she hangs out with this young girl.

She doesn't have anyone to accompany her, who will always mistake her as their daughter. It is somewhat nice hanging with someone visually looks close to her age.

Before, Freya is timidly checking out the food stalls on her own. Some even rejected transacting with her.

Freya took the liberty to buy one of each that caught her eye. While Eu holds all of the paper bags, she has already resigned to her fate and accompany her. A smile formed at her lips as she observes the Little Lord enjoys her little food shopping spree.

Meanwhile, Freya recalled how very ecstatic she saw Little Eu wandering on her own. She quickly called her out as she approached her before disappearing from her sight.

The Divine Lord has been working her like a horse since she came back, and she has no time to relax. It is unexpected and a blessing to find this little girl in the Mystic Spirit Bordertown.

Later that night, as the others retreated to their room, they were taken aback when they heard the hearty high pitch familiar laugh. They look at each other as they thought it is impossible the Little Lord was there.

They quickly dismiss the possibility as they thought, Little Eu, can't possibly be acquainted with Lord Vermilion. What are the odds that Little Eu knew her?

It was wishful thinking as they saw the familiar small figure confirming their suspicion. Their face is ashen as they saw the infamous sharp tongue, hot-headed, dictator Lord Vermilion.

She is in their room and laughing heartily as she tells random stories to the young girl who listens to her intently.

They started hesitating to enter their room and wishing themselves to vanish — all except Di'Anon and Triteia.

Everyone is familiar with the Holy Guardian Lord's temperament. They fear that she will lash out when they accidentally interrupt their merry gathering as they walked back.

Freya noticed the group and called their attention in high spirits. They had no choice but hesitantly came back.

”Greetings, Holy Guardian. We were just leaving in fear we might spoil your mood.” Haru tried to explain.

”Ah, you are all being so formal. I have long vacated my post. Calling me Lady Freya will suffice…” She waves her hand as she continued, ”No worries. I am waiting for everyone to arrive so I could discuss an important proposition with you…” she said with a carefree, innocent smile.

She is rarely in good spirits as they oblige. They cautiously reenter the room to prevent offending her. They notice the assorted street foods on the table. It is quite apparent the Eu didn't buy any of them as they looked at the Little Lord, who is happily savoring them. Who would have thought, the Holy Guardian Lord Vermilion Bird is such a foodie?

Still, they all look slightly drained of color and overwhelmed with exhaustion. Triteia and Di'Anon could only sigh as they looked at the other three who are shivering as they reenter the room.

What can the Holy Guardian Lord possibly need from them?