Chapter 322 - Johns Death. (1/2)

”Can't you just use a healing spell?!” Hexo asked

”I-I Can't… H-His heart… It… Stopped…” Muttered Satire

The instant the word stopped was mentioned, everyone had felt like they had taken a punch to the liver. Hexo wasn't buying any of it.

”W-What are you talking about? Satire, this is bro we're talking about… He soloed a dragon in it's true form… Do you know how many people could do that?” Hexo asked

”Hexo, check it yourself. His heart, has stopped.” Said The guild master after placing his hands on John's wrist.

Hexo couldn't believe it, he didn't want to believe it. He was hesitant to check, but had no other choice.

He placed his hand on John's wrist and placed his head above his heart, using his superhuman senses to see if he could hear something.

*…* *…* *…*

Nothing. Not a single heart beat.

”No way… He's… dead…?”

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In the middle of a popular continent, a young lady could be seen gearing up. She had just gotten out of the showers and had finally gotten dressed.

She placed her golden white wand in the sheathe tied to her leggings, and placed a large book before looking at her reflection on the mirror ahead of her.

She walked out of her room, and noticed a young lady dressed in a maids outfit, sweeping with a broom through the corridor. Long pink hair tied back into a bun with sweet pink eyes.

Once she saw that the young lady had left her room, she quickly stopped what she was doing before greeting her.

”Young mistress, good morning.” Said the maid as she bowed.

”Good morning, Lydia. And I told you to stop calling me that, just my name is fine.” Replied the young lady

”I must apologise, but that would be imprudent. I am working for you, after all.” Lydia replied

Upon hearing this, the young lady frowned before eventually letting out a sigh.

”If you say so… Where are the kids?” She asked

”They're currently sleeping in their rooms.”

”Tell them I said good morning when they wake up.”

”As you wish.” Replied Lydia before she bowed

Upon seeing that everything was prepared, she quickly set off, leaving her small house  as she did so.

”I'm off.”

”Have a safe trip.”

As she opened the doors and stepped onto her front porch, she could see a young man, around his early twenties, standing on her front yard.

Long purple hair with blue eyes. He was tall and wore a cloak covering both his frame and possessions, however the long detailed staff on his back stood out, defeating the whole point of a wearing magician wearing a cloak.

She closed her door and walked down the stairs of her porch. Walking right past the young man and ignoring him as she did so.

”Ignoring me? That's harsh even for you, S-Rank adventurer, Golden Empress Of Flames. Or should I say, Serena.”

”Be quiet-”

The instant she finished her sentence, Serena quickly back, facing the direction of the house, before placing her hand over her c.h.e.s.t.

”Hm? What's wrong?” He asked as he stood beside her and stared in the same direction.

”Nothing…” Serena muttered before shaking her head and turning around.

Serena walked on with her mind focused on what she had just felt. Even though it was for a brief moment, she was certain of the feeling.

'Why did I get such a sad feeling, just now…?'

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John opened his eyes only to find himself paralyzed and glued to the dark floor beneath him.

Darkness everywhere he looked, he couldn't see anything aside from his own body which somehow stood out from the dark despite there being no light.

As he struggled to move, a figure was suddenly formed in front of him. A dark shadowy figure with no body and a strange humanoid shape. It's back was turned to John and it seemed to be watching something in the ceiling but John couldn't see it.

”Hm, I didn't think you'd be back so soon, how long has it been since last time?”