Chapter 27 – The Second Inheritor (1/2)

Chapter 27 – (Title is a spoiler, so it’s given at end of chapter)

Within the fog, the shadow continued walking towards their direction.

Seeing the figure approach them, Calron felt slightly nervous, as he had come to learn by now that misfortune seemed to follow him everywhere.

Even Fatty seemed a bit jittery with the current atmosphere. He could instinctively feel that someone with a powerful aura was coming towards them.

*clack**clack*

The sound of a wooden stick hitting against the ground echoed in the quiet road.

“Eh? I’ve heard that sound before…could it be?”

Just as Calron muttered to himself, a figure soon emerged from the fog, revealing his features.

“Master!”

Calron exclaimed, as he saw the wrinkled face of Elias slowly being illuminated under the moonlight. His silver hair was neatly tied in a ponytail, and his white robe glowed with the same luminance as the gentle moon above. The fog started to disperse away as he stepped out of it, and he continued to walk towards Calron and Fatty.

Seeing his Master, Calron felt both elated and confused. His Master did not like to come out in public and moreover, he had often reminded Calron to keep their relationship completely hidden from others.

This was the only reason why he still had not disclosed anything about his Martial Arts training to Fatty. In the sparse time they had spent together, both boys had unknowingly developed an unbreakable bond. They did not know much about each other’s past or history, but their souls were naturally drawn to each other, as if they shared a similar fate.

Fatty was the most shocked out of the both of them. Calron had just called this old man in front him, “Master”, so how could he not be surprised? Furthermore, the man was completely blind!

Even in the dark, Fatty could clearly see Elias’ opaque grey eyes and the click clacking of the wooden stick against the ground. Only blind people had cloudy eyes, as their vision was impaired.

“Big brother, did you just called him ‘Master’?”

Fatty spluttered hesitantly next to Calron.

Realizing his sudden blunder, Calron felt foolish as he had just revealed the deeply kept secret between him and Elias. Glancing towards his Master to see his reaction, Calron felt mollified by Elias’ next few words.

“It’s fine, Calron. He would have found out sooner or later. Besides I need him to know now.”

Elias said with a slight smile as he finally arrived in front of the two boys.

Baffled by his Master’s words, Calron just stood there while pondering what Elias meant.

“Roran, I can cure you of your sickness.”

Just those few words uttered by Elias shook Fatty’s world!

Never mind the fact that the man already knew his name, but his sickness was a closely guarded secret that not even the entire Axier family knew!

Fatty’s hands trembled as he subconsciously staggered back a few steps.

“H-How did you know?”

Fatty asked with a quiver in his voice. His sickness was his greatest weakness and if others found out what it actually was, he would be treated worse than trash!

Paying no attention to the changes in Fatty’s behavior, Elias calmly responded.

“Because I am the same as you.”

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“Report!”

A cold voice commanded the man kneeling in front of the dais.

“My Lord, Master Dane has agreed to take the little lady under his tutelage for the next few years. We have talked with the School Head, and Master Dane should have no troubles staying at the Red Boar School during that duration.”

The assassin stated in a stoic voice.

“How did Felice take the news?”

A frosty voice inquired, as its owner slowly stood up from his seat. The tall man turned towards his side and looked out the window, while the assassin continued to kneel on the floor.

A pale full moon gently floated in the starry sky. Below, the calm wind embraced the leaves on the trees as it softly swayed in the night.

“Little lady was most pleased when she found out that Master Dane would be tutoring her in Martial Arts. His reputation is indeed quite renowned.”

“Hmm, I’m glad.”

The moonlight shone on the man’s face, revealing his grey hair and trimmed beard. A pair of piercing cobalt eyes gazed at the scenery outside the window, as several creases appeared near his eyes.

“How is he?”

Suddenly, a gentle whisper sounded from the grey-haired man.