38 For the Future Part 1 (1/2)

Vincent's point of view instantly changed. Before him now was a familiar mansion. This mansion was where he grew since he was young, this mansion was where he had always lived.

”—Agh…”

Vincent groaned in pain from the wounds received from the dark angel. There were some knives still stuck in him which from slight movements caused throbbing pain. The good side was that because of the knives there were not a lot of blood coming out of his wounds.

However, he had a slit on his body caused by a sword which caused him to bleed out.

… If only I can heal myself…

He may be able to cast healing magic. However, he can only cast it unto others. Which means he cannot heal himself with the healing magic which he currently possessed. Indeed, his healing magic came from his gift, but the required level must be obtained in order to create or learn a new spell which can heal himself. In contrast, he was almost to the required level however unable to reach the exact level before the recent disaster.

In spite of the pain, he compelled himself to stand up. He was trembling as he stood but that wasn't enough to make him give up.

…Too far… I thought I teleported inside the mansion…

In his current condition, he may not have a lot of time live if he doesn't receive immediate medical attention. Thus, he cast a teleportation spell towards inside his mansion. However, instead he got teleported outside and a few distances from the door.

This was one of the drawbacks of teleportation magic. He cast teleportation from very far away, from Russia to France. With that, the teleportation will lose its accuracy and the caster won't be teleported precisely where he wanted.

Vincent had heard about something like this. However, there wasn't enough concrete evidence to support this drawback because there wasn't really much a lot of people that were high level enough to cast teleportation magic – well, he never knew anyone high level as himself.

However, now it appeared that drawback really exist.

He weakly walked towards the door leaving trails of blood on the pathway as he moved.

When he finally had the doors in his reach, he immediately leaned on the door to help him in standing up. He felt like he didn't have enough strength to even open the door. If he did attempt to do just that, he felt he might just use up all of his strength and end up dying. Thus, there was only one option left.

He reached for the doorbell and pressed it several times at a quick pace, with that he can get the attention of all the people inside. After that, he felt his strength had fully left him and he fell to the ground. However, he tried to keep his eyes open.

After a few seconds, the door opened and there revealed a butler.

”S-Sir?!”

Unable to hold the urge to keep his eyes open. He shut his eyes and there he lost consciousness.

***

Vincent has awoken, he felt he was lying on something soft and some sheets. He opened his eyes and saw a familiar ceiling which immediately caused him to realize he was in his room.

”I thought you would wake up at any moment.”

A familiar voice reached his ears.

Vincent rose up and he turned his head to look at the source of the sound.

”Edward…”

His Butler, Edward, was sitting on a chair as he held a book. It appeared he was reading.

After Vincent spoke his name, the butler placed the book on the small round table and stood up.

”Good morning, sir.”

”What time is it?”

Edward took a look at his watch.

”It's already past nine in the morning.”

”Hm…”

Vincent took a look at his body which was supposed to be heavily damaged. There were some scars on his body, but it seemed he had already recovered.

”Thank goodness we got to treat your wounds immediately last night.”

Vincent once again looked at Edward. Then Edward continued.

”You were in a dire state. You were about to die, luckily one of our maid's healing spell managed to heal you, although it was barely managed to survive.”

One of the maids in the house has the ability to cast healing magic. However, she can only cast low tier healing magic due to her being at a low level.

It might have required a lot of work to heal Vincent.

”I see…”

Silence fell upon the room. Vincent looked down with a facial expression as though he was looking afar and in deep thought. Also, in his eyes, it could be seen he was upset. No, it was probably more than upset, perhaps grief or sorrow, or probably all of that.

Puzzled, Edward decided to ask Vincent. It may not be a nice subject, even so, he was curious. In addition, Vincent looked like he was holding all his feelings. It might be a wise choice to ask him and relieve him of his negative feelings.

”What happened Vincent?”

Vincent shrugged as he heard his question.

Vincent slowly shifted his eyes to Edward with widened eyes. Then, he recalled the dying moments of his allies. It was as though everything flashed before his eyes and as if he relived those moments again.

He lowered his head once again. All of the sudden, he breathed shakily and his eyes seemed to be trembling.

”… All of them… Maya, Zoey… John …everyone… they're all dead.”

”A-All, you say…”

Edward was not so shocked by that fact. That's because he had already thought that might be the case. After all, Vincent alone came back. Even so, he still felt grief and surprise that they had indeed died.

”Dammit!!”