The next morning, I was preparing my stuff to leave the mansion. There was a cart waiting for me outside to deliver me to my new home, with a new family. I was in my bedroom making sure to not forget anything indispensable.“Money, guns, swords, some books, and repairing gear… I guess I´m set”I never had a lot of belongings, if it´s not completely necessary, then I don´t need them to use space in my room, that´s how I´ve always lived. There were exceptions, like the photo of Veronica and myself on her 16th birthday. That same day I heard Herion talk about her engagement with the king and queen of Asphyxia. Even if the engagement hasn´t been decided yet, it puts me on edge every time I think about it.The image of them getting married was to be expected according to the original story, and for the sake of the world, that marriage will end with Veronica´s death at the hands of the heroine. But I won´t let that happen. Ever.“Just wait for me, heroine, you will meet my hands soon enough

With the first rays of morning, Jasmine was helping me to put on my uniform.After buttoning my shirt, she grabbed the necktie laying on my bed and proceeded to pass the shorter tip behind my head. Her body pressed against mine as if it was just the most natural of eventualities."Aren´t you a bit close?""I can´t make the knot right if I´m not at least this close"Her teasing grin made painfully obvious her lie."Right..."I let it slip since there wasn´t really any damage besides my pride."Hm"Looking at her hands, I realized that she was making an unusually nice knot on my tie. Which made me realize how skillful she was regarding a maid´s expertise in her job. I´m sure she had a job that was somehow similar to her current one. The thing is, should I ask about it?"Aaand... Done! How is it? Too tight?"Watching her handicraft I saw a neatly placed necktie that gave me an air of formality. I was happy with the results."This is actually very nice. Thank you""You´re welcome~"Hmm, d

What... What is she doing here?..."Umm, how did you call me?""Master? Hey?"How?... Did she... Did she also die?..."I-Is this something he does frequently?""No... No, it isn´t"What the hell am I supposed to do now?... How am I supposed to save Verónica when that person is the heroine?..."Dominique... Dominique! Snap out of it!"Slap!"Woah! Wha- Whe- Huh?""Ah... Finally..."I suddenly returned to reality. My left cheek burned with pain as Jasmine was holding my arms with a worried expression. The person behind her was more confused than anything."H-Hey. Are you okay? You just zoomed out for a minute there"Her voice was the same as I remembered. Even her expression and the way she moves her hands and tilts her head. Except for the colors and the uniform... It was her..."Yhea... Yhea, I´m fine. I just... Got a little surprised... I thought you were someone I knew from a long time ago... But you´re not..."Yes. It doesn´t matter how similar they are. She can´t have died on a si

For a moment I thought it was the student from the stables, it could have been better since the people standing now in front of us were already pulling out their weapons."I will only say this once. Leave our academy!"They were 5. A blonde guy with a shiny sword of gold seemed to be the leader. His shouts were so loud that a multitude of students surrounded us in no time.Some of them were openly supporting the blonde student. "Leave! You demons!" "Filthy commoners!" "You belong to the streets!"Whatever insult that may come to their minds was being spilled into our faces with the fervor of a million-prize winner.Stepping in front of Jasmine and Isabella I spoke to the student."Didn´t you hear the prince? We are also students from Xerxes, which means we can also ask for his help"My words touched a fiber. It was obvious considering the red now glowing from his face."Nonsense! I don´t know what trickery fooled the prince, but once he sees your true nature I´m going to be given the

In the cabin was a giant torch, once it was ignited; the fight would start.Dominique and Isabella were discretely chatting between them, Opherio noticed this and scuffed at them while thinking to himself: "Useless".The irregulars smiled at each other, since they both were attracted to the human eye, the image was almost artistic. However, they were still irregulars, which turn the piece of art into a foul and obscene picture of monsters grinning at their execution.Opherion couldn´t wait anymore. Once the torch lightens, he will shove away every one to be the first one to cut into tiny bits the man who dared to challenge him despite his noble origins.A failure like them wouldn´t stand a chance against his water magic and swordsmanship. He has been appraised for being a talented user of both skills. A street fight like this was nothing but a method to ease his anger and hatred toward the errors of the world.Opherio looked at the torch. Siegfreid was pointing his palm at the empty o