Chapter 94

Chapter 94

Still panting, she called for Lucian. Her small voice was enough to grab his attention.

“Haa… Let, let me breathe. Please, I don’t have very good lung capacity. Do you have an intention to kill me?”

She shot back in a way, though he could only see a grunt with tears in her eyes.

“I’m sorry, Ray.”

He apologized so quickly whenever he was rude and forceful, Rachel couldn’t get any more angry and was just huffing. Rather than being angry, she seemed a little embarrassed.

For the first time in his life, he blamed his finger.

He was amazed at how it could break into her mouth and stir it without hesitation. In addition, how good his lung capacity was, even though he felt dizzy when his lips were clogged a little bit, he did not see any movements at all and did not even make harsh breathing sounds, so it felt as if he had become a strange person.

Lucian then sat down on the sofa and hugged her. Enzo disappeared along with his anxiously soaring heart.

He hugged Rachel tightly as he recalled Enzo’s words. He felt her breathing in his arms, hiding his insecurities.

“I can’t get angry all the time…”

Rachel tapped his hard arm. It was a protest in her own way, but he burst into laughter unknowingly because it was a murmur that was so weak that it was barely felt.

“Don’t be angry, Ray.”

“Do you know how painful your lips are? Why do you not know why?”

She continued to grumble with embarrassment, bitterness and complex sentiments. Rather, seeing her like that, Lucian found a sense of stability. With his face resting on the pulsating nape of her neck, he was finally able to close his eyes.

His stiff eyes, which had never been closed by anxiety, were as brilliant gold as usual.

Oscar dug the ground for nothing and then filled it up again and again. He climbed the mountain behind with Damien, but he got bored.

“Ah, I’m bored.”

“.…”

To Damien who didn’t answer, Oscar spoke again.

“AH! I’m very bored!”

He stood up after tormenting only the pitiful ground. Then, he climbed up the tree lightly, climbed to the top, and looked at the mansion. Sitting well on the thin branch, Oscar pulled a little barrel out of his pocket.

Crinkle-crinkle—

As he shook the barrel next to his ear, Oscar let out a small sigh as he opened it. He took out small yellow-green colored grains from the barrel and put them in his mouth.

“Now, there are only three left. What do we do?”

Even though it was a small mumble, Damien answered it indifferently.

“Save more, then.”

Oscar was furious at his words.

“How can I save more here? I mean, I only eat one a day! Why doesn’t the Master buy me more melon-flavored candy!”

Damien clicked his tongue in a childlike grunt and flew away. He flew round and round next to Oscar, who was sitting on a branch.

“Master can’t even get out of the mansion right now.”

“I know, that damn brother is blocking her.”

“Then, do you understand why she can’t buy you the melon-flavored candy?”

“Hey, who says I don’t know that?”

Conveying the facts, he was met by the angry Oscar. The thin branches were bent but not broken. Damien, who was watching the scene closely, asked.

“But, on such a thin branch, how did you get up there?”

“Heh, are you jealous?”

“No way.”

Oscar sighed deeply when he saw Demian floating in the air, gazing at sorry for the blunt reply.

“Yes, how can a bird understand the mind of a land animal? I must understand you.”

Even when Oscar sat down again, the twigs as thin as stalks swayed.

Damien’s pale wooden eyes shone strangely at that sight. It was because he could see Oscar’s magic moving freely in his eyes.

“Answer me. How did you get up there?”

“It’s the top secret of only the fox shapeshifter. You’ll get hurt, so go away, hawk shapeshifter.”

Oscar waved his hand. However, Damien was persistent.

“Tell me.”

“Why.”

“Because it might be helpful to the master.”

“…What?”

At the mention of the master, Oscar jumped up again. Damien asked, confirming that the branches were still intact.

“Is that moving magic?”

“Sheesh, why are you asking me when you can see it?”

“Because what I see is not accurate. Are you moving? Really…?”

As Damien persistently questioned, Oscar replied, “Before that, shouldn’t you explain why this is helpful to the master?”

At his reasonable request, Damien spoke up without hesitation.

“Before, that woman named Cassandra did harm to the Master.”

“What? Then, the master collapsed because of that woman?”

“Yes. To be precise, Cassandra’s magic was trying to consume the master’s magic, but it didn’t work.”

“…Consume magic?”

“I can’t judge exactly, though if the master’s magic died out, she might have lost her body to Cassandra.”

“Damn, it’s trouble from the start.”

Damien asked again to Oscar, who spit out harsh swear words.

“What are her real abilities? What powers do they have?”

Shapeshifters didn’t talk about their abilities. It was impossible to tell someone who might become an enemy, what their precious weapon was. But, when it comes to Rachel, it was different. That was why Damien was asking such a shameless question.

In any case, the one that was crazier than himself when it involved the Master was Damien.

Because Oscar was born a fox shapeshifter, he could not obey the master as much as he was a falcon who never obeyed. There was only one reason he had Rachel as his master.

Because he liked her.

He just wanted to be by her side. However, did that mean that his master could die?

…To Cassandra.

“My ability is to amplify or reduce magic. That’s why I can focus it or disperse it.”

Damien, who had been listening to Oscar, asked. His face was very serious.

“Then, can you amplify the master’s magic as well? Conversely, can you reduce Cassandra’s magical power?”

“Hmm… I can’t say for sure because I’ve never done it with someone else’s magic.”

He said to Oscar, who spoke in a voice that lacked confidence.

“If not, there is nothing I can do. We have no choice but to find another way.”

Oscar was furious at his words, which sounded harsh and unclean, “I said I couldn’t say for sure! I didn’t say that I couldn’t, you greedy thing!”

“Then, how is it possible? You said you don’t know her body.”

“That’s why I’m not making chances! I’m trying to use magic externally too! Hot!”

At that, he kept his mouth shut. Damien looked at him without saying a word and sighed a little.

“You don’t know what kind of power I have. I’ve known your magic power from the moment you showed me. But why hide it?”

“….This sleazy bastard. If I had known from the beginning, I would say I knew.”

Damien asked Oscar with a slightly different expression than usual.

“If you can, make it possible.”

“What is it, disgusting?”

He uttered jokingly for nothing, but when Damien, who only knew the Master, made a serious request, goosebumps rose all over his body.

“Ah, though it’s a ghost that lives just parasitizing its owner, will it cause great harm? Oh, I’m not saying I’m not going to help. I am just curious.”

Oscar struggled to remember what the tortoise shifter had said before. What does it mean to say that sometimes non-humans live amongst humans…? If they didn’t just live as a parasite on a living human like Cassandra, what kind of non-humans were they talking about?

Damien spoke to him, who shook his head fiercely.

“Remember that rude blonde man before?”

“Ah, wouldn’t it be cool to eat that piece of garbage?”

Oscar ground his teeth, remembering Noah.

“Did I tell you about the color of his magic power?”

“Uh, do you?”

“The color of magic. He was talking about does not refer to the color of the human body. Exactly, it’s the magic of the soul… that’s why he was able to distinguish the master’s and that woman’s magical powers.”

“Oh, that’s the magic of the soul.”

Damien looked at him pathetically as he mumbled without thinking. After seeing him, who was not different from usual, Oscar sighed with relief and smiled brightly.

“Suddenly, you felt very strange because you were serious by yourself.”

“Hey, you sound like a pathetic guy.”

“What—!”

Damien, who pressed her toes against Oscar’s forehead, as he was about to run away, shouted in an annoyed tone.

“There are two types of magical powers in Master’s body. However, at that time, that person’s magic was only one color. Did you understand what I said?”

“…One color? Weren’t they two souls?”

“So, I don’t know for sure, but there are two possibilities.”

“What is that?”

“One is that the original soul is eaten by another soul.”

Oscar involuntarily swallowed the melon-flavored candy that was left in his mouth, waiting for Damien to speak.

“The other is that the master’s soul is special. It is possible that she was holding on without being eaten by that soul. Still, what if there is no guarantee that it will ever be? So, what can we do?”

Oscar thought for a moment.

The days when the Master disappeared from his side… That was more than he thought…

He felt very dirty.

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