Chapter 1171: Passing On

Chapter 1171: Passing On



Five days later...

Eofel.

"Enough sulking. Whatever he faced must have still gone according to plan. You know how Actuass was, Fulina," Cyne said with a frown. He glared into the back of Fulina's head, and was sure she could feel his piercing stare, but she remained sitting against the wall, her head buried between her knees.

She had been like this since Rearren had come to Eofel with news of Actuass' passing.

Frankly, the news had taken Cyne a few hours to process and even now, he still found it hard to believe, but he wasn't going to spend a whole week mourning as Fulina seemed fully committed to doing.

Before Actuass embarked on his journey to Edagon, he had told him and Fulina, his two right hand people, to ensure that they claimed a territory in Pelian in case what Guissepo had done completely cleared the country, leaving no space for him to work when he returned.

What Actuass' next plan had been, following his acquisition of the Herald Jerthrax's soul, was beyond the two, but they had remained steadfast, awaiting his return.

Cyne wished Actuass had allowed him and Fulina to follow.

A part of him wished that if Actuass had actually perished, he would have perished alongside him, where he belonged.

But now...

Cyne looked at a lavish wooden door to his far right within the mansion, surrounded by the undead Fulina had made several days ago.

He sat beside Fulina. Her sobbing had stopped at least, and this allowed him to talk without her blocking his words with the wet, sorrowful sounds she made.

Cyne sighed.

"Have you considered what might happen if... if the thing Rearren said Actuass entrusted to him brings back Actuass?" he asked.

No reaction came from Fulina.

Cyne frowned.

"Well? You and I both know he could have done it, what with all that knowledge on the soul of his. There's a possibility, right? Perhaps he intends to use the EverSword brat."

Still, Fulina didn't answer, which heavily disconcerted Cyne.

"You have that little faith in his co-"

"What do you mean 'done'?" he asked shakily.

Rearren didn't look him in the eye.

"What Master Actuass desired. It is done. I expect... his plans for all of us will carry on. I expect..." he paused oddly, "everything will all work out in the end. Just as he promised."

Cyne and even Fulina found Rearren's wording strange.

"IT WAS ALL WORTH IT! IT... IT WILL HAPPEN AS HE PROMISED!" Rearren suddenly screamed, bewildering Cyne and Fulina and he wrenched his wife from his leg and cast her away. The sound of her head knocking against the wall was quite vivid. "As he promised. G- good future prospects!"

Cyne and Fulina didn't understand how exactly they were supposed to react to all this. However, the latter, bolder and just as driven as the clearly aggrieved Rearren set to ask him to explain himself when...

"What happened to that Paladin Champion? Revia, was it? You still haven't located her?" a cold voice sounded from the darkness within the room Rearren and Milissa had just left.

Cyne and Fulina's eyes went round with shock.

A formidable presence, crushing and full of Undeath blasted from the room and met their

bodies.

It was extremely familiar.

It had to be...

Cyne broke into a wide smile.

Fulina soulless eyes brimmed with life for the first time in days.

Could it be...?

"You two. Find that woman at once. She is MY asset. I need her now more than ever. Do not

return without her in your clutches," the cold voice said.

Immediately, the hopeful glow within Cyne and Fulina was doused.

The only thing that could have been worse than the words they had just heard, was the

beginning of a great, rumbling noise...