Chapter 214: Cycle—Marcus

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Chapter 214: Cycle—Marcus



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Marcus Aurelius POV

A man approached my room, my sanctuary.

His name was Emir.

Lyra showed me his achievements, and I was impressed.

An Order's chosen; that's what he was.

But there was something more; I knew there was.

The way he looked at the Script Of Creation was unlike any that I had seen before.

Emir wasn't the first of those under the Order and he might not be the last.

I had allowed many of them to come and ago.

Those of the past simply looked at the Script and assumed it to be the language of the Arcane.

But Emir seemed to immediately realize its importance.

That's when I knew I had to talk to him.

...

I gave him a trial.

I knew he wouldn't like it, but I did so anyway.

My excuse was that my code wouldn't allow me to give away something for free.

It wasn't a lie.

Though to be honest, I could've just given him the simplest of tasks.

But I wanted to see what he was made of.

I was interested in him.

Emir was spunky and wild.

Although he attempted to hide it, I saw that he was different...

Especially when compared to those who came before him.

He appeared to be the type of guy who would make you sell yourself while you'd help him count the money he gained from selling you.

In short, he was calculative beyond measure.

But he also had deep sadness within him.

Yet... Emir was no victim.

As if the concept of such a thing didn't exist in his mind.

This wasn't something the man noticed himself, but his pride didn't allow him to feel that way.

And he acted in a way befitting his name.

A prince.

A man among men.

However, that wasn't all.

Emir showed genuine respect when he met those like myself who deserved it.

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After all, I was the one who solved Earth's biggest problem.

'Anyways enough about me; now what was I thinking?'

'Oh, right....'

Emir also showed his innate desire to fight, as if it was ingrained in his blood.

This only grew my interest in him more.

'I have to see what he's made of!'

Stomp! Emir's dominant foot was the final part of his act, as the ground crumbled and a roar echoed

in the cave.

"АНАННАНААН!"

...

"Rest well, you wicked boy; you deserve it!"

Emir had finally chanced upon a safe place to rest, and he had fallen asleep.

Munch. Munch. Munch.

I finished my popcorn and drink.

And as soon as they were gone, I turned off the holoscreen.

A desk appeared right after.

"Man... I didn't have this much fun in a long, long time."

For that, I wished to thank him at least.

I sincerely hoped that he would survive.

Not only for the questions that I wanted to be answered.

But for the hope he had given me.

...

My days, like usual, were spent on menial tasks.

I chased out those who came too close and killed those of the Liberation Army.

Those of Templar came by as well, but they didn't last long either.

Unlike the group of twelve from before, those who came couldn't handle the S-ranked

monsters that I had set upon them.

"Ahhhhh, this fucker will not stop chasing me!"

My eyes looked up at the holoscreen.

Emir was there, who, like usual, was running away from the Maligorth.

His constant blabbering, complaining, and shouting grew annoying over time.

If my ears were real, I probably would've developed a rash because of his never-ending curses

that must never befall any child.

Each word was worse than the next.

My first thought at the time was:

'Does he kiss his mother with that mouth?'

But I didn't know how he lived, so I stopped it at that.

I wasn't one to discuss or think of such things.

Anyways, Emir just had another narrow escape.

Like before, he tricked the monster's senses using another ruse of his.

It seemed as if he would never run out of cards to play.

At the start, each encounter was fun to watch.

I enjoyed commentating as if it were a TV show.

I was so entertained that I forgot the fact that I had to go meet him.

But now... I finally grew bored of it.

And I remembered.

Like every other long-lived being, my attention span was quite an issue.

A sigh escaped me.

"I guess I need to talk to him now..."

I left my seat, and everything turned bright.