Chapter 359: Mommy issues
We should land near the line of carriages, probably, Saria suggested.
Oh, yeah. It looks like they have someone checking the invitations down there Say Saria, do you think we would survive the fall if I just closed my wings right now and we do nothing to stop it?
Thats a weird question to ask out of nowhere I think we would, actually. We should be at the point where its hard to die from a simple fall, unless we crash on something dangerous.
I did die when I hit the moon.
Thats not the same and you know it. How did you even come up with that question?
I just remembered how I killed that Magisterium guy, Sofia explained.
Didnt you say he was like level 150? Were far past that already. So, we going down or not? This isnt exactly the most comfortable position.
Sofia flew down and landed near the long row of carriages lining up outside of the manors front garden. She and Saria helped each other readjust their dresses and hairstyles, and when they were about ready to go, Pareth finally made his appearance. His skeletal body as a boneplate-mauleur skeleton was completely hidden inside of a sumptuous and gigantic black-steel ceremonial armor that gave him the allure of a three-meters tall muscular human warrior. Holy light escaped from within the helmets visor and his divine halo hovered above the helmet, creating shimmering reflections all over the polished black plate. Facing the two women, he bowed with an arm across his chest.
Our escort finally shows up, Saria commented, Looking good, Pareth.
The Clothier sure did a fine job. You cant even tell its a skeleton inside. Are you happy with it? Sofia asked Pareth, which was answered by a small nod. Money well spent, then! I like it too. Lets go!
After you, sister, youve got the invitation.
The group walked along the line of empty carriages all the way up to the manors gates, where an old Exidian butler in uniform was waiting for guests to show up.
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Hello and welcome to the ElderPlain estate, ladies, and good sir, he greeted them, May I see your invitations?
Hi, there you go, Sofia answered as she handed him the invitation letter Lola had personally given her.
The butler opened the letter and quickly glanced over the contents, then he folded and handed it back to Sofia. We are happy to welcome you and your company as our guests, Teacher Vakaria. The butler's voice held a note of respect as he continued, The Young Mistress has had nothing but praises to say about your teachings. Please allow me to teleport you to the main entrance. The Young Mistress is no doubt eager to greet you."
Sofia thought for a few seconds. Not much. I remember you being angry and the butler throwing us out of a cart in an alleyway, thats about it.
Well, maybe its best that you dont remember. Our dear father actually called us up to his office before that to gloat about finally getting rid of us to our face, Saria recounted.
Twisted fucker.
Well, yeah. At least hes dead now. Anyway, it was the only time we stepped foot in his office, but I remember how I had been puzzled by the painting behind his desk. It looked like mom, but older.
The gears turned in Sofias head and she made a disgusted face, You think he got with our mom because she looked like his own mother?!
I think that, yes, Saria confirmed, looking equally disgusted. Just thinking about him makes me sick. Im almost glad for the Ebb.
Lets not get into that discussion We should look for Jennifer, it shouldn't be too hard, it's mostly Exidians here.
Saria looked around, and it was Pareth who tapped on her shoulder and pointed toward a corner of the grand hall. Oh, yep, Pareth found her I think, I saw some blonde hair in the sea of white locks and hats.
Sofia looked that way but couldnt see any human woman. The Exidians were shorter on average and Jennifer was quite tall, but the blue-skinned people also almost all wore high hats, hindering the view. She checked through Pareths vision, surprised by how restricted it was through his helmet, and indeed saw the tanned blonde teacher sitting in a corner, digging into a plate of cured meat by herself. Her robe showed an outrageous amount of skin and she kept a huge sheathed sword propped up against her side.
How fitting. Some people never change.
Thats her, yes. Unmistakable, Sofia told Saria.
Great, lets say hi, she cant possibly be worse than our joke of a father.
They weaved through the crowd, making their way to the corner of the hall where Jennifer ate by herself, seeing them approach, the woman set the plate of meat back on the banquet table and licked the last bits of grease off of her fingers.
Ay, I figured this was comin for me at some point, Jennifer said to herself as she seized them up, Lets take this outside, she told the sisters before they could say anything. She stood up, grabbing her sword, and walked around the table to leave by the closest window-door leading to a side-terrasse.
Saria and Sofia nodded to each other and followed her outside. Pareth was too large to walk through the door so he teleported after them and closed the door behind him. The atmosphere outside was a bit cold but without wind, the sun was already gone, leaving behind a beautiful starry sky.
Jennifer stood before the silent trio, lit by the light escaping from the party inside. She had a curious expression that Sofia couldnt quite read. Hands on her hips, she opened her mouth, I didnt want to believe it at first, but I have to now, dont I? Guess that useless daughter o mine managed to reproduce after all.L1tLagoon witnessed the first publication of this chapter on Ñøv€l--B1n.