Become The Adoptive Sister In My Novel
CHAPTER 67: The Nasty Truth

"It's over when we give up" just as Amora opened her eyes, waking up from her sleep, she remembered those were the words she said as she was about to stop writing.

 At that time Amora was working on this novel, but no one read until out of nowhere the readers came and the followers began to increase."It ends when we give up" Amora said back in muttering form. "True, I made this I destroyed it too. Now I'm here to fix it all" he continued.

Without realizing it Amora saw a pair of burly hands that were in the circumference of her waist. Amora's eyes opened as Chandler slept while hugging her.

"Sister!" amora's cry was shocked. "It's still too soon now, if you need anything just say it," Chandler replied still lazily to let go of his embrace.

"So, ak-"

"You dreamt something bad? No problem, I'm still here" Chandler replied still with a murmur. 

"No, so let go now brother."

Instead of letting go of Chandler's embrace, it tightens him even more. Chandler's eyes were now open, his face flat with half-cluttered hair. "You lie, when you sleep you cry dreaming of something strange. I know," obviously. 

Amora's lips just shut up, she couldn't believe it was what happened to her. Indeed, if he had a strange dream, but not a bad thing as well. 

"I miss mom, a lot of things I'm thinking about right now maybe that's why if I had a bad dream" Amora replied. 

"Tomorrow is a blessing ceremony, you don't have to worry now sleep or you will get sick before the ceremony is held."

"To be honest, big brother, I feel strange about the church, I hope I don't become a dissident later" Amora replied. 

Chandler was silent for a moment, then a warm hug he gave to his sister. Chandler didn't say anything, indicating that he's tired for now. 

"Rest," said Amora. 

"Not for me, but you." 

That night Amora calmed down a little, despite the many things she thought of. The night changed, early in the morning Chandler woke him up. Amora's eyes slowly opened with a glare that burst in just like that.

" Wake up now or later we will be late at the blessing ceremony," Chandler said awakened Amora by carrying her.

"Blessing ceremony is done during the day brother, brother himself who said not to rush."

"You're so fine, at first I wanted to take you to eat your mother Amora" Chandler said casually.

Immediately Amora opened her eyes, without further speech she began to move away from Chandler. Amora immediately prepared to leave, even wearing a dress very neatly.

"I have to buy flowers first, but my sister doesn't even know where mom's grave is."

"Yes, it looks like we've prepared that" Chandler replied.

He opened the curtain, it was seen that a horse carriage was preparing in front of him. That's something Chandler has prepared for before. He deliberately rented a horse-drawn carriage close to the church. There they must know where Calista's eating.

With sparkling eyes Amora directed her gaze outward. As forgotten by the incident last night Amora's face completely changed.

"You bought that flower? It is rarely bought. Usually they will buy roses, while you buy Edelweis, Amora?" chandler's meeting opens talks.

"Edelweis, the flower of eternity. To be honest, I never told her if she liked what flowers were, but this Edelweis signifies that even though she's gone, I can still be with her" explained Amora.

The journey turned out to be quite far, Amora who previously thought that Calista buried around the church now did not. I don't know what Amora missed about why she was the most basic thing.

Arriving at the public funeral, Chandler looks like he knows where he's going. With definite footsteps he began to lead Amora. Climb some stairs, then turn to one of the tombs there. Calista's writing is there, this is his mother's grave.

"Eat your mother's, I don't need much time to find her. It just takes a little bit of bribing the church to get them to talk" Chandler said.

Without saying anything else Amora went straight to the tomb. He slowly held Calista's tombstone. Out of nowhere, a shadow about a room with a cross and a throat stuck on the wall. Right on the cross was a head still dripping with blood.

"Mama?" amora Mummings.

His eyes opened at the strange sight, wanting him to run up to Calista dearly could not. Immediately Amora's body staggered. It was fortunate that Candler quickly caught Amora before she fell.

"What's wrong?" ask Chandler to worry.

"I see a strange sight, a-"

"Amorah!" the scream made Amora immediately stop her speech.

A strong wind began to blow making the young leaves even have to leave the stalk.

"AMORAH!" the screams again made Amora flinch.

"Airy, AIRY!" the cry of Amora summoned her magic animal.

Suddenly the light began to slowly come out into a clearly visible bird silhouette. "What's up, long kam-" Airy's speech came to a halt instantly as he looked at the chaotic state. "Why did you call me at such a bad time," he continued to go straight away.

"Water-"

"He already knows what to do, there's something strange here. A force should not be here" said Amora slowly.

"It's not fair if you just call Airy, let me also serve," the heavy remark suddenly came from behind Chandler as well as Amora.

It was Ernest, in a form that was no longer small. Magical beasts with great abilities were now in front of them. "It's my time of devotion, I don't know when I'll stay but I think it's the right time."

"Ernest, where is this power?"

"Church."

"The holy place shouldn't have any magic power coming in!"

"Right, but what if that place is no longer protected by the spirit of the goddess Amora? They just call it a church, then close their eyes to the many lives they've forcibly taken."

Amora and Chandler were silent as they listened to Ernest. "So we're here instead of getting answers to find out if they're the same as Diana, too" Chandler said.

A moment Chandler immediately carried Amora and then climbed Ernest. "I'm not the one who has a pact with you, but go now to Ernest's church, I'm sick of all this" Chandler said.

Without thinking anymore Ernest immediately ran. Go up to the roof of the house, jump from one place to another. For a while the church with its distinctive white ornaments, they were already enveloped by the red color of blood.

"Blood covenant, this is blood covenant magic!"

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