Shoecha

Shoecha
Ch 22 - Typherus


" Because it's dangerous, ******like that it must be just using its good looks to seduce you, and then they'll hurt you, or~"


" Well... Very wise... So, you're trying to tell me how dangerous it is to be friends with you, right?" His words cut off my words by raising his eyebrows. Smile with a little tinge of victory.


" Not so, you're sal~"


" This," he raised our interlocked hands.


He really cornered me.


" Handsome, likes to seduce, holding hands~"


" Wait-wait, but I'll never hurt you" I replied.


" Will I trust you?"


" Should, 'cause you're my mate, hem... How's it?" Answer me lightly.


" I'm your mate, brother... That's, it's really old-fashioned if you believe such a thing. The question is, why do you always think I am someone who was very close to you before? Though I really feel like I've never known you better than this,"


" Hufff..." I can only breathe heavily. Why does it feel so painful?... Not considered by your mate at all, even though we are a legitimate bond...


" Can I ask you a question? There are so many events beyond logic around me these endings" he said.


" Since when?" Ask me.


" Since I blew out the candles that read number one and number eight, a few weeks ago... One day before we met that time,"


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A man dressed in yellow to emasan with a combination of shiny white flapping his senate wings to swoop down on a cursed area of the Lower Country.


The legendary place where the bloodshed took place 450 years ago.


Typherus.


A part of Havricaslia kingdom surrounded by large forestry with resources that are always recognized by many people.


Now, just a story, or even a thrilling tale of a child's bedtime. The incident is real, but it has also been kept secret to civilians, as well as people who have never been involved before.


Who knows let me know, even if their memory has not been damaged, and who does not, then you should not know at all. It was their decision together hundreds of years ago. The Lords of all Clans of every world, as well as the Knights and Gods, and also, their agreement with the Queen.


Like the Queen's vow to teach Typherus and everyone. Now, even Typherus is no better than a dumpster. Only a stopover for those who are vile dark-blooded and unforgivable, all those who are outcasts, and whom the world does not want.


The rest were the groans of souls sealed 450 years ago, and the debris of Typherus scattered almost flat on the ground.


The man in his right hand carrying a weapon shaped like a bolt of lightning that extended valiantly continued to step into the forest area deeper. Alone.


Walk towards the dead city center which was once famous to be very prosperous. Right where the huge building with one stone pillar on top of the six-pointed star symbol of Shoecha was located.


A place where the soul of darkness and its eternal ambitions are sealed in the lowest dimension of the whole world.


Many carnivorous birds are black with many genera making terrible sounds as they fly away from the city center.


Typherus's dark nuances instantly felt more concentrated with the emergence of an aura of great power that broke through the portal between worlds.


" God! What'sthis???? What don't-don't..."


The sturdy man flapped his wings low. Follows where the aura is sourced. He was surprised by something.


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Two teenagers were seen walking in tandem under the sky with orange clouds hanging beautifully. Chatting with each other without knowing someone is staking time to both of them off guard.


" How dare!" Her parrots, made the beautiful girl who was by his side while looking at him with a puzzled look.


" He had the aura of a noble exuding from his body. I don't know who he is, and don't know who he is, either, from the Clan next door. But it seemed, he had also realized my existence and status," the figure muttered alone.


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" Because it's dangerous, ******like that it must be just using its good looks to seduce you, and then they'll hurt you, or~"


" Well... Very wise... So, you're trying to tell me how dangerous it is to be friends with you, right?" His words cut off the man's words by raising his eyebrows. Smile with a little tinge of victory.


" Ah, you... Apparently you're very funny when you're afraid to lose..."


He said, just as it came.


As he could dart with agile movements. Bats that have the expertise to hide behind the wind.


The goal is the nape of the girl. The Queen...


The wind he created felt so strong. Makes the woman limp because she is unable to withstand the balance of her body weight. He, falling down, almost stumbled upon a tree whose leaves were partly yellowing and falling down.


" We need to get home soon" Pinta Alberta worried.


" I'm not as weak as you think sis, I just almost fell down just now." he denied.


Alberta grabbed Variella's hand before her body properly greeted the ground, positioning her mate in the warm embrace she could. Alberta could clearly hear how her lover's heart could beat so fast.


As for that strange bat, he had perfectly gotten what he wanted. A scratch and a small sip of her pointed tooth hit the nape of Varella.


He did so very quickly before returning to fly recklessly to roost in the trees. Everything looks fine, like it really never happened anything, except, the wind was so loud greeting to both


" Stupid!..." Said the figure in his heart if he still had a heart.


Another had noticed it from the first moment he came to that school and was stalking. The man next to the Queen...


He should not be an ordinary person...


After a long while and feeling satisfied, the figure passed, leaving.


Crossing the portal between the worlds, continuing to wade through the sky to the southwest, towards a very disciplined Negri initiated by his fiercely disinclined navy, the Kingdom of Sykralipe.


He lightly barged into a room through an air vent. Then change his form into a man who is dashing a lot in puja.


The man spewed out his mouth into a cup made of dark gold that he took from Typherus. Not much indeed...


But it's more than enough. Then he moved it into a small glass bottle, storing it.


" What was that, including an indirect kiss," he rubbed his mouth.


" Satisfying,"


A few hours after that, here he is.


Typherus.


Right in front of the seal of the Dark Soul. With his Lord, and a black-flow Wizard, who was driven from his clan for treason.