The Another Soul
Ch. 72 [As You Wish]

'Other times don't overdo it. You used too much of this sword force when you were still not mastering it.'

'Don't ask for constant help from him. It was troublesome for him.'

'And 'so..'

'...Help him as much as you can. He's fit to be your best friend...'

A swipe felt on Sergio's forehead. Slowly Sergio opened both of his eyes. Sergio narrowed his eyes, feeling glare with the light of the sun. Then he saw a blurry shadow where Sergio only saw jet black hair and wore long-sleeved white shirts and jeans.

'Who is he?'

Then the man stood up. The sturdy body walked away from Sergio who was trying to get his voice out which now felt difficult for him just to make a sound.

The man slowly moved away. Sergio tried to get his voice out, until he finally succeeded.

"Who are you?"

Weak-headed. His voice sounded weak. Sergio doubts that his voice can be heard from that distance.

There was no answer, until Sergio finally felt dizzy and his eyes felt heavy. He will return unconscious.

But. Who is that guy?

'Only... Greet.... His son.'

Whahuh?

CTIKK...

Sergio felt his surroundings back crowded. Sergio doesn't care about anything this time. Slowly, his eyes darkened.

Sergio was unconscious with a thousand questions waiting in his head.

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"Ohuuk... Ugh...!"

The ringing sound managed to wake up the three people who were asleep in a room. The three men both stood up and rushed over to Sergio who coughed loudly.

Yep. He's Sergio. He is currently at home and guarded by his three loyal guards.

"Sergio!" sahut Fahrez.

"Silence fool! He'll be dizzy hearing you!" said Orga who then clapped Fahrez's head hard.

Of course Fahrez is complaining of pain. Orga has the physical strength of the Vampire race. Of course just a little ticking feels like an elephant.

Unlike the two guards. Rakka helped Sergio lean with behind Sergio stacked pillows to make it more comfortable.

Then Rakka offered a glass of water to Sergio. Of course Sergio accepted it with pleasure. Sergio drank the water up to the toilet.

"What time is it?" Asked Sergio in a hoarse voice.

"Hour 02:45 am" Orga said.

Sergio laughed softly, "It looks like I'm bringing trouble again."

The three guards looked at each other. Speaking through eye codes that are only understood by the three of them.

"Oh yeah" Sergio looked at Fahrez. "There was a friend of yours who visited. But since you didn't realize, they went home and just said hello."

"They're Deiva, Argen, and Atra right?"

Fahrez nodded, "There's one more person."

Sergio frowned. He felt he had no other acquaintances besides the three of them. "Who?" Ask Sergio curiously.

"Nain" said Orga. Then Orga looked at Sergio seriously "I don't know. Turns out you're friends with an Ium."

Nain's?

"Is there anything Nain wants to say?"

"Hm... It doesn't seem" Orga said in a doubtful tone.

Sergio sighed tiredly "Alright. Tell me. What happens after I'm unconscious?"

"Much has happened" Fahrez chuckled. "You're attracting too much attention."

"Yes. Even Lord Agni got dizzy from getting many questions from other Gods and Goddesses" Orga chirped.

Sergio's face paled. "S-is that big?"

Orga and Fahrez nodded confidently.

"And there is also a message from the god Hermes" said Orga.

"Huh?"

"Uhhh... I am lazy to read it. You read it" Orga then handed him a piece of paper.

Sergio accepted it and started reading it in his heart.

...Hey human. If you want to make trouble think of us too! We are made dizzy by the various questions that lead to Agni! By Zeus's toenails! YOU'RE A HUMAN TROUBLE-BEARER!...

the God Hermes is waiting to knock you down from the seventh heaven

"Ah. Hahaha" Sergio laughed stiffly.

"And also you became famous in school just because of your duel against Arthur" said Fahrez.

"and..."

"Have stories?"

Fahrez and Orga fell silent. Sergio heard the cold voice coming from Rakka who was sitting while crossing his legs. It looks graceful and dangerous according to Sergio.

"And he was angry" Fahrez continued, whispering to Sergio.

Sergio then glanced at Orga who quietly nodded. Justifying Fahrez's remarks.

"Ck, aren't you satisfied, huh?"

"Yes...?"

Rakka stared intently at Sergio "Taking out the icy element of Cocytus on your first day of school, then dueled with Goddess Bishamon who then destroyed the front yard. Then TODAY! you dueled Arthur until you destroyed half the podium building!"

Sergio gaped wide.

Is that the kind of trouble he's making?

"As a punishment to you!"

"You're going private practice for 1 WEEK!!"

"I DON'T WANT TO...!"

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"The King receives the Crown

A group of rebels stole the crown

The crowd asked for the Crown

Later then...

Who is the Crown?

Crown, a beauty and a pseudo beauty

It's boring..."

A woman wearing a thin white dress was currently twirling a glass of wine in her left hand. That woman who uttered a poem or verse perhaps?

Her golden blonde hair swept across the floor. The clean and smooth white skin looks radiant due to the moonlight at night. The blushing red lips were steering a long sigh as if tired of the life he lived.

"What do you think of what I just said, Arthur."

A man was lying on a bed with soft white sheets. A warm blanket made her reluctant to get up.

He is Arthur. He was actually asleep from the afternoon and then woke up only to hear the voice of someone he knew so well.

The woman then stood up from her seat. Afterwards he walked over to Arthur's bed and sat down on the edge of the bed gracefully.

"You look tired" the taut fingers rubbed the jaw slowly, said Arthur. Slowly, the fingers rose to the ears and sucked Arthur's hair.

The woman then pulled her hand. The golden yellow netra looked at Arthur sharply. "Is he too strong for you, my dear Arthur."

Firm and full of threats. It was a habit for Arthur.

"No miss. He's not strong, it's just..."

"Just?"

"The other soul is too strong."

The woman chuckled, "You're right."

The woman then gently rubbed Arthur's blonde hair. The woman felt how smooth Arthur's hair was.

"Then, why did you miss your dinner, hm?"

Arthur sighed, "I'm sleepy because I slept late last night. Not to mention my duties as your Ium, Goddess Theia."

That woman-Dewi Theia laughed softly. Truly the perfect likeness of a Goddess who is in the stories.

"Oh yeah. Forgive me for forgetting your heaped duties" Goddess Theia snorted amusedly.

Arthur smiled faintly in response. "You're not sleeping?"

Goddess Theia shook her head softly "No. I don't want to sleep right now."

Arthur glanced at the glass containing wine in the left hand of Goddess Theia. Arthur swiftly took the glass and kept it away from Goddess Theia.

"Don't drink wine in the middle of the night. That's not good."

Goddess Theia laughed again. This time his laughter sounded natural and beautiful.

"You're funny Arthur."

"Thank you for the compliment, miss."

"Arthur" called Goddess Theia gently.

"Hm?"

"Keep by my side, stand by my side, and help myself until you have offspring."

A speech that Arthur often heard. The words he had always heard as long as he lived.

Arthur smiled gently. Arthur took the right hand of Goddess Theia. Arthur kissed the goddess Theia's right hand.

"As you wish, my pretty Goddess."

That night, there was a heart holding back its anger.

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NAH...

okay, sip 3 Chap 3 days yes. Mantelp

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