
*One month later.
Azran was following someone who somehow when he saw it looked a little familiar.Just he did not understand what he was doing now?
The thing is his little heart told him to follow this man in front of him.
He settles the precipitate behind the man with a little use of canuragan science, which is undetectable in this way his aura will not be felt by people in front of him.
However there was a strange man that slightly looked like a Woman only when he saw this person in front of him fighting with some large-bodied male on the road, when he helped a slave who was dragged forcibly.He could make sure the man in front of him was not an ordinary person .
The way he fights looks like he's dancing isn't just that,he could topple them within a few minutes, Azran was amazed when he only used his bare hands and the man who numbered approximately 7 people could not only be seen fighting but their swordsmanship cannot be underestimated.
Azran was slightly startled as that fellow stopped stepping and gave off a killing aura .
The complexion on his face was visible .
" OUT." Her voice sounded like the voice of the Lady of God really?
And again how he knows if followed.
" i told you to come out don't you understand what I'm saying!" he said coldly.
Azran still could not believe that if the woman found out about his whereabouts she chose to keep quiet from him.
Settt...... JLEBB
A small Dagger stuck right beside Azran's cheek made him unwillingly hold his breath.
He was a little incredulous, what the hell was that guy?just a little bit he threw to the left then his pierced face was not the tree.
He came out of his hiding, stepping towards that person.
" Why are you following me tell me!, do you man do not know that self!!" she said in a cold tone, the aura of hatred revealed was so piercing to her.
" No, I'm just passing by and there's no intention of following your steps, or following you you don't get me wrong." Azran.
The woman in front of Azran was silent for so long, only Azran could not see her face clearly because it was blocked by the hood and there was a cloth covering her face.
" Alright, don't follow me anymore, I don't want to get involved with anything about you or that damn guy, so stay away from me before I forget about everything and kill you."
Seen Azran's face in the bend he did not like the word said the woman, but somehow he looks so familiar whether there is anything with her now.
Instead of moving away he walked closer to the woman, blowing a little hard to make the covering of the face The woman gasped and showed her face.
Just for a moment but could make him speechless.Azran stared at the woman.
' Mother?' he thought to himself, Her face is similar to that of the empress' mother.
It's just that he looks so young, even if a glimpse of his eyes?lt's?.
Not yet finished he thought about it he looked towards the Woman but she was not there?whither?.
Azran circulated his gaze, looking around him but the nil woman was nowhere to be seen.
Azran is still digesting what happened earlier?, isn't he really human right? But just a few seconds and he disappeared?and her eyes are so similar to mother's, not only her face but her eyes as well?.
He stood stiff for a while and walked while digesting everything, he went from there and walked back to James who he had left behind because he was following the woman.
On the other hand, the woman came out of hiding.
He stared softly at the Crown Prince who was walking away from him.
" Why am I the only one to be treated like that, after what I did and what they said turned out to be all lies, why am I treated like that?." a single tear fell from her white cheek .
He recalled the incident where everything was revealed where things he never imagined could become a reality that was so painful.
The thing that made him feel like he was in a different place, treated inappropriately even impressed like a Beast.
He felt a tightness in his heart, for the first time in his life he knew this truth, it would be much better if he had never been born if he needed to be stupid and say everything was the truth.
He thought the kindness of his master was worthy of praise for not only saving him, giving him food and even taking care of him.
The harsh reality he was the son of that savage boy, the fact he was a Man and the harsh reality was that the man was his own brother.