The Miracles Of Two Souls
Chapter 96: The Faith of Destiny

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"You guys okay? I felt a strong black magic from this house." Syracuse looked at the lovers sitting at the dinner table drinking hot chocolate.

"You're late. I've finished him." Athanaxius again drank his hot chocolate without intending to offer a drink to Syracuse.

Syracuse walked up to them, then sat down at the same table, "Who did you finish?"

"Could you?" Devita answered hesitantly, at once she forgot the name of the person who almost put her life at risk.

"Jaguisa, Amore." Ralat Athanaxius chuckled lightly.

"Well yes, Jaguisa! He killed Irena."

Syracuse clenched his hands tightly. So Jaguisa is the culprit. It was only fitting that he had trouble finding out because it turned out that the one who killed Irena was a devil worshiper.

'Fucking jaguisa! Stay forever in hell!' The eyes of Syracuse so implied how much he hated her by the name of Jaguisa.

"He's dead. No need to hate it too much. Hatred will lead to endless grudges of torture, Syracuse."

Syracuse turned to Athanaxius who was aware of his attitude. Maybe later he should be more careful when in front of Athanaxius. The man became more sensitive than before.

"I do not justify what Athanaxius said, but it is, Syracuse. Everything is God's power, this is destiny."

"That's right! Rather than giving me a wise sentence, you should give me a meal because I am your guest now." Syracuse ketus.

Devita chuckled, he forgot to serve food and drink to Syracuse who had bothered to come here worrying about his condition.

Devita then stood with both hands resting on the dining table. Devita wanted to be able to walk again soon and did not want to trouble Athanaxius continuously.

"Let me!" Athanaxius prevented Devita from walking into the kitchen, "You just sit there and continue chatting with the man who did not know that time."

"Fuck you, Athanaxius!" Syracuse does not accept being called a man who does not know the time. Though he came here because he was worried about the situation of the two of them.

"Already!" Devita prevented any further debate between Syracuse and Athanaxius, "I must train my leg muscles so as not to stiffen. So, let me go to the kitchen, Athan." Devita looked at Athanaxius full of supplications.

Unable to be looked at like that, Athanaxius relented. So he let Devita walk around without helping him.

Athanaxius sat back in his place and glanced at Syracuse who did not distract him from Devita who had reached the kitchen.

"Stop looking at him or I'm gouging your eyeballs!"

Syracuse turned his head then smirked, "Are you able?"

Leisurely Athanaxius showed a small sharp-tipped knife coming out of his palm and then blew it to fly towards Syracuse.

"YOU'RE CRAZY?!!!" Syracuse almost fell backwards as it avoided a surprise attack from Athanaxius.

The knife itself stopped two snores from the one eye of Syracuse and floated in the air because Athanaxius was holding it.

"I've never messed with my words." Athanaxius smiled the devil at Syracuse.

Syracuse then obliterated the knife with his fire magic and left a small smoke like cigarette smoke.

"Let's stay a while you've been at war again." Devita came with a tray of cookies and hot chocolate for Syracuse.

Syracuse helps Devita by lifting the tray using her magic and putting it right in front of her.

After returning to his seat next to Athanaxius, Devita pinched the man's arm in annoyance, "Bring you over, Athan!"

"Oh yeah? But I think he deserves it." Athanaxius relaxed his shoulders indifferently.

"Damn it! Why do I get so emotional when I see your bad face?" Syracuse tried to control his anger because of Athanaxius.

"Go home after you finish the meal my future wife has served." Athanaxius looked at Syracuse mockingly.

The upset Syracuse drank his hot chocolate with his sharp eyes fixed on Athanaxius.

The three of them were stuck in silence for a moment before Devita finally opened the conversation.

"By the way what makes you so hate Jaguisa? I know you don't deal with him."

"But he killed Irena and of course he's already dealt with me." Syracuse fast.

"You like Irena, don't you?"

Syracuse silence. He would be very happy to answer that he likes Irena when she is in this house. It would be even happier if Irena heard it firsthand.

"How can I meet him? Is there no portal or something that can make me meet him?" Syracuse stared at his right palm which was emitting blue detection magic.

"Death first, and then you can meet him."

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Syracuse looked at Devita, "I suggest finding a new husband. Athanaxius does not deserve to be your husband. Excuse me!"

Devita is not finished with Syracuse now. The man became more sensitive than before. Syracuse was not like that. Syracuse looks more authoritative and able to maintain his emotions except in front of Sirena.

"You're making him mad."

"Leave it, I don't care." Athanaxius said, "You shall sleep, Amore. You need more rest."

Devita chose to obey. About Syracuse he doesn't care. Devita simply wanted to enjoy the attention of the sincere Athanaxius.

"I'll walk myself to the room." Devita was about to stand up but was prevented by Athanaxius.

"Did you still not understand what I said? You need a lot of rest to recover quickly!" ketus Athanaxius.

"Then carry me! For this short night, I depend on you, Athanaxius. Take me to the room, I'm sleepy." Devita held her hands around Athanaxius' neck with a big smile.

This is what Athanaxius was waiting for. He likes to see Devita smiling widely and acting spoiled to him.

"By pleasure, Princess ..." Athanaxius lifted Devita's body easily, "I will take care of you until you wake up." Athanaxius lowered his head to kiss Devita on the forehead.

"Thank you, handsome Athanaxius ..." Devita gives a kiss on Athanaxius' cheek.

Devita felt the life she lived revolved so quickly that she could finally feel the affection of someone so great for her.

Sure enough, if it is your destiny then he will be heading towards you.

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Love is a cliche reason why someone can change. However, love is like a beautiful but thorny rose. Love is like the rain that makes it wet but it can also be like the sun that makes it dry.

During the life he lived, Syracuse was only able to survive to see the black rose, namely Sirena. He wanted to grasp the flowers but was afraid of his injured palm. That was before she knew the fact that Sirena was not the killer of her mother.

Then when he saw a different rose and wanted to hold it, the rose withered and vanished.

Syracuse looked at the white rose in his hand. The reason she still survives in this village is to wait for Irena. Syracuse is not a man who likes to waste time on uncertain things, but for the sake of Irena he gave up his time.

"It's so sad to see you like this."

Syracuse was aghast then spontaneously looked at the person who had just insinuated it. The man chuckled when he knew who Athanaxius was.

"There's a saying that says, go out before you see someone else's ugliness and then hate them."

"I don't need to look at myself because I'm good-looking." Athanaxius took his seat next to Syracuse. His gaze was fixed on the white rose in Syracuse's hand, "I think you still love Sirena."

"not anymore. I don't want to love someone I basically can't have. From the beginning, Sirena wasn't for me."

Such a rare moment saw these two handsome men talking without a war of insinuations. In the Osaka park created by the new village chief, the two are seen glowing in the morning sun.

Some of the Osaka people who passed even the legion were a little surprised to see the two men sitting without arguing.

"How can you be so sure that your love will return, Athan?" Syracuse looked at Athanaxius seriously.

"My heart rate is pounding every day. Debaran is like a person who meets his love, from there I am sure that my woman must come back."

Syracuse listened with his serious face, "Then borrow your hand," Syracuse brought Athanaxius' hand to his chest where his heart was, "I don't think my heart is pounding?"

Athanaxius quickly withdrew his hand while shuddering in disdain, "Don't make my holy hand a guinea pig, damn it!"

"I just want to make sure it's the same as you or not." Refuse Syracuse while rolling his eyeballs.

Athanaxius was relieved, lucky that no one had seen the embarrassing incident. If anyone saw, he would be very embarrassed.

"If she was for you, she'd come back to you. Destiny will never have a wrong purpose." Athanaxius patted Syracuse on the shoulder like a close friend.

"Actually last night I dreamed of it. I saw him lying weakly on a small bed and his nose was covered in a device that was out of the question, but I'm sure it was a breathing aid." This was the first time she had dreamed in a room filled with foreign objects and saw the weak state of Irena helplessly.

"I think Devita knows what that means." Syracuse looked at Athanaxius.

Athanaxius raised his eyebrows, "You want Devita to help you, do you?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Can't! Devita is recovering. He should not be too tired let alone the burden of many minds!" Athanaxius gave a piercing look at Syracuse.

Then the man stood up, "Wait until Devita's condition completely recovers. You can come home anytime." Athanaxius set his foot leaving Syracuse smiling with satisfaction.

"I hold your word, Athan!" Syracuse cried to Athanaxius who was far away.

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