Vampire Aedes
18. Poor Grandma

Vanesa examines Aster's two empty hands. As he remembered, the girl was carrying a bundle of cloth. "By the way, where's all your luggage?"

When he woke up, he saw nothing. "I .. I don't remember. Don't get stolen."

"really? I didn't know anyone would steal in a place like that." Vanesa raised an eyebrow. After all, Aster will soon stay in the Palace, not bringing anything also got a suit made of silk clothes. "Oh, yeah. Where'd you get that cat? It doesn't look like an ordinary cat."

"Can you see it?"

"Eh? Why can't I see it?" Vanesa asked with a plain face.

*He can see you!

I know miaw, but only you can hear my voice*.

Aster breathing relief. "This cat huh? Ah ... This cat is from the thief I met. I think he's a good guy, letting me play with his cat. Turns out this animal as a diversion, I did not expect while playing he even stole my things," he explained at length.

"Ah .. I guess the thief was too stupid to trade a cat this beautiful for something of no value at all."

"Ugh, haha you're right." Aster scratches the nape that does not itch.

"Yesterday the gifts from the Palace were already sent to the residence of Lord Le. It's been three days. If he sees you still here, I'm worried about my safety. He'll hit me if he finds out. How about I take you to the palace right now?" he refused, but was rejected. Aster knew early in the morning to be ready for sure Vanesa would be hired to do the work or the rich buy it to be a regular waiter. Previously, Vanesa will undergo a trial period for a week like the one Aster lived in the past with Young Miss. Even so, there are only sly people who utilize the power of the slaves. From the beginning they intended not to make up for it and just wanted a free waitress.

"I can do it myself. You hurry to the market and find a better employer than Mr." Aster pulled both corners of the lips, making both cheeks Vanesa met red. He only realized that his friend was very sweet when he smiled.

***

The gatekeeper looks fierce. The weapon in his hand was not a sharp object, but a whip made from rattan roots. Aster repeatedly gulps down saliva. In memory, imprinted when the tip of the whip hit the old body begging to meet the grandson. Huft, come in shabby clothes hopefully don't make a bad impression on him.

"Are you the other granddaughter?" The burly man approached while rolling his whip, making Aster even more intimidated.

He shook his head while moving both hands, indicating that the statement was not true. "No! I am the slave girl that the King and Queen chose."

The man looked up, seemingly communicating with the person above. But neither Aster nor Grandma beside him understood the cue they were using. Aster was asked about the release letter.

"Letter of deliverance?"

"really. Don't tell me you don't have any. Are you a con man who used the identity of the adopted daughter?" His eyes stare. Then the weapon was swung. Success about Aster cheeks until bleeding.

Cetyar!

"Geek!" Aster grimaced on the spot while tightly holding the injured part of the face. His shoulders trembled withstanding the excruciating pain in the area of the former lash. This pain is real. Wasn't he in a dream? Why is it that sick?

"Stupid miaw! I told you this was a real dream. Don't play games like you had dreams before."

Warning the magical cat gets nothing scratched. He would get angry if the cat called him stupid. Aster fluttering with teary eyes. He stared at the man in front of him.

"I didn't bring anything. The letter was stolen on my way here! If you don't believe me, let me meet His Majesty the King and Queen" he explained. Eyes are already red so still acting pretentious.

"Not bringing anything also brings pets. Don't you know it's against the rules? Scram!"

Aster clucked in annoyance. Just a guard, already pretentious to power on the commoners. Working in the palace. Back his cheeks throbbing. He stared at the grandmother's ankle and let out a red liquid. "Mom, let me drive you home."

Actually Aster is not the type of person who cares too much about the affairs of others, except the closest people. In real life, she had no grandparents, no orphans. He only felt the need to respect his grandmother if she was still alive. But the original memory is not necessarily like the one Aster kept in memory so far. Could also ... the most terrible thing, the cat on it is able to change Aster's memory to be so. Not impossible.

"Thank you for leading Grandma. How I call you ... Princess Sir?"

"Your face is wounded. Too bad the treatment here is expensive, grandma has no money." Somber rails. In terms of economy, the residence of the grandmother is indeed mediocre. The walls are made of wood that is strong enough even without layers, only the terrace bench is slightly weathered wood. Aster was worried that if he sat down, his stool legs even broke and could endanger the grandmother. "However?"

Aster jerks. "Oh? Sorry, Grandma. I just don't think I should go to treatment. I saw the front yard of Grandma's house, a lot of plants that can be used as herbal medicine." He headed towards the corner of the courtyard, then plucked a leaf from the plant.

The grandmother frowned in surprise as Aster examined the wound on her ankle.

"Don't be afraid, Grandma. It's called iodine. The leaf bone is shaped like a ketella leaf. The stalks of the leaves are equally long, but after picking, iodine will secrete lymph. This gum is what I use to heal Grandma's wounds. Very good at helping the blood clotting process." Aster smiled sweetly after applying the sap on the injured area. The grandmother was unable to speak. In his mind it seemed that this girl was so flexible.

"Where did you learn medicine?"

The grandmother's expression was excessively shocked, making Aster uncomfortable. "Umh, from the thief I met on my way to the Palace."

"I suggest not to show this ability again. The science of medicine is strictly forbidden. Only nobles from the Physician Country are given permission to practice."

"Is that? What if someone is sick?"

"Brought to the place of treatment, but because of the expensive cost many are left to heal by itself. Not a few people lose their lives because of illness. What else is an old granny like me useless, it's time to die."

"Oh, Grandma! There's still grandchildren in the palace, don't talk no."

I did not expect the time to pass quickly. The sun is almost completely submerged Aster got a fair amount of information after talking. Especially the one who missed him. He said he was about the same age as Aster, but had an inverted personality. A girl, a spoiled girl, likes to make trouble, and is always troublesome for grandma. But the grandmother loved her grandson very much, she was afraid that her beloved girl could not live independently in the Palace. Although there were many servants there, it was not able to dampen the attention of Grandma to her granddaughter. Really ... troublesome girl.

"I'm saying goodbye. Grandma take good care of herself!"

"Go, may the letter of deliverance be found soon."

"Thank you, Grandma!" Aster bowed slightly, then continued on his way towards the setting sun. Going where Vanesa is not possible, the boy could get into trouble. Staying at my grandmother's house is more impossible. Where is the self-esteem of an Aster if troublesome to others.

Roughly ten steps away, a strange sound was heard. Like a spark from behind accompanied by the smell of a fireplace. Aster turned to the source of the voice. Instantly his eyes widened. Like a black swan flying. "What's going on?" muttered.

Aster ran to see what was going on. Fires. How come? There's no wick or charcoal here. Aster knew clearly the contents of the grandmother's house only consisted of empty space and the rest of the wood cabinets stored fruits.

The flames were craze, devouring the simple house that Aster had stopped by. Smell of grilled meat. Exactly when he had a barbecue party with classmates. But smelling at times like these, it felt too horrible.

A group of warriors circled around Aster's body, making the girl link brow in confusion. "What did you do to him?!"

Grandma, I hope you're okay.

Leader, yes, Aster doesn't know for sure. The clothes that person was wearing were different on their own from other warriors. A man, half his face covered in an iron mask as if deliberately worn to hide his face. He replied, "Just punish."

"Holy?" Aster thrashed when both his arms were blocked by two soldiers.

The man in front of him gave the decree, "Take the girl to the Palace. People around here, you know what to do."

"Are they all going to die?" ask Aster expressionlessly.

Residents who were originally curious about the burning of a house, now frightened. He walked towards Aster. A strong cold aura came from the man. To the point that Aster shivered.

No. gabe.

No, don't come any closer.