Zenith In The New World's
Chapter 156's

"Zenith..."

"Aaaaaaa..... Albert..... Hix... Hix... Hicks..."

"Tell me, I saw it wrong.... Dylan... Please..."

I screamed, I cried, I regretted it. I was just expecting an answer I wanted to believe in right now.

"Zenith, I'm sorry..." Tukas Dylan, his crying hoarse voice hugged me so tightly.

"How could he just die? What am I supposed to tell Dad?"

"Dylan, please tell me this is wrong..."

I just can't believe what I don't want to believe right now. Albert's body hung in the middle of the courtyard, the tree that was the place to find comfort became the place where he destroyed my whole heart and my body.

"They killed him... Hix... Hix... Hicks..."

"Zenith, calm down..."

"You're right, I shouldn't be like this..." Say it while wiping away the tears that wet my cheeks.

"Dylan, can you help me bury Albert's body?" I said, as I looked at Dylan who nodded his head.

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"Eat this..."

I turned to her, looking as if she was carrying a tray with a bowl of porridge and a glass of water on top of the tray.

I approached her while sitting down I ate the porridge.

"Lezat right? I cooked it carefully..." He said, smiling at me as he gave the glass of drinking water he reached from the tray to me.

"Hmmm... You cooked it perfectly..." I answered, smiling back at him.

I nodded, smiling in response to his words. It's just that I don't want to worry her, however my heart hurts. It's very painful.

I know, how Dylan and Albert were best friends up until this second. I know they spend more time together, I know how they love each other like siblings. And I know how hurt Dylan's heart is right now.

"Why are you crying?" Say it, as he touches my left cheek. He wiped away the tears that fell down my cheeks.

"Ahhhhh... No. gabe... I just remember something... Ardellias... Brother Harley... Are they okay?"

"Trust me, they're fine..." His reply, he smiled gently.

Standing up he carried the tray, the footsteps were so strong that they walked slowly leaving behind any trace of remembrance. His back looked so calm and secure, hiding it so well and well-groomed.

"Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... He's like Albert, after all..."

I followed her slowly, the handkerchief she was carrying dropped so I intended to give her the handkerchief. However, a crying voice sounded not far from me. I stopped, I saw Dylan crying near the table he put the tray on.

"You're making me sad again, Dylan... I'll give you your handkerchief later..."

I walked back to leave the place, I sat back in the chair in the hallway as I looked around the courtyard, I remembered this place. Where I saw Albert enter that library.

"Wait...."

"Why just Albert? Why did they just kill Albert? What about the others? Did they think Albert was the magician?"

"Yes God... Why am I living in a place like this?"

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