Jarnius, year of Gora
Current Age: 8 Demonic Years
First Week
I spoke too soon about him collapsing while on a mission. Well, more of, his guild gave him a month's worth of a break. I didn't even know that he was given a break or he secretly went back to those dreaded mountains without even going home. I only found out when I went out of the house to buy necessities for the house. I just overheard some adults gossiping about how a chestnut-haired man went insane and started gunning down iron dragons on a mountain. They said that he was responsible for the endangerment of those species. I don't think they were angry or anything, I mean, most dragons are dangerous and trying to fight one is like getting a one way trip to the Soul Stalkers to judge.
I could say though, Legis was already insane ever since mother "disappeared".
Second Week
I think I wrote here that Legis never bothered with hiring a butler or someone else to take charge of the stuff mother used to do for the house.
It's nothing really unusual for children to be doing a servant's tasks. Not everyone here in the Underworld was well-off enough to afford such. What's unusual is that an unprotected, "half-blind" 8-year old son of one of the wealthiest Bounty Hunters casually goes to the public market every week, even if he is endangered of suddenly getting kidnapped for ransom and such.
Fortunately, the worst hasn't happened.
It's all for survival. The Association of Soul Stalkers, which is the guild Legis is in, has their own supplies so he could pretty much steal from there and wouldn't give a care about me. If I didn't look after myself, my soul would most likely be chatting with the king of Hell at the moment.
Even if I am endangered of getting kidnapped, and I have to thank Legis' influence for that, I have this second talent that prevents such from happening. Maybe this is the one thing special about me, besides making Legis' words backfire on him, I am able to slip into crowds without being noticed at all. Perhaps it's an ability I got from both Legis and mother. I mean, chances are that this trait wouldn't be passed on to their kid would be low since they were both nimble Bounty Hunters. Being stealthy was a must for them.
I could run a whole block without catching anyone's attention, may it be crowded or not. I can probably even steal for myself, though I wouldn't want to try.
But I wonder why I never considered running away from this dreaded place.
Third Week
Legis sent a mail to the house using Selion, one of his personal dragon carriers. He stated that he wouldn't be back from his hunt, or better yet his "killing spree", until the start of Febreus so I'd better make myself useful while at home.
Have I not been doing that, being useful for the past 8 years of my life?
I can guess most demons would wonder how a kid like me is able to get a hold of a great amount of cash to buy in the marketplace. It's rather simple. Legis is rarely at home, as I wrote earlier, even if he's on a break, he's still out there beating himself half to death. So the ASS (his guild) would send a portion of the reward money he gets to the house via dragon carrier.
How I love toying with the name of his guild. I wonder if anyone else noticed its acronym.
You may be asking, what's a 'dragon carrier'? Obviously, you wouldn't know, you're just a brainless notebook. Putting it simply, these are worthless dragons that don't have any other capabilities besides flight. They are the lowest of all the dragons and even I snicker at how miserable their lives must be, just flying out in the open every single day.
But I envy how they are free to live their lives and fly away without any boundaries.
Fourth Week
One of the biggest surprises came today. Legis returned a week earlier than I had expected. I wasn't at the door to open it for him so he kinda just shot the lock open and let himself in. (Note to self, I'll need to get a new one later in the marketplace).
He was holding up a paper and called for me into his room. I knew this was something serious since he NEVER allows me in his own room.
His room was about the size of the dining room. Different types of model guns were placed on top of wooden tables. There were heads of different monsters hammered on plaques that were hung up on a wall. Legis just watched in silence as I gaped at how his room looked like.
"About the last time I said you weren't a worthy investment, I changed my mind, Rufus."
My face lit up when I heard these words.
"You're only going to slack off if I left you here in the Underworld. Perhaps a trip to someplace else would make you more useful, ney?"
I've never learned of any place other than the Underworld. I mean are there other demons that didn't look like us? That had wings or horns? Mutants maybe. Wouldn't want to see one of those.
Eitherway, Legis told me to pack my belongings, well, which were more or less just a few sets of clothing and this dirty notebook because he agreed to bring me with him on his next Bounty Hunter mission. I wouldn't be holding the guns, of course, but he wanted me to learn something new. He never told me what, most likely something to do with bounty hunting - something I can never and will never do.
He said we were going to a place called Aernas in two weeks.
