Trecht: "Alright you geezer. I know that you're the mayor and all, but don't you think that the last Chapter was a bit overkill, even for you?"
Lindheim: "As stated before, this was my decision and even if everyone hates me for that I'll proudly stand to it."
Trecht: *Sighs* "Look, old man, you know that I can't hate you, right?"
Lindheim: *Hums* "…True, we knew each other too long for the opposite to occur."
Trecht: "There, but the others won't like this thing one bit. Sietta will surely have a field day if she hears wind of it. Just like these ex-cooks will."
'G': "Even then, he already made up his mind, brewer." *Walks up behind them* "I can see a person's resolve by their actions…and he was certainly ready for more than the others think."
Trecht: "Really? Just 'Brewer'?" *Looks around him* "Also, where's that weird loon? You know…the guy who's basically afraid of sunlight due to his cloak?"
'G': *Shakes head* "He's learning for something important, but we'll get that out of the way for now." *Turns to the audience* "Today, since there's nothing new from our 'Review's corner' we'll just jump directly to the disclaimer."
Trecht: *Nudges Lindheim* "Geezer, you're up for some redemption?"
Lindheim: *Deadpans* "I know that what I demanded seemed unjustified and-…" *Desperately sighs* "Fine if the youth of tomorrow will grant me peace after this…"
'G': "No guarantees."
Lindheim: "…Alright, it only seems fair (I guess)." *Turns to the audience and speaks up* "All of you youngsters out there, this is just a reminder about the rights for 'Daylight's End' and its OCs. They all belong to…"
'G': "MrFiretank."
Lindheim: "Right, him. Anything else has its actual rights reserved by their own owners."
Trecht: *Grins* "See, that wasn't so bad. Now let's treat you to a bit of free ale!"
Lindheim: *Smirks* "Let's be honest. Even I know that you always ditch the bill."
'G': *Stares* "And don't even try to deny it. We witnessed it multiple times…"
Trecht: *Becomes flustered* "W-Well…I-It's not e-easy to m-make ends m-meet. R-Right?"
'G': "Uhuh…"
Lindheim: "Let's just get this on with. Have fun reading everyone."
*From a distance* Roll the next Chapter!
Trecht: *Looks around* "Did you hear something?"
'G': *Coughs awkwardly* "No…nothing at all."
...
CHAPTER 22 – WEAVE ME YOUR STORY…
"Alright, everyone, we're here."
"That building looks like it's been here for a while. Surely the owner has his fair share of years…" Duvac was already looking intrigued at the building before us.
"Yeah, Lindheim once mentioned that the 'Loeyur Mountain Tavern' existed since the village was founded. Nobody knows exactly when though; everyone kind of forgot about the exact date. But it's not the original owner anymore; his own son inherited the tavern."
"We're finally meeting Jess' friend~!"
"Well, then we shouldn't let your acquaintance wait."
The same clean wood walls and the all too familiar sign greeted me when our group finally arrived at the place where I had my first encounter. Alcohol could be smelled from the air around the tavern while the few rays of sunshine gave us light. However, there was one part of the wall where boards of wood covered a destroyed part of it. 'Guess someone went overboard whilst partying…'
Sietta was the one to walk in first; being nice enough to hold the door open for us. Maybe it was my imagination but I might have spotted her hand twitching just as Duvac walked in. 'Wow, they do kind of hate each other.' 'Not just 'kind of', child…' Luna mentally deadpanning made me chuckle out of embarrassment, but I otherwise stayed quiet.
The red-head politely closed the door behind her when we walked in, following directly suit to us.
"Now squirt, where's that friend of yours?"
"Another question would be more appropriate." There goes another tick mark on Sietta's forehead.
"And what would that be, pray tell?"
"Where is everyone else?"
It wasn't until the tactician's exclamation that we noticed the place's…emptiness. There weren't any other customers here, stools and tables seemed untouched by now. There was only a single other person visible right now, none other than the owner himself.
Because none of us tried to do the first move (and due to the bartender not noticing us whilst polishing another glass) Matsuri happily skipped towards the bar, Fujimaru following suit.
"Hello~! Is this tavern yours?"
"Hmm?" Confusion settled itself on his face, looking at the new customer before him. Though, this was replaced with a genuine smile when he spotted me and Sietta a few feet behind.
"Oh! It surely is! Also, welcome back Sietta and…uhm…"
'Child, have you ever told this person your full name…or anyone else to be exact?'
'Uhm…whoops?' I seriously couldn't believe this! It had been over 10 days and yet I never shared my full name with someone!? Just how careless was I!? Luna's mental image didn't turn into a frown like I expected it to; instead just mentioning with her head at the bartender himself…who still hadn't gotten an answer.
"Sorry mister! I-I never really revealed my name to you, did I? Well, my name's-"
"JESSIE~!" Fast ringing footsteps rang behind me while I pretty much mumbled to myself, making me turn around and spotting a woman-shaped torpedo fly at me.
*CRASH*
Her assault ended with me getting brutally glomped by none other than the guardian angel herself.
"OWW! HANA, LET…GO OF ME!" Wiggling in her grasp did nothing; yet letting her have her way was not an option! I was still injured for crying out loud!
"Not a chance~! It's been forever since we saw each other and I missed you so much!"
"IT'S ONLY BEEN 10 DAYS-"
A loud cough brought made me finally aware of the other people who still stood there, either giving us weird looks or an understanding smile (from the happy blonde mage of course). Sietta calmly walked to my side, heaving the both of us up and keeping the grasp on Hana's shoulder after doing so.
Speaking of Hana, her usual attire up from heaven had been ditched for…a simple white t-shirt, jeans and sandals. 'She really didn't have anything more formal?'
Even if it was unimportant for the others, her arms had moved slightly…signalizing that she heard my comment and was…mentally pouting? 'Mind-reading…right…sorry Hana.' Both arms lowered after that. 'Wait…actual-' 'I'll explain it later…hopefully.'
"So, Hana. You're the friend of Jessica that Duvac told me about?"
"Defiantly! Though, out story goes…a bit longer than one would usually expect." Nobody seemed to have noticed her change of words. Only I and 'Full Blood's' ex-tactician spotted the mid-change. I did because the strawberry-blonde told me already that she worked for all of my families' generations…
…And Duvac did spot it because he might have been that good in reading other people.
"Would you care to elaborate on that, Hana?"
"Yeah, yeah! I'll get to that later, though let us first sit down somewhere. I didn't just reserve every seat of this place for no reason~!"
"YOU RESERVED THE ENTIRE BAR!?" All of our jaws hit the floor, too stunned to even form a proper response. Even the advisor's mouth was left slightly ajar when he registered that ridiculous statement. Sietta though had a harder time to believe her.
"I know the bartender myself and am aware of how many people come and go to his place. The guy has to earn most of his income from visitors and such, meaning he can't just close his tavern like that!" As is Sietta wasn't already distrustful, her pointing a finger just topped it all off.
"To reserve a party for like 5 people or so you'd already have to pay a small fortune! How much money do you HAVE!?"
A lazy shrug was the only answer we received from our screams as she spoke: "I'm obligated to keep financial numbers and all the other crap a secret. Just let me say that our boss pays me well enough~!"
Meanwhile in heaven, 'G' was staring at the pre-opened tin box which was previously hidden inside of his office desk. There had to be a cruel joke somewhere since he had planned to use the original contents for his own sweet tooth.
But of course he didn't calculate the possibility of Hana knowing its position. Just as the chairman was about to get the stacked bundle of money out…he only got greeted with the sight of a messily written note.
Took the cash to have a nice meet with Jessica and her lads! Don't worry; you'll be thanking me for your teeth not decaying away~.
-Hana
(P.S. I'm taking the day free as well, so don't expect me today~.)
Sometimes he wondered to himself why he even considered the chaotic guardian angel his friend. The poor entity had already expected a fly to zoom past him by now. For any means, he just kept staring while thinking about a logical response to his gaffe.
'…It's official. She's the most mischievous entity who ever existed.'
Lucifer could give her a run for her money, but over time even he'd agree on that one.
"Fine Hana, but no alcohol for me. I can't handle most of the regular stuff." And with most of the regular stuff I meant a small sip of mostly anything. You guys want to hear the backstory of it?
…What am I saying, of course you don't want to but I'll tell it regardless.
We partied together with some neighbors last year and that's when mom had presumably the second-worst idea of our lives...which included giving someone who was a virgin to alcohol her glass of red wine. I was out like a light after 5 minutes-
"BWAHAHAHA! I remember all of it! Your mother even commented that she gave you the glass intentionally to make sure that you'd never touch a drop again!"
"C'MON! DID YOU HAVE TO SAY THAT OUT LOUD!?"
Snorts came from both the Bartender as well as Matsuri, only that the former politely tried to cover his mouth…Matsuri though just openly giggled. Then, Hana adopted a kind of mischievous- 'Oh oh.'
"I agree with you Matsuri~! She really IS so cute when flustered!"
…
'I…don't think that was a logical approach.' 'DANG YOU, HANA!'
"C'mon Matsuri, Jessie~! You have to admit that it was awesome, right?"
"…I-I didn't say m-my name…or a-anything e-else right there…Jess a-as well..."
'YOU'RE FREAKING THEM OUT!'
It didn't even take a second glance from Fujimaru at his sister's shocked expression to change into 'Overprotective Brother'-mode, summoning 'Raijin' with a quick flick of his hand, the known neon-yellow circle of magic lighting the air for a second.
Even Duvac and Sietta got alarmed at the latest events, grabbing a hold of trident and gun as fast as possible and shifting into battle stances. All 3 of them leveled intensive glares at the guardian angel who (in an unappropriated manner) raised both of her hands whilst exclaiming:
"What did I do wrong!? Jeez, can't you all take a joke!?"
"Whatever…that just was isn't a joke anymore. We basically know nothing about you and I'll not disregard the fact that you just invaded our personal privacy." Duvac was probably thinking like crazy in his attempt to find an explanation. You could even see the veins pressing together on his forehead.
"Friend of Jessica or not, he's right. That stunt you just pu-"
"I read their minds."
"-lled isn't playing…in…your...WHAT!?" The strawberry-blonde lost most of her usual playfulness, even keeping her posture perfectly straight. As the chief was still perplexed, Duvac started his own little interrogation.
"Are you using magic?"
"No." Duvac's glare intensified tenfold just then.
"What then? Something else?"
"Not 'something'. Like I said, I just read their minds."
"Elaborate." Her eyes started to shift into a deadpan, stopping just before it was visible.
"She thinks of something, I hear it. It's as simple as that."
"How long?"
"Pardon?" Frustration grew on the tactician's face, irritation coming from the unwanted and confusing information of hers.
"How long have you been reading our minds?"
"Oh, you're misunderstanding something. I didn't read yours, her twin's or the redhead's mind. Seriously, do you think that I have no sense of privacy inside of me?"
His glare somewhat lessened, yet he was still looking like he wanted to stare through her. Silence took over once more, tension not taking off for a moment and movement was pretty much nonexistent from all of us. Even Duvac's finger was perfectly still on his rifle's trigger, not even shaking whilst it was close to being pulled.
However, Sietta and Fujimaru looked slightly convinced…enough to lower their weapons slightly.
"…I'll trust your word, for now." The blond mage hadn't actually planned on attacking at all, yet being cautious was a requirement for his old position. Something that he learned from the tactician himself. With that as a reminder he let his weapon vanish back into the magical space that just sufficed for his sword.
"You're still fishy to me, not gonna lie there…" The glare on Sietta's façade hasn't disappeared yet, though kept it close to a natural level. With the halberd's tip still raised, she took a tentative step back, abandoning her current position.
"What bothers me, even more, is that you aren't a ghost-like…'woman' like Luna. Her being a whole different being covers some explanations. Yours doesn't." Her bossy-like nature slowly died down with every taken step, until her weapon was completely lowered.
"…If what the squirt said was true, you'll not try to harm us. But as a hint of advice, keep your freaky power to yourself. Most of Loeyur's population prefers it that way."
"I appreciate it! Really, I do! Though…could you tell your friend to relax there?" Now it was only Duvac who held the weapon still perfectly upright. I couldn't read anything about his emotions or intentions as if he was suppressing any signs of his body language that could hint towards them.
"C'mon Duvac! She didn't hurt me or anything, right everyone?" Matsuri (who had finally recovered from her previous shock) had put up the trademark smile of hers and was trying to push down Duvac's arm which still held the magic gun.
"The girl's right. In fact, she waited for almost an hour for your appearance, ordering a few drinks whilst sitting at the bar." Even the bartender (who witnessed the whole ordeal) was still looking calm at us, cleaning another mug during the comment.
"…"
"It's alright Duvac, she doesn't even have a weapon on her. I can't even sense any trace of magic from her direction." True to Fujimaru's word, Hana turned around with her hands still in the air and allowed anyone to see if there were unusual bumps or spots on her clothing.
"…But-"
"Glasses! I'll admit that this is still making me nervous, but we can settle this another day so stop with your whole ordeal!" Who would've thought, Sietta also tried to convince him to calm down. Unlike Fujimaru or Matsuri, she stood before his gun, daring him to pull the trigger.
It STILL wasn't convincing the stoic mage, yet there was a slight shake in his unarmed hand that hung on his side. Still being on edge, Duvac was that close to shooting his gun, risking any of us to get hurt from his 'Guns Magic'.
'Child, maybe a few of your words could change his demeanor.'
'Wait, why me!?'
'If anything proved more that he trusts you, his latest actions in that crowd earlier should suffice.'
'…Alright, but there isn't a guarantee for this to work.' A smile was the reaction I didn't expect from Luna.
'Don't worry, it won't come down to it.'
Taking small and nervous steps towards the tactician's front, I held both hands out to my side and prayed that he wouldn't lose his cool right there.
"C'mon D-Duvac! I know Hana personally, s-she won't hurt us!" Me shaking in my boots wasn't helping at all, but this wasn't like a regular situation.
With those goons, Yorc or even the second fight with the twins, I had emotions backing me up. Anger. Euphoria. Calmness. These things were the only reason that I didn't freak out in any of these battles. But this was more similar to the 'Full Blood' encounter.
I wasn't sure if this was just uncertainty or the same fear that came up against Dao. The fact was, I couldn't calculate every move...no one could. Albeit being able to read someone's mindset calmed me always down.
In comparison…Duvac was like a blank sheet. There was no way for me to tell if he'd pull the trigger or not.
"W-What are you doing, squirt!? MOVE!" The probably panicked eyes of Sietta were staring at the back of my head, actual back and all still turned.
"T-There's no need for violence! W-We're over the worst t-things…right, Duvac?"
"…"
C'mon…this had to work! Luna said it would!
"…You owe us an explanation later on." And with that final push, he reluctantly obliged, dissatisfaction clearly crossing his features when the rifle inside of his hand vanished. At least this was finally-
*SMACK*
"OWWW!"
"HEY, WHY DID YOU HIT JESSIE!?" I didn't see the slap on my skull's back, though I had a guess on who exactly did it.
"As much as I'm grateful for her defusing this stupid charade with us, there's this…" A gloved hand came down on my shoulder, keeping me upright as she continued. "We can all agree on the fact that she's precious to us, isn't that true?"
"Yeah~!"
'Absolutely.'
"Defiantly."
"…"
"So, then there'd be no proper reason for her to potentially endanger herself. Squirt went already through enough crap with the entire 'Full Blood'-ordeal, thus were responsible for everything now."
"But wouldn't that be close to babysitting?" Oh…yeah, bartender. He was speaking out my thoughts perfectly right there. But it didn't tune down the small pout emitted from me.
"Could we ALL finally sit down? I booked this place since I wanted to TALK with you guys and not get INTERROGATED; meeting my long-time friend as well!"
Believe it or not, most of us showed some remorse at that...that didn't include me since I just tried to have a calm night. Even Duvac had turned his head slightly as a sign of...something similar to regret.
"Come on! Also, bartender!"
"Yes, young lady!"
"Bring us a round of ale, my treat!"
'Uhm, miss?'
"…Hehe, and a glass of soda for my friend. Whoops?"
*Click*
"Huh?"
"Oh, hello there! Sorry for barging in! Could you maybe give me directions?"
Loeyur's mayor was currently sitting inside of his own grief as the door to his office opened. This confused him since almost everyone working inside of the town hall was supposed to have the day free. Only he and his secretary were working to this late hour. Turning around, he spotted a man who…sported weird equipment on his body as well as a tattered cloak around his form.
"Uhm, certainly sir. But may I ask who you are first? It is rude to walk into the mayor's office unannounced." His secretary quickly recovered, seemingly used to the whole situation. Extending a hand to the newcomer she put on a semi-forced smile to hide her current worry.
"Oh, my bad! My name's Guildarts Clive! I am the S-Class mage that was sent here on the behalf of 'Fairy Tail'…on short notice." He then started to shake the woman's hand, failing to notice the shock on her face and lack of movement from her hand.
Both of the tired people did their absolute best to not flinch at his words. The entire situation wasn't going in their favor, only becoming worse with bad event after bad event.
The mayor decided to let the flow continue and just pretended as if nothing ever happened before he just barged in.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mister Clive."
"Nah, I feel like Makarov when you call me like that! Just call me Guildarts."
"Certainly will. Also, may I assume that this 'Makarov' is your guild's master?"
"That's right. I guess that you received the letter?"
"We did." At that response, Guildarts somewhat adapted a serious expression without losing the warm smile on his face. His secretary took the liberty of treating their new guest correctly to herself, taking out two glasses from the small cabinet, build and kept in his room for supplying drinks or snacks.
"Good, that means we don't have to go over its whole content and keep this short." Seating himself on the chair that was pulled from the side by Lindheim himself, the S-Class mage relaxed into the carefully crafted pads and sighed when becoming comfortable.
"That may be so, but I'd like to…ah, thank you." The only woman had finally prepared everything as a huge variety of Loeyur's best-produced food and drinks laid on the table. The ware was produced to stay edible for longer periods of time, even under huge temperature changes.
"Just doing my job. Now…Guildarts, I can confirm that we both read the content of 'Fairy Tail's' letter, getting informed of your arrival. Now, is there anything that you'd like us to inform you about?" The secretary had decided to stand beside the mayor's own chair, holding both her hands behind her back like the countless times where politeness was required from her.
Lindheim decided to stay put during their own talk to assess the situation. He had a small but extremely crucial guess about the situation, but he'd have to let his partner confirm it first…although she wasn't aware of all this.
"To be fair, I actually talked about a bit of this with some bartender…ah, I can't remember his name."
"If I may chime if, were you visiting 'Loeyur Mountain Tavern' before walking into our town hall?"
"Ah, yes! That was the name. Nice place, got some good liquor in stock." An honest smile crossed Lindheim's face as he remembered his own first visit there.
"They certainly work around their quality and atmosphere. Quite an excellent establishment if I could say so myself."
"True, now…there was something that I overheard from before."
That caught the mayor's full attention, making his friendly façade turn slightly tenser than before. His secretary has felt the small shift of his mood and decided to jump to the rescue:
"And what exactly was this…thing that you caught wind of?"
"Let's just say that it involves a few people getting thrown out of this wonderful place."
"…!?"
"Hmm…so my guess was right after all." The shell-shocked face of the secretary was the only response both men received before Lindheim continued.
"I worked in this position for quite a while now. I'm aware of the echo that sometimes rings through these halls when someone speaks loud enough. To be fair, I may have exploited that fact for myself a few times now. But nothing too groundbreaking." He stood up from his seat, examining the special guest closer before breaking the ice.
"How much did you hear about our conversation?"
"Not too sure, I decided to just walk in when there was sound on the other side of the door." Pointing towards the now politely closed door, Guildarts just stared at the two innocently.
"If I may rephrase that question…what was the first thing you heard of our talk?" There was a slight hint of protective malice in the secretary's tone, something that the mayor heard rarely from her.
"Huh…I think it was something along the lines of 'being aware of the consequences'." The secretary slightly relaxed when hearing this. Lindheim on the other hand just kept his posture and expression the same.
"Well…since you're here already, we can talk about the situation now. There…had been a few changes in the village's situation." Guildarts just took his drink from the finely stocked office desk, taking a huge gulp from whatever was inside of his glass before answering.
"I've talked a lot today…but sure…let's talk."
"Ahhhh…if they had that kind of ale in my own place, everyone would get drunk of their ass in 1 hour flat!"
It wasn't even 20 minutes in until Hana reached her 4th jug or alcohol…without showing any signs of being drunk of even slightly giddy.
Sietta and Fujimaru had settled into their seats at the table in the back with us, both sharing a comfortable talk with the strawberry-blond who vaguely talked about her own work, changing facts and twisting stories about her numerous experiences about others. Both of her listeners were on their second jug respectively.
Duvac and Matsuri acted on their own different accords. The blonde smiled at all of us, even chiming in from time to time and sharing a few of her opinions. Meanwhile, Duvac just listened as he stayed silent, taking a small sip every few minutes. They still rested on their first drink.
And I have just sat close to Hana (on my own) and Sietta (who instantly sat down beside of me). The bartender must have remembered me enjoying the soda from last time since I received the same one from last time…I think. It's difficult to notice any differences when all non-alcoholic beverages in this universe were next to colorless.
"Well, that was basically a few of my own stories. Not the most exciting ones, but they are high up there."
"I have a question, Hana." Our gazes changed from the guardian angel towards the village-watcher's chief. There was a slight hint of tension in her current posture as if she was hesitating.
"C'mon Sietta~! We're friends!" Matsuri tried to encourage her by putting a hand on her shoulder and speaking in the usual happy tone. The redhead was still nervous, yet decided to talk.
"Fine…I'd like to know what your story is."
"Uhm, sure! It all began in a small village where my wonderful and slightly stupid parents-"
"Not that story. I mean…yours with Jessica, like how you actually met for instance."
Surprise crossed Hana's face, though she instantly replied while laughing slightly. "Ah, that! Sorry, must have gotten carried away. Well, to start off-"
"Actually…I'd like to hear Jessica explain it."
…
"… "
'WHAT!?' Of COURSE, it was Duvac who needed to pry into that!
"Uhm, if…she's fine with it? But…why do you want to tell us this-"
*SLAM*
Without any warning, Duvac slammed his own jug on the table when he stood up and- 'HE'S WALKING TOWARDS ME AND HANA!'
"Although Jessica has helped all people of Loeyur out, got rid of this…disgusting pack of people and freed us 3 from our shackles...To say I'd not be grateful would be the same as stating that magic wouldn't exist." His glasses were now reflecting light from the lamps, covering his eyes as he sternly pointed a finger at the two of us.
"Even considering all of that AND her young appearance, we're basically left in the dark when thinking about her past. Since we're all friends, she should be fine to talk about this, no?" Duvac was mercilessly twisting my own mindset, making me feel remorse at his words when he considered us friends-
"WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM YOU GLASSES-WEARING PLEB!? DO YOU ALWAYS SEARCH FOR TROUBLE OR IS THAT JUST TODAY!?"
Sietta was visibly fuming when she stepped in front of me, grabbing a hold of Duvac's arm and twisting it out of frustration. The tactician was still arguing with her while I was pondering on his words.
Should I really reveal any details on my past life? About my life…my friends…my…family…!?
Why...haven't I thought about them...even once in this journey?
There wasn't anything stopping me from letting a few tears roll down my face. 'How could I almost forget them? They were the one's whom I cared for the most after all! I'm…horrible.'
"EVERYONE, ZIP IT!"
The whole drama died down when Hana intervened herself, abandoning her own mug and using the alcohol to fuel unholy frustration. The deadly glare that followed these words was enough to make all of them freeze. Even the rumbling pair before me had stilled until Sietta and Matsuri spotted me crying.
Both didn't react very subtle to the situation...
"Dang it...Squirt. It's alright…you don't have to talk about it."
"Yeah! We all have our secrets. If you're uncomfortable with this, just tell us another time." They both tried to soothe me; Luna even saying reassuring words inside of my mind.
Still…I was only thinking about everything…there were just so many risks in telling! They would probably think that I was lying, or just making it up! They'll defiantly-
"It's fine."
'Huh?' Hana had moved to my side and put a reassuring hand on my shoulder and just kept it there before continuing.
"You're not horrible. Quite the opposite, you're a pretty amazing girl. And if you want to talk about it, you're free to do so."
Utter shock was crossing my face but Hana wouldn't let me have it.
"I and 'G' talked about this while you were traveling. You're free to tell everyone you'd want to."
So…I didn't have to keep my past a secret.
I…could still remember it freely...and hopefully not forget my own parents once more. You can say what you will...I care for them all.
Standing up, I tried to swallow down my anxiety whilst locking my own gazes with everyone else. The bartender was nowhere to be seen, probably having left after sensing the required privacy. There was still a small trail of tears on my face (even after Matsuri wiped a part of them away). Everyone seemed to feel my tension, thus not even wishing to interrupt me.
Hana gave me a final nod, confirming her words before she slightly nudged me on the back as a signal.
This would probably change everything…
But...I'll accept the consequences.
"I'd like to r-reintroduce myself. My name's Jessica L-Layna, I'm 13 years old and…died once in another world."
…
(To be continued…)
(Fire Me): We're FINALLY close to the two arc's endings. And yes, TWO arcs since I count both the 'Loeyur'-arc and the 'Full Blood'-arc as separate ones. But before the next Chapter get released, I'm honestly working on revisiting the earlier ones.
There are a LOT of mistakes in there that are still there up to this day, so I'll probably focus on that first.
Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this release and until next time!
The Sir's out!