Chapter 6

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"And because they were lovers." These words rang into Talom's ears. The romance between the two angels was legendary and majestic. It had held a certain amount of power in eons, for when evoked could do wondrous deeds. That was the love that had held the fort and pushed the devils into their own realm. Even now that Ryoma spoke these words, Talom seemed to be able to feel the immense pressure of their love around them, though the two angels were long gone.

When Talom finally spoke, he had already decided to let this angel in. Without doubt, this little angel is indeed special, but why and how? He wished he could read destinies.

Ryoma cocked his head at the older angel, why the sudden stiffening and silence?

"What is current strategy that the Dominion of War is headed for?"

"They had posted Thrones in all different earths and Powers in all borders, to watch out for demon and devil activities and cut them down at the first move," Talom nodded his head but the young angel was not done, "I disagree."

"And why so?" A brown-winged angel walked through the door of Talom's office, asking Ryoma with a stoic face, as if silently questioning and challenging.

"Is this part of the test?"

Talom shushed Ryoma, "Don't you know who this is! Answer him!"

Ryoma had known about Seraphs and their swirling-patterned wings, their robes and charms. But Ryoma being Ryoma, hadn't really bothered to look at the newcomer. He wanted to get the test over and done with, sleep a little then start reading.

Ryoma glanced at him, "Brown wings, brown robes and a stoic-looking face. He's Zoah, The Right Hand." He looked back at Talom, "I'll answer if it's a part of the test."

Zoah, otherwise known by his close friends as Kunimitsu, looked at Talom, "What test?"

Talom explained the circumstances to him.

"The Hall of Oreicas is strictly out of bounds to all other angels, wasn't that the clear rule passed down?" Kunimitsu questioned Talom.

Talom, feeling the full weight for that question, cringed a little, "Yes Your Lordship."

"Well you have already broken that rule by bringing other angels in, twice." Talom quivered, a little, for breaking strict rules were of severe consequence.

"Are you certain of all the rules that were set for the Library of Oreicas?" Questioned Kunimitsu, again.

Talom knew all the rules by heart but he had a feeling that was a rhetorical question and he feared to answer.

"Then you would have known that a rule was set by Anakkom to allow access of other angels in circumstances like these. Deny, however, no entry of angels of greatest potential, for their light shine far brighter and further. Be them Commons, spur none; Foolish are those who do. Take heed of those whom you allow entrance."

He looked at Ryoma, "Answer my question."

Ryoma had zoned off a little in between the conversation between Zoah and Talom, he lifted his sleepy golden eyes to meet brown ones and replied absentmindedly, "Hmm…?"

Kunimitsu was a little stunned by those golden eyes, cleared his throat quietly, "You disagree to the current strategy, why?"

Ryoma rubbed his right eye, it was seriously past his napping time, "It is obvious that they are making small activities everywhere, no matter who is charge of the trouble that they make, just to distract you from the bigger activities. They are devils, they are not dumb."

Kunimitsu blinked a couple of times; it has been a while since his heart has quickened his usual pace. Why is this boy making him so…? He asked calmly, "What do you think should be done instead?"

"Find the root game of the devils. Once that has been cleared, the small activities would be abandoned."

"Spoken like one who hasn't seen reality. Come, we shall analyze this further." He beckoned the young angel to come with him.

"Wait! What about me accessing the hall?" Ryoma looked at Talom.

Kunimitsu replied curtly, "Granted. All halls, including the one we use."

Talom eyes widened, the Seraphim Athenaeum was a study only for Seraphim to utilize.

"Yes Your Lordship."