Chapter 142: 141: Secret of Grey eye 2
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Dawn...
Moz's POV,
"Do you see him Teacher?" TuTu's word ȧssaults my ears once again.
"No"
"Do you wish to find him?"
"No"
"But you worry?"
"..."
I absentmindedly stroke my belly, feeling hungry again.
TuTu notices my action as she makes herself comfortable on the messy wall, "Have you told him?".
"No"
"..." She pauses, and takes a bite off her boar meat, "why do you not just..."
"I see you are very free, TuTu" I spoke while glancing at the dying fire, "The snow from white mountain reaches this place, we need more wood..."
"...Ah! look!" she suddenly says...
I look in the direction she pointed and there was...
Nothing!.
"You!"
"hihihi" She scurries away like a mice and her giggles trailed behind her.
'Sigh' I looked at the rising sun, unable to think about what to do with my self ...'sigh!'
"You seem worried" Another voice once again pulls me from my thoughts, I couldn't stop my mouth from twitching in annoyance...well at least till I saw the owner.
"Urim..." I say dryly.
"Hahaha what is with that tone?!! Did you think it was my brother?!!" He booms loudly.
"I know, I know..." He echoes.
I couldn't help sneering at his words, "What do you know?".
"I know you worry too much.
And your worries, worry the Chief too much as well".
This time I let out a small laugh, "Hahahaha...Worry him?"
"..." he said nothing, only the sound of burning wood could be heard.
"Are you serious?"
He didn't reply but yawned before coming forward from the stair, Dressed in Torug's old furred cloak...
'Doesn't look as good as it did on Torug though'.
"What is it that you are so afraid of, Mo'z?" he finally asks.
"..." a frown makes it's way to my face, "I...I don't know".
Silence lingers in the air for a while.
"Perhaps, that it would be rejected?" I soon add in a small voice after some thought.
"it?...hmm..." Urim mauls over my words for a bit before shouting in astonishment, "IT?!!!!"
Then he broke out laughing like a Mindless fool, "HAHAHAHA!!"
"Torug!! To think you would have your day?!!!HAHAHAHA!!!" He laughed loudly while beating his thɨġh.
"What's so funny?!!" I yell while punching him in the gut.
"Uahahaha!! Mo'z Hahaha!"
glaring at him I asked, "What?!"
Urim tries to catch his breath before saying, "You have to let me know when you are to tell him"
"I wish to see his face..."
"I don't know if I should, I am an Alhamanut, we..." I couldn't finish my sentence.
Urim looks at me from the corner of his eye and says with a grin that looked like Torug's, "So what?... you are My brother's Alhamanut... anyone who speaks nonsense should come die!"
He pats his Warhammer playfully before adding, "Besides, No one of White bone blood would be abandoned..."
"It's a white bone!" His eyes glowed icy blue before turning into a laughing mess, "Hahahaha".
I could only roll my eyes at him, but...
Now I feel better...
At the same time, a loud wolf's howl came from quite a distance, a little far from the outpost.
We look in this direction and all the wolves in the outpost howled in response.
"He's here" Urim says with a teasing smirk and I reply while placing my arm on my tummy, "Yes... He is".
Meanwhile,
Grey eye Fortress,
Kharag's POV,
"I'll kill them, I'll Kill them all" I say through gritted teeth, "How dare that..."
"My Chief, why don't we bury the little Chief?" my right hand man questions abruptly.
"Bury Durzel?" I glare at him, "we will not bury anyone until I kill him!"
"But...My Chief, didn't you kill him earlier?"
"No no no no no, that was just a useless puppet!" I quickly retorted while slapping the side of my sweating head.
"Tell Blood horn, that I will have Mala'kwe with the Black moon clan!! we will not share the same sky!!!, He dares touch my..." Suddenly I remember, "Where are my weapons?! Why have they not arrived?".
"..."
"..."
"..."
Then the Hobgoblin said something funny, "There's no news from the outpost my Chief"
"what are you doing here then??!! Get out!!, equip my men with weapons and bring me the head of the Outpost captain while you're at it" I roar in anger, my blood was boiling.
'I will feast on all your blood!! argh!!!' I kick down the war table as everyone in t war room gulped.
"Get out!!!, why are you still here?!!! Hey out!!" I roared in the end before finally having the whole place to myself.
"Did he see them?" I muttered calmly before sighing, I looked at my dead son.
"I was waiting for you to get to the third before devouring you but looks like it has to be now, can't have you awakening and devouring me after all, like I did my father" I say ever so softly as I bring myself closer to the corpses face and sniff.
'mhmm...' I hummed in Glee as my stomach rumbled, "Don't worry, you will see my father and my brother...kikiki!'.
"I don't care who that person was, but to me, it's the Black moon clan, it has to be for my plans to work... that village would be the greatest gift you would give me and I will make it into a holy land after torturing and milk out all of it's secrets"I fantasized, "how can you have..."
_______________
Thann's End,
Janetta once again appeared at the church, to investigate enemy movements.
The solemn cathedral is illuminated by
the warm glow given off by lamps.
This causes the scene to seem
fantastical, even.
The only person standing here in this
cathedral is a stunningly beautiful purple haired woman.
Her cold eyes are directed at the statue
of the God Ragol, her eyes beneath the cloak was filled with a bit of confusion.
This would be the first time she looked at this statue despite coming here severally. but looking at it now, have her the feeling of Deja Vu.
'So the human was really a priest?, so why does this stone match that of our clan temple... different Gods?' The early morning sun shines
brilliantly into the hall, driving away darkness.
She had been standing here silently for a while now.
"All we wish for is the truth huh." It was as though she was talking to the statue but it was a sentence that came from an unknown memory.
"Damn fellow. What is it that you actually
did in the church? Now truth and
lie is mixed together so thoroughly, it is
like reading chaos... show me nothing if it's not important."
Then she begins walking away, the sound of
her high metal heels reverberating crisply
throughout the cathedral. Gradually she approaches something red on the
marble ground.
"dear Bishop. did you see your death coming like that human priest I ate, or was he the only one who could do such.
why would he continue despite knowing it would lead to his death, he saw that I would eat him but still walk down that path.
answer me."
The red thing on the marble ground is a
large piece of meat covered with blood.
What used to be a corpulent man was now this thing that looked like it had exploded from inside out, with not a single breath left in him.
her high heels stop right on top of the
puddle of blood. The knee length skirt
reveals her white, shapely legs.
"Who is it that could cut down someone in a position as high as yours silently? could it be that old man? or was it Anthony" she poked the meat silently, she was a bit out of it and muddle headed since she saw the statue.
Totally uncomfortable.
The eyes of the archbishop's corpse
speaks of the sublimity of the line on the boundary of death. The rumors of this bishop had reached even the
ears of those in the slums.
Yet he is erased so silently.
"I will await the actions of that butcher Anthony today." she taps her chin with her index finger playfully as she thought of the people executed wrongly yesterday at the Town's square.
'Trying to force me out by attacking my conscience? it might have worked if I was human in the first place' a sickening smile across her face before breaking into giggles.
She then gives the statue one last glance before turning away. From beyond the doors to the cathedral float voices looking for the bishop.
Paying them no mind, she walks to the doors and strides out. As the sound of high heels gradually fade into the distance, knights surge in from another direction like an exchange.
She already knows this place like the back of her hands. a knight caught a glimpse of a shadow but was occupied by the thought of finding the bishop.
Though they immediately see the corpse of the bishop, immediately that knight chased after the shadow.
Too bad She was gone though....
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Dawn...
Moz's POV,
"Do you see him Teacher?" TuTu's word ȧssaults my ears once again.
"No"
"Do you wish to find him?"
"No"
"But you worry?"
"..."
I absentmindedly stroke my belly, feeling hungry again.
TuTu notices my action as she makes herself comfortable on the messy wall, "Have you told him?".
"No"
"..." She pauses, and takes a bite off her boar meat, "why do you not just..."
"I see you are very free, TuTu" I spoke while glancing at the dying fire, "The snow from white mountain reaches this place, we need more wood..."
"...Ah! look!" she suddenly says...
I look in the direction she pointed and there was...
Nothing!.
"You!"
"hihihi" She scurries away like a mice and her giggles trailed behind her.
'Sigh' I looked at the rising sun, unable to think about what to do with my self ...'sigh!'
"You seem worried" Another voice once again pulls me from my thoughts, I couldn't stop my mouth from twitching in annoyance...well at least till I saw the owner.
"Urim..." I say dryly.
"Hahaha what is with that tone?!! Did you think it was my brother?!!" He booms loudly.
"I know, I know..." He echoes.
I couldn't help sneering at his words, "What do you know?".
"I know you worry too much.
And your worries, worry the Chief too much as well".
This time I let out a small laugh, "Hahahaha...Worry him?"
"..." he said nothing, only the sound of burning wood could be heard.
"Are you serious?"
He didn't reply but yawned before coming forward from the stair, Dressed in Torug's old furred cloak...
'Doesn't look as good as it did on Torug though'.
"What is it that you are so afraid of, Mo'z?" he finally asks.
"..." a frown makes it's way to my face, "I...I don't know".
Silence lingers in the air for a while.
"Perhaps, that it would be rejected?" I soon add in a small voice after some thought.
"it?...hmm..." Urim mauls over my words for a bit before shouting in astonishment, "IT?!!!!"
Then he broke out laughing like a Mindless fool, "HAHAHAHA!!"
"Torug!! To think you would have your day?!!!HAHAHAHA!!!" He laughed loudly while beating his thɨġh.
"What's so funny?!!" I yell while punching him in the gut.
"Uahahaha!! Mo'z Hahaha!"
glaring at him I asked, "What?!"
Urim tries to catch his breath before saying, "You have to let me know when you are to tell him"
"I wish to see his face..."
"I don't know if I should, I am an Alhamanut, we..." I couldn't finish my sentence.
Urim looks at me from the corner of his eye and says with a grin that looked like Torug's, "So what?... you are My brother's Alhamanut... anyone who speaks nonsense should come die!"
He pats his Warhammer playfully before adding, "Besides, No one of White bone blood would be abandoned..."
"It's a white bone!" His eyes glowed icy blue before turning into a laughing mess, "Hahahaha".
I could only roll my eyes at him, but...
Now I feel better...
At the same time, a loud wolf's howl came from quite a distance, a little far from the outpost.
We look in this direction and all the wolves in the outpost howled in response.
"He's here" Urim says with a teasing smirk and I reply while placing my arm on my tummy, "Yes... He is".
Meanwhile,
Grey eye Fortress,
Kharag's POV,
"I'll kill them, I'll Kill them all" I say through gritted teeth, "How dare that..."
"My Chief, why don't we bury the little Chief?" my right hand man questions abruptly.
"Bury Durzel?" I glare at him, "we will not bury anyone until I kill him!"
"But...My Chief, didn't you kill him earlier?"
"No no no no no, that was just a useless puppet!" I quickly retorted while slapping the side of my sweating head.
"Tell Blood horn, that I will have Mala'kwe with the Black moon clan!! we will not share the same sky!!!, He dares touch my..." Suddenly I remember, "Where are my weapons?! Why have they not arrived?".
"..."
"..."
"..."
Then the Hobgoblin said something funny, "There's no news from the outpost my Chief"
"what are you doing here then??!! Get out!!, equip my men with weapons and bring me the head of the Outpost captain while you're at it" I roar in anger, my blood was boiling.
'I will feast on all your blood!! argh!!!' I kick down the war table as everyone in t war room gulped.
"Get out!!!, why are you still here?!!! Hey out!!" I roared in the end before finally having the whole place to myself.
"Did he see them?" I muttered calmly before sighing, I looked at my dead son.
"I was waiting for you to get to the third before devouring you but looks like it has to be now, can't have you awakening and devouring me after all, like I did my father" I say ever so softly as I bring myself closer to the corpses face and sniff.
'mhmm...' I hummed in Glee as my stomach rumbled, "Don't worry, you will see my father and my brother...kikiki!'.
"I don't care who that person was, but to me, it's the Black moon clan, it has to be for my plans to work... that village would be the greatest gift you would give me and I will make it into a holy land after torturing and milk out all of it's secrets"I fantasized, "how can you have..."
_______________
Thann's End,
Janetta once again appeared at the church, to investigate enemy movements.
The solemn cathedral is illuminated by
the warm glow given off by lamps.
This causes the scene to seem
fantastical, even.
The only person standing here in this
cathedral is a stunningly beautiful purple haired woman.
Her cold eyes are directed at the statue
of the God Ragol, her eyes beneath the cloak was filled with a bit of confusion.
This would be the first time she looked at this statue despite coming here severally. but looking at it now, have her the feeling of Deja Vu.
'So the human was really a priest?, so why does this stone match that of our clan temple... different Gods?' The early morning sun shines
brilliantly into the hall, driving away darkness.
She had been standing here silently for a while now.
"All we wish for is the truth huh." It was as though she was talking to the statue but it was a sentence that came from an unknown memory.
"Damn fellow. What is it that you actually
did in the church? Now truth and
lie is mixed together so thoroughly, it is
like reading chaos... show me nothing if it's not important."
Then she begins walking away, the sound of
her high metal heels reverberating crisply
throughout the cathedral. Gradually she approaches something red on the
marble ground.
"dear Bishop. did you see your death coming like that human priest I ate, or was he the only one who could do such.
why would he continue despite knowing it would lead to his death, he saw that I would eat him but still walk down that path.
answer me."
The red thing on the marble ground is a
large piece of meat covered with blood.
What used to be a corpulent man was now this thing that looked like it had exploded from inside out, with not a single breath left in him.
her high heels stop right on top of the
puddle of blood. The knee length skirt
reveals her white, shapely legs.
"Who is it that could cut down someone in a position as high as yours silently? could it be that old man? or was it Anthony" she poked the meat silently, she was a bit out of it and muddle headed since she saw the statue.
Totally uncomfortable.
The eyes of the archbishop's corpse
speaks of the sublimity of the line on the boundary of death. The rumors of this bishop had reached even the
ears of those in the slums.
Yet he is erased so silently.
"I will await the actions of that butcher Anthony today." she taps her chin with her index finger playfully as she thought of the people executed wrongly yesterday at the Town's square.
'Trying to force me out by attacking my conscience? it might have worked if I was human in the first place' a sickening smile across her face before breaking into giggles.
She then gives the statue one last glance before turning away. From beyond the doors to the cathedral float voices looking for the bishop.
Paying them no mind, she walks to the doors and strides out. As the sound of high heels gradually fade into the distance, knights surge in from another direction like an exchange.
She already knows this place like the back of her hands. a knight caught a glimpse of a shadow but was occupied by the thought of finding the bishop.
Though they immediately see the corpse of the bishop, immediately that knight chased after the shadow.
Too bad She was gone though....
Dawn... Moz's POV, "Do you see him Teacher?" TuTu's word ssaults my ears once again. "No" "Do you wish to find him?" "No" "But you worry?" "..." I absentmindedly stroke my belly, feeling hungry again. TuTu notices my action as she makes herself comfortable on the messy wall, "Have you told him?". "No" "..." She pauses, and takes a bite off her boar meat, "why do you not just..." "I see you are very free, TuTu" I spoke while glancing at the dying fire, "The snow from white mountain reaches this place, we need more wood..." "...Ah! look!" she suddenly says... I look in the direction she pointed and there was... Nothing!. "You!" "hihihi" She scurries away like a mice and her giggles trailed behind her. 'Sigh' I looked at the rising sun, unable to think about what to do with my self ...'sigh!' "You seem worried" Another voice once again pulls me from my thoughts, I couldn't stop my mouth from twitching in annoyance...well at least till I saw the owner. "Urim..." I say dryly. "Hahaha what is with that tone?!! Did you think it was my brother?!!" He booms loudly. "I know, I know..." He echoes. I couldn't help sneering at his words, "What do you know?". "I know you worry too much. And your worries, worry the Chief too much as well". This time I let out a small laugh, "Hahahaha...Worry him?" "..." he said nothing, only the sound of burning wood could be heard. "Are you serious?" He didn't reply but yawned before coming forward from the stair, Dressed in Torug's old furred cloak... 'Doesn't look as good as it did on Torug though'. "What is it that you are so afraid of, Mo'z?" he finally asks. "..." a frown makes it's way to my face, "I...I don't know". Silence lingers in the air for a while. "Perhaps, that it would be rejected?" I soon add in a small voice after some thought. "it?...hmm..." Urim mauls over my words for a bit before shouting in astonishment, "IT?!!!!" Then he broke out laughing like a Mindless fool, "HAHAHAHA!!" "Torug!! To think you would have your day?!!!HAHAHAHA!!!" He laughed loudly while beating his thh. "What's so funny?!!" I yell while punching him in the gut. "Uahahaha!! Mo'z Hahaha!" glaring at him I asked, "What?!" Urim tries to catch his breath before saying, "You have to let me know when you are to tell him" "I wish to see his face..." "I don't know if I should, I am an Alhamanut, we..." I couldn't finish my sentence. Urim looks at me from the corner of his eye and says with a grin that looked like Torug's, "So what?... you are My brother's Alhamanut... anyone who speaks nonsense should come die!" He pats his Warhammer playfully before adding, "Besides, No one of White bone blood would be abandoned..." "It's a white bone!" His eyes glowed icy blue before turning into a laughing mess, "Hahahaha". I could only roll my eyes at him, but... Now I feel better... At the same time, a loud wolf's howl came from quite a distance, a little far from the outpost. We look in this direction and all the wolves in the outpost howled in response. "He's here" Urim says with a teasing smirk and I reply while placing my arm on my tummy, "Yes... He is". Meanwhile, Grey eye Fortress, Kharag's POV, "I'll kill them, I'll Kill them all" I say through gritted teeth, "How dare that..." "My Chief, why don't we bury the little Chief?" my right hand man questions abruptly. "Bury Durzel?" I glare at him, "we will not bury anyone until I kill him!" "But...My Chief, didn't you kill him earlier?" "No no no no no, that was just a useless puppet!" I quickly retorted while slapping the side of my sweating head. "Tell Blood horn, that I will have Mala'kwe with the Black moon clan!! we will not share the same sky!!!, He dares touch my..." Suddenly I remember, "Where are my weapons?! Why have they not arrived?". "..." "..." "..." Then the Hobgoblin said something funny, "There's no news from the outpost my Chief" "what are you doing here then??!! Get out!!, equip my men with weapons and bring me the head of the Outpost captain while you're at it" I roar in anger, my blood was boiling. 'I will feast on all your blood!! argh!!!' I kick down the war table as everyone in t war room gulped. "Get out!!!, why are you still here?!!! Hey out!!" I roared in the end before finally having the whole place to myself. "Did he see them?" I muttered calmly before sighing, I looked at my dead son. "I was waiting for you to get to the third before devouring you but looks like it has to be now, can't have you awakening and devouring me after all, like I did my father" I say ever so softly as I bring myself closer to the corpses face and sniff. 'mhmm...' I hummed in Glee as my stomach rumbled, "Don't worry, you will see my father and my brother...kikiki!'. "I don't care who that person was, but to me, it's the Black moon clan, it has to be for my plans to work... that village would be the greatest gift you would give me and I will make it into a holy land after torturing and milk out all of it's secrets"I fantasized, "how can you have..." _______________ Thann's End, Janetta once again appeared at the church, to investigate enemy movements. The solemn cathedral is illuminated by the warm glow given off by lamps. This causes the scene to seem fantastical, even. The only person standing here in this cathedral is a stunningly beautiful purple haired woman. Her cold eyes are directed at the statue of the God Ragol, her eyes beneath the cloak was filled with a bit of confusion. This would be the first time she looked at this statue despite coming here severally. but looking at it now, have her the feeling of Deja Vu. 'So the human was really a priest?, so why does this stone match that of our clan temple... different Gods?' The early morning sun shines brilliantly into the hall, driving away darkness. She had been standing here silently for a while now. "All we wish for is the truth huh." It was as though she was talking to the statue but it was a sentence that came from an unknown memory. "Damn fellow. What is it that you actually did in the church? Now truth and lie is mixed together so thoroughly, it is like reading chaos... show me nothing if it's not important." Then she begins walking away, the sound of her high metal heels reverberating crisply throughout the cathedral. Gradually she approaches something red on the marble ground. "dear Bishop. did you see your death coming like that human priest I ate, or was he the only one who could do such. why would he continue despite knowing it would lead to his death, he saw that I would eat him but still walk down that path. answer me." The red thing on the marble ground is a large piece of meat covered with blood. What used to be a corpulent man was now this thing that looked like it had exploded from inside out, with not a single breath left in him. her high heels stop right on top of the puddle of blood. The knee length skirt reveals her white, shapely legs. "Who is it that could cut down someone in a position as high as yours silently? could it be that old man? or was it Anthony" she poked the meat silently, she was a bit out of it and muddle headed since she saw the statue. Totally uncomfortable. The eyes of the archbishop's corpse speaks of the sublimity of the line on the boundary of death. The rumors of this bishop had reached even the ears of those in the slums. Yet he is erased so silently. "I will await the actions of that butcher Anthony today." she taps her chin with her index finger playfully as she thought of the people executed wrongly yesterday at the Town's square. 'Trying to force me out by attacking my conscience? it might have worked if I was human in the first place' a sickening smile across her face before breaking into giggles. She then gives the statue one last glance before turning away. From beyond the doors to the cathedral float voices looking for the bishop. Paying them no mind, she walks to the doors and strides out. As the sound of high heels gradually fade into the distance, knights surge in from another direction like an exchange. She already knows this place like the back of her hands. a knight caught a glimpse of a shadow but was occupied by the thought of finding the bishop. Though they immediately see the corpse of the bishop, immediately that knight chased after the shadow. Too bad She was gone though....
