Chapter 170: The Banquet(6)
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Outside the manor, Reve stood still in the lonely environment as he waited patiently.
The neighs of horses assaulted his ears as he looked sideways. A large carriage was coming into view. When it reached him, an old man with grey hair visible on his face got down from the front.
However, his neutral expression would change into that of surprise as he looked at Reve. He quickly understood Reve's predicament and rushed to help.
They dropped the ladies in the carriage before they finally talked to each other.
"Mr. Reve, I can't thank you enough for looking after Lady Lithia and Lady Karmin. Normally, Lady Lithia rations her drinks, but I suppose she didn't feel the need to do that today," thanked Morgan.
Reve's face twitched, "Is that so….? I understand."
He understood now. The reason Lithia drank freely was that he was there to take care of the repercussions.
Reve entered the carriage, "They are not in a good condition for traveling. Take us to a good inn nearby. We shall spend the night there."
"Yes, Mr.Reve," bowed Morgan before he moved to the front of the carriage and drove away.
Not long after, they arrived at an inn named the "The Three Cups"
"Mr. Reve, please wait here. I shall arrange for our reservations," said Morgan.
Before he could leave, Reve advised, "Four different rooms. I reckon Lady Lithia and Lady Karmin would like premium rooms. Also, book a premium room for me and you."
Morgan beamed happily, "Thank you, Mr.Reve."
There was no servant that would not like to spend a night in the classiest room an inn had to offer.
After Morgan left, Reve guarded the carriage. He watched as many familiar faces entered the inn and realized this was going to be the resting location for most nobles coming from the banquet.
...That was if they were sober enough to move away from the manor. If not, he guessed they were sleeping there.
Giggling, Reve thought, 'I can't imagine the scene of them waking up the next day. Imagine even the most dignified nobles sleeping naked close to one another. On second thought, it might be normal for them.'
The life of nobles still remained incomprehensible in his eyes. There were many things that didn't make sense.
"Oh.."
Reve trail of thoughts was stopped as soon as he saw Morgan coming out of the inn.
"Mr.Reve, it has been settled. The inn-keeper demanded forty silver coins," reported Morgan.
Reve reached out to his necklace and brought out the exact amount of coins to which he gave to Morgan. Afterward, Morgan went inside and came out with a young boy.
According to Morgan's agreement with the inn-keeper, the boy was to take care of the carriage and its horses till the next day.
Reve and Morgan carried the two ladies into the inn. They ignored the curious eyes of the people inside and headed into their rooms which were located at the back half of the inn, where the lodges were situated.
A few minutes passed until the ladies were properly laid on their beds. Reve sighed and dragged his weary body into his own room.
He said to Morgan, "Have a good night."
"Likewise, Mr.Reve."
That was the last thing Reve heard before he closed his door and lay on his bed.
One minute into his sleep, his eyes sharply opened, "I can't sleep yet!"
Moving to the window side, Reve absorbed the cool night air. He had something to do this night.
No, Kimon had something to do!
Reve brought out the clothes of Kimon and wore them. He slipped out of the room through the window, falling perfectly on the ground.
As Reve dashed into the unknown shades of the night, his mind worked wonders.
Truthfully, he never thought he would have to wear the mask of Kimon this early, but sudden situations call for sudden measures.
As his face shifted to that of Kimon, Reve ruminated about how he was about to do something dangerous....absolutely rash.
Tonight, he was going to confront the Count of Drateel, Lord Gawyne. This plan had been set in motion after the signs that shone his eyes throughout the banquet.
Lord Gaweyn's appearance, the twin's grey hair strands, their late departure, the grim night of today. There was no way Reve was going to deny himself the perfect chance to talk to Lord Gaweyn.
'The territory of the Drateel is south of Neverbell. They would have to take the Southmeadow path if they plan on going home, which I'm fully sure is the case. The twins were sober enough while their father didn't participate in the 'fun activities'. He was formal throughout the banquet.'
As Reve analyzed this information, a map appeared in his brain. It was a map of Neverbell.
The south of Neverbell was barricaded by a vast expanse of forest. The Southmeadow wormed around the forest, taking all sorts of cuts and turns. This would make one's journey on the road slower than expected, but it was worth the risk as the forest was dangerous...especially at night.
'Hmmmm.....If I travel through the forest at my fastest speed, I can intersect them at this point,' understood Reve.
He knew what he had to do.
Reve stripped himself and mentally mentioned, "[Zero Form]."
Following those words of power, his bones started to bend into irregular shape as pain became evident in his eyes. His white fur protruded from his skin and his claws became more pronounced.
He was shifting back to his cat form.
Meowing loudly, Reve enjoyed the feeling. It had been long since he had done this and he was starting to feel like he was wearing someone else's skin.
In no time, the small Reve appeared in the place of humanoid Reve. He couldn't dwell further on this beautiful feeling.
He meowed one last time before dashing into the closest green land. Somehow, he felt connected to the natural environment. This gave an advantage when it came to navigating. Thereby, increasing his optimum speed.
Only his white after-images were left in this corner of Neverbell Woods
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Outside the manor, Reve stood still in the lonely environment as he waited patiently.
The neighs of horses assaulted his ears as he looked sideways. A large carriage was coming into view. When it reached him, an old man with grey hair visible on his face got down from the front.
However, his neutral expression would change into that of surprise as he looked at Reve. He quickly understood Reve's predicament and rushed to help.
They dropped the ladies in the carriage before they finally talked to each other.
"Mr. Reve, I can't thank you enough for looking after Lady Lithia and Lady Karmin. Normally, Lady Lithia rations her drinks, but I suppose she didn't feel the need to do that today," thanked Morgan.
Reve's face twitched, "Is that so….? I understand."
He understood now. The reason Lithia drank freely was that he was there to take care of the repercussions.
Reve entered the carriage, "They are not in a good condition for traveling. Take us to a good inn nearby. We shall spend the night there."
"Yes, Mr.Reve," bowed Morgan before he moved to the front of the carriage and drove away.
Not long after, they arrived at an inn named the "The Three Cups"
"Mr. Reve, please wait here. I shall arrange for our reservations," said Morgan.
Before he could leave, Reve advised, "Four different rooms. I reckon Lady Lithia and Lady Karmin would like premium rooms. Also, book a premium room for me and you."
Morgan beamed happily, "Thank you, Mr.Reve."
There was no servant that would not like to spend a night in the classiest room an inn had to offer.
After Morgan left, Reve guarded the carriage. He watched as many familiar faces entered the inn and realized this was going to be the resting location for most nobles coming from the banquet.
...That was if they were sober enough to move away from the manor. If not, he guessed they were sleeping there.
Giggling, Reve thought, 'I can't imagine the scene of them waking up the next day. Imagine even the most dignified nobles sleeping naked close to one another. On second thought, it might be normal for them.'
The life of nobles still remained incomprehensible in his eyes. There were many things that didn't make sense.
"Oh.."
Reve trail of thoughts was stopped as soon as he saw Morgan coming out of the inn.
"Mr.Reve, it has been settled. The inn-keeper demanded forty silver coins," reported Morgan.
Reve reached out to his necklace and brought out the exact amount of coins to which he gave to Morgan. Afterward, Morgan went inside and came out with a young boy.
According to Morgan's agreement with the inn-keeper, the boy was to take care of the carriage and its horses till the next day.
Reve and Morgan carried the two ladies into the inn. They ignored the curious eyes of the people inside and headed into their rooms which were located at the back half of the inn, where the lodges were situated.
A few minutes passed until the ladies were properly laid on their beds. Reve sighed and dragged his weary body into his own room.
He said to Morgan, "Have a good night."
"Likewise, Mr.Reve."
That was the last thing Reve heard before he closed his door and lay on his bed.
One minute into his sleep, his eyes sharply opened, "I can't sleep yet!"
Moving to the window side, Reve absorbed the cool night air. He had something to do this night.
No, Kimon had something to do!
Reve brought out the clothes of Kimon and wore them. He slipped out of the room through the window, falling perfectly on the ground.
As Reve dashed into the unknown shades of the night, his mind worked wonders.
Truthfully, he never thought he would have to wear the mask of Kimon this early, but sudden situations call for sudden measures.
As his face shifted to that of Kimon, Reve ruminated about how he was about to do something dangerous....absolutely rash.
Tonight, he was going to confront the Count of Drateel, Lord Gawyne. This plan had been set in motion after the signs that shone his eyes throughout the banquet.
Lord Gaweyn's appearance, the twin's grey hair strands, their late departure, the grim night of today. There was no way Reve was going to deny himself the perfect chance to talk to Lord Gaweyn.
'The territory of the Drateel is south of Neverbell. They would have to take the Southmeadow path if they plan on going home, which I'm fully sure is the case. The twins were sober enough while their father didn't participate in the 'fun activities'. He was formal throughout the banquet.'
As Reve analyzed this information, a map appeared in his brain. It was a map of Neverbell.
The south of Neverbell was barricaded by a vast expanse of forest. The Southmeadow wormed around the forest, taking all sorts of cuts and turns. This would make one's journey on the road slower than expected, but it was worth the risk as the forest was dangerous...especially at night.
'Hmmmm.....If I travel through the forest at my fastest speed, I can intersect them at this point,' understood Reve.
He knew what he had to do.
Reve stripped himself and mentally mentioned, "[Zero Form]."
Following those words of power, his bones started to bend into irregular shape as pain became evident in his eyes. His white fur protruded from his skin and his claws became more pronounced.
He was shifting back to his cat form.
Meowing loudly, Reve enjoyed the feeling. It had been long since he had done this and he was starting to feel like he was wearing someone else's skin.
In no time, the small Reve appeared in the place of humanoid Reve. He couldn't dwell further on this beautiful feeling.
He meowed one last time before dashing into the closest green land. Somehow, he felt connected to the natural environment. This gave an advantage when it came to navigating. Thereby, increasing his optimum speed.
Only his white after-images were left in this corner of Neverbell Woods
Outside the manor, Reve stood still in the lonely environment as he waited patiently. The neighs of horses assaulted his ears as he looked sideways. A large carriage was coming into view. When it reached him, an old man with grey hair visible on his face got down from the front.However, his neutral expression would change into that of surprise as he looked at Reve. He quickly understood Reve's predicament and rushed to help. They dropped the ladies in the carriage before they finally talked to each other. "Mr. Reve, I can't thank you enough for looking after Lady Lithia and Lady Karmin. Normally, Lady Lithia rations her drinks, but I suppose she didn't feel the need to do that today," thanked Morgan. Reve's face twitched, "Is that so.? I understand."He understood now. The reason Lithia drank freely was that he was there to take care of the repercussions. Reve entered the carriage, "They are not in a good condition for traveling. Take us to a good inn nearby. We shall spend the night there.""Yes, Mr.Reve," bowed Morgan before he moved to the front of the carriage and drove away. Not long after, they arrived at an inn named the "The Three Cups" "Mr. Reve, please wait here. I shall arrange for our reservations," said Morgan. Before he could leave, Reve advised, "Four different rooms. I reckon Lady Lithia and Lady Karmin would like premium rooms. Also, book a premium room for me and you."Morgan beamed happily, "Thank you, Mr.Reve."There was no servant that would not like to spend a night in the classiest room an inn had to offer. After Morgan left, Reve guarded the carriage. He watched as many familiar faces entered the inn and realized this was going to be the resting location for most nobles coming from the banquet. ...That was if they were sober enough to move away from the manor. If not, he guessed they were sleeping there. Giggling, Reve thought, 'I can't imagine the scene of them waking up the next day. Imagine even the most dignified nobles sleeping naked close to one another. On second thought, it might be normal for them.'The life of nobles still remained incomprehensible in his eyes. There were many things that didn't make sense."Oh.."Reve trail of thoughts was stopped as soon as he saw Morgan coming out of the inn. "Mr.Reve, it has been settled. The inn-keeper demanded forty silver coins," reported Morgan. Reve reached out to his necklace and brought out the exact amount of coins to which he gave to Morgan. Afterward, Morgan went inside and came out with a young boy. According to Morgan's agreement with the inn-keeper, the boy was to take care of the carriage and its horses till the next day.Reve and Morgan carried the two ladies into the inn. They ignored the curious eyes of the people inside and headed into their rooms which were located at the back half of the inn, where the lodges were situated. A few minutes passed until the ladies were properly laid on their beds. Reve sighed and dragged his weary body into his own room. He said to Morgan, "Have a good night.""Likewise, Mr.Reve."That was the last thing Reve heard before he closed his door and lay on his bed. One minute into his sleep, his eyes sharply opened, "I can't sleep yet!"Moving to the window side, Reve absorbed the cool night air. He had something to do this night. No, Kimon had something to do!Reve brought out the clothes of Kimon and wore them. He slipped out of the room through the window, falling perfectly on the ground.As Reve dashed into the unknown shades of the night, his mind worked wonders. Truthfully, he never thought he would have to wear the mask of Kimon this early, but sudden situations call for sudden measures. As his face shifted to that of Kimon, Reve ruminated about how he was about to do something dangerous....absolutely rash. Tonight, he was going to confront the Count of Drateel, Lord Gawyne. This plan had been set in motion after the signs that shone his eyes throughout the banquet. Lord Gaweyn's appearance, the twin's grey hair strands, their late departure, the grim night of today. There was no way Reve was going to deny himself the perfect chance to talk to Lord Gaweyn. 'The territory of the Drateel is south of Neverbell. They would have to take the Southmeadow path if they plan on going home, which I'm fully sure is the case. The twins were sober enough while their father didn't participate in the 'fun activities'. He was formal throughout the banquet.'As Reve analyzed this information, a map appeared in his brain. It was a map of Neverbell.The south of Neverbell was barricaded by a vast expanse of forest. The Southmeadow wormed around the forest, taking all sorts of cuts and turns. This would make one's journey on the road slower than expected, but it was worth the risk as the forest was dangerous...especially at night. 'Hmmmm.....If I travel through the forest at my fastest speed, I can intersect them at this point,' understood Reve. He knew what he had to do. Reve stripped himself and mentally mentioned, "Zero Form."Following those words of power, his bones started to bend into irregular shape as pain became evident in his eyes. His white fur protruded from his skin and his claws became more pronounced. He was shifting back to his cat form.Meowing loudly, Reve enjoyed the feeling. It had been long since he had done this and he was starting to feel like he was wearing someone else's skin.In no time, the small Reve appeared in the place of humanoid Reve. He couldn't dwell further on this beautiful feeling.He meowed one last time before dashing into the closest green land. Somehow, he felt connected to the natural environment. This gave an advantage when it came to navigating. Thereby, increasing his optimum speed.Only his white after-images were left in this corner of Neverbell Woods
