Chapter 180: The Aftermath
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Two days later.
Reve was back in his room after the entire ordeal he went through in the Neverbell Woods. So as not to attract the wrong attention, after conversing with Lord Gawyne, Reve went back to the inn and spent the rest of the night badly injured.
The next morning, he made sure he revealed no injury. It was not that hard as Lithia and Karmin were still hungover from the night at the manor.
When they finally came to their senses, they were deeply embarrassed by their actions. Reve failed to count how many times they apologized to him for what they put him through.
Of course, Reve didn't make it easy for them, especially Karmin. He kept laughing and bringing up what he saw them do. Oh, how fun it was to mock someone till their face became deep red.
Anyway, he was happy as, ultimately, Karmin and Lithia's drunken states had paved the way for Reve to contact Lord Gawyne. If the two ladies weren't drunk, Reve would have not dared slip out of the inn.
'Hmmm...…so far, so good,' nodded Reve.
He had successfully gained the support of Lord Gawyne. Such support built on the safety of his children was a strong one. There was no way the noble lord would go against their agreement especially now that he knew his children still had a chance of living past their early adulthood.
They had arranged for them to meet in his territory a week from now when the healing process for the twins would begin.
It was all good to him.
However, ...…..
Reve had a terrible confession.
It was sad to say that he had bluffed his way through the negotiation. He didn't know of the cure for the curse of Nimiel.
In fact, he had no clue about it either. Reve never planned on offering a cure prior to meeting the noble lord but when he saw Lord Gawyne's immensely stubborn side, he knew he had to bring something attractive to the table to make the noble lord earnest in their deal.
He spewed a lot of nonsense and he ended up owing Lord Gawyne a cure for the curse of Nimiel.
The problem was still salvageable, though. Reve knew of someone that could help him....his lazy mentor, Circe.
While she could not physically help him, she could provide him with the knowledge she had on the curse of Nimiel.
Hence, Reve wasted no time writing to her. He summoned Demis the moment he got home and handed him the letter.
He also checked if Circe had any letter for him. She didn't!
That damn old hag has probably been sleeping all day.
He specifically told Demis to report his anger to her. Despite it not working the last time, he reckoned it would work this time. And if not, he might just as well be damned.
.........…
A few hours later.
Reve was at the thieves' hideout.
"Are you ready?"
In front of him were two thieves looking at each other with flaming eyes. Their innocent eyes tainted with bits of malicious intents proved to be quite an entertaining spectacle.
In actuality, the two in front of him were not thieves. They were "thieves-in-training". They were part of the younger generation and were a few years younger than Reve.
However, right now, the stance Reve took against them disregarded their age difference.
"Yes," the two shouted in unison.
On his chair, Reve nodded his head, "Good. Now continue. Listen to my words when I speak."
"Yes, Kimon!"
The two thieves faced each other afterward. In the blink of an eye, their bodies moved as their hands connected to their faces!
Meanwhile, the older thieves sat around Reve and speculated the upcoming battle
......
To understand how it came to this, a brief walk-through time was needed.
A few hours ago, Reve became bored with laying on his bed all day. His body was still banged up, but he couldn't bear another minute staying cooped up.
So, he thought, 'Hey, why don't I pay a visit to my henchmen and see how they are faring?'
Following his thoughts, he quickly got to the Devil's Cave and met with the thieves present. In a wild turn of events, he was approached by one of the teenagers for help. As future thieves, they were honing their abilities and when they saw Reve, memories of his battle against tens of thieves resurfaced in his mind.
If they could just get someone like him to tutor them, it would be exceptional. So, they brought out their scapegoat. The young thin man trembled the closer he got to Reve. Nevertheless, he obeyed the orders of his friends and asked Reve the intended question.
Contrary to their expectations, Reve's answer was simple, "Oh, alright."
They failed to realize that they just offered themselves up as a source of entertainment for bored Reve.
....
The two youngsters continued duking it out in front of Reve. The cat-emperor's eyes were fully activated as he kept analyzing each of their moves. His brain was working at the optimum at this time.
He could see every bodily part twitch. Their muscles moved every time they prepared for a big attack. With his special abilities, observing the inner work of a combatant opened a new perspective in Reve's mind.
This type of introspective observation would surely come in handy if he found himself in a pinch anytime.
"Jervis, guard your left side. You are unconsciously leaving it open. This makes it easy for Herry to attack you on that side, which is what he has been doing since," cautioned Reve.
Herry and Jervis stopped for a moment before continuing their battle.
On the other side, Reve speculated more.
Reve was not a good fighter, in his opinion. But he was experienced with fighting talented combatants. Hence, he was qualified to guide a warrior on how to fight.
"Herry, stop making obvious attacks. You have not yet learned a style and you are already having a routine set of attacks"
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Two days later.
Reve was back in his room after the entire ordeal he went through in the Neverbell Woods. So as not to attract the wrong attention, after conversing with Lord Gawyne, Reve went back to the inn and spent the rest of the night badly injured.
The next morning, he made sure he revealed no injury. It was not that hard as Lithia and Karmin were still hungover from the night at the manor.
When they finally came to their senses, they were deeply embarrassed by their actions. Reve failed to count how many times they apologized to him for what they put him through.
Of course, Reve didn't make it easy for them, especially Karmin. He kept laughing and bringing up what he saw them do. Oh, how fun it was to mock someone till their face became deep red.
Anyway, he was happy as, ultimately, Karmin and Lithia's drunken states had paved the way for Reve to contact Lord Gawyne. If the two ladies weren't drunk, Reve would have not dared slip out of the inn.
'Hmmm...…so far, so good,' nodded Reve.
He had successfully gained the support of Lord Gawyne. Such support built on the safety of his children was a strong one. There was no way the noble lord would go against their agreement especially now that he knew his children still had a chance of living past their early adulthood.
They had arranged for them to meet in his territory a week from now when the healing process for the twins would begin.
It was all good to him.
However, ...…..
Reve had a terrible confession.
It was sad to say that he had bluffed his way through the negotiation. He didn't know of the cure for the curse of Nimiel.
In fact, he had no clue about it either. Reve never planned on offering a cure prior to meeting the noble lord but when he saw Lord Gawyne's immensely stubborn side, he knew he had to bring something attractive to the table to make the noble lord earnest in their deal.
He spewed a lot of nonsense and he ended up owing Lord Gawyne a cure for the curse of Nimiel.
The problem was still salvageable, though. Reve knew of someone that could help him....his lazy mentor, Circe.
While she could not physically help him, she could provide him with the knowledge she had on the curse of Nimiel.
Hence, Reve wasted no time writing to her. He summoned Demis the moment he got home and handed him the letter.
He also checked if Circe had any letter for him. She didn't!
That damn old hag has probably been sleeping all day.
He specifically told Demis to report his anger to her. Despite it not working the last time, he reckoned it would work this time. And if not, he might just as well be damned.
.........…
A few hours later.
Reve was at the thieves' hideout.
"Are you ready?"
In front of him were two thieves looking at each other with flaming eyes. Their innocent eyes tainted with bits of malicious intents proved to be quite an entertaining spectacle.
In actuality, the two in front of him were not thieves. They were "thieves-in-training". They were part of the younger generation and were a few years younger than Reve.
However, right now, the stance Reve took against them disregarded their age difference.
"Yes," the two shouted in unison.
On his chair, Reve nodded his head, "Good. Now continue. Listen to my words when I speak."
"Yes, Kimon!"
The two thieves faced each other afterward. In the blink of an eye, their bodies moved as their hands connected to their faces!
Meanwhile, the older thieves sat around Reve and speculated the upcoming battle
......
To understand how it came to this, a brief walk-through time was needed.
A few hours ago, Reve became bored with laying on his bed all day. His body was still banged up, but he couldn't bear another minute staying cooped up.
So, he thought, 'Hey, why don't I pay a visit to my henchmen and see how they are faring?'
Following his thoughts, he quickly got to the Devil's Cave and met with the thieves present. In a wild turn of events, he was approached by one of the teenagers for help. As future thieves, they were honing their abilities and when they saw Reve, memories of his battle against tens of thieves resurfaced in his mind.
If they could just get someone like him to tutor them, it would be exceptional. So, they brought out their scapegoat. The young thin man trembled the closer he got to Reve. Nevertheless, he obeyed the orders of his friends and asked Reve the intended question.
Contrary to their expectations, Reve's answer was simple, "Oh, alright."
They failed to realize that they just offered themselves up as a source of entertainment for bored Reve.
....
The two youngsters continued duking it out in front of Reve. The cat-emperor's eyes were fully activated as he kept analyzing each of their moves. His brain was working at the optimum at this time.
He could see every bodily part twitch. Their muscles moved every time they prepared for a big attack. With his special abilities, observing the inner work of a combatant opened a new perspective in Reve's mind.
This type of introspective observation would surely come in handy if he found himself in a pinch anytime.
"Jervis, guard your left side. You are unconsciously leaving it open. This makes it easy for Herry to attack you on that side, which is what he has been doing since," cautioned Reve.
Herry and Jervis stopped for a moment before continuing their battle.
On the other side, Reve speculated more.
Reve was not a good fighter, in his opinion. But he was experienced with fighting talented combatants. Hence, he was qualified to guide a warrior on how to fight.
"Herry, stop making obvious attacks. You have not yet learned a style and you are already having a routine set of attacks"
Two days later. Reve was back in his room after the entire ordeal he went through in the Neverbell Woods. So as not to attract the wrong attention, after conversing with Lord Gawyne, Reve went back to the inn and spent the rest of the night badly injured. The next morning, he made sure he revealed no injury. It was not that hard as Lithia and Karmin were still hungover from the night at the manor. When they finally came to their senses, they were deeply embarrassed by their actions. Reve failed to count how many times they apologized to him for what they put him through.Of course, Reve didn't make it easy for them, especially Karmin. He kept laughing and bringing up what he saw them do. Oh, how fun it was to mock someone till their face became deep red.Anyway, he was happy as, ultimately, Karmin and Lithia's drunken states had paved the way for Reve to contact Lord Gawyne. If the two ladies weren't drunk, Reve would have not dared slip out of the inn.'Hmmm...so far, so good,' nodded Reve. He had successfully gained the support of Lord Gawyne. Such support built on the safety of his children was a strong one. There was no way the noble lord would go against their agreement especially now that he knew his children still had a chance of living past their early adulthood. They had arranged for them to meet in his territory a week from now when the healing process for the twins would begin. It was all good to him.However, .....Reve had a terrible confession. It was sad to say that he had bluffed his way through the negotiation. He didn't know of the cure for the curse of Nimiel. In fact, he had no clue about it either. Reve never planned on offering a cure prior to meeting the noble lord but when he saw Lord Gawyne's immensely stubborn side, he knew he had to bring something attractive to the table to make the noble lord earnest in their deal.He spewed a lot of nonsense and he ended up owing Lord Gawyne a cure for the curse of Nimiel. The problem was still salvageable, though. Reve knew of someone that could help him....his lazy mentor, Circe. While she could not physically help him, she could provide him with the knowledge she had on the curse of Nimiel.Hence, Reve wasted no time writing to her. He summoned Demis the moment he got home and handed him the letter. He also checked if Circe had any letter for him. She didn't!That damn old hag has probably been sleeping all day. He specifically told Demis to report his anger to her. Despite it not working the last time, he reckoned it would work this time. And if not, he might just as well be damned. .........A few hours later.Reve was at the thieves' hideout. "Are you ready?" In front of him were two thieves looking at each other with flaming eyes. Their innocent eyes tainted with bits of malicious intents proved to be quite an entertaining spectacle. In actuality, the two in front of him were not thieves. They were "thieves-in-training". They were part of the younger generation and were a few years younger than Reve. However, right now, the stance Reve took against them disregarded their age difference. "Yes," the two shouted in unison. On his chair, Reve nodded his head, "Good. Now continue. Listen to my words when I speak.""Yes, Kimon!"The two thieves faced each other afterward. In the blink of an eye, their bodies moved as their hands connected to their faces!Meanwhile, the older thieves sat around Reve and speculated the upcoming battle......To understand how it came to this, a brief walk-through time was needed. A few hours ago, Reve became bored with laying on his bed all day. His body was still banged up, but he couldn't bear another minute staying cooped up. So, he thought, 'Hey, why don't I pay a visit to my henchmen and see how they are faring?'Following his thoughts, he quickly got to the Devil's Cave and met with the thieves present. In a wild turn of events, he was approached by one of the teenagers for help. As future thieves, they were honing their abilities and when they saw Reve, memories of his battle against tens of thieves resurfaced in his mind. If they could just get someone like him to tutor them, it would be exceptional. So, they brought out their scapegoat. The young thin man trembled the closer he got to Reve. Nevertheless, he obeyed the orders of his friends and asked Reve the intended question.Contrary to their expectations, Reve's answer was simple, "Oh, alright."They failed to realize that they just offered themselves up as a source of entertainment for bored Reve. ....The two youngsters continued duking it out in front of Reve. The cat-emperor's eyes were fully activated as he kept analyzing each of their moves. His brain was working at the optimum at this time.He could see every bodily part twitch. Their muscles moved every time they prepared for a big attack. With his special abilities, observing the inner work of a combatant opened a new perspective in Reve's mind. This type of introspective observation would surely come in handy if he found himself in a pinch anytime."Jervis, guard your left side. You are unconsciously leaving it open. This makes it easy for Herry to attack you on that side, which is what he has been doing since," cautioned Reve.Herry and Jervis stopped for a moment before continuing their battle. On the other side, Reve speculated more. Reve was not a good fighter, in his opinion. But he was experienced with fighting talented combatants. Hence, he was qualified to guide a warrior on how to fight."Herry, stop making obvious attacks. You have not yet learned a style and you are already having a routine set of attacks"
