Your Not So Ordinary Villain

After the earthquake and the surroundings calmed down, Meliore glanced at Arean and gave her a nod before they left. They disappeared from where they were standing and appeared above one of the buildings overlooking a part of Moonvale.

Not long after, Alastor also appeared. "That was quite a shock." He removed the hood that was covering his head and showed a happy expression. "That was not caused by something natural." He was not specifically talking with the other two but the creepy grin on his face undoubtedly made them uncomfortable.

He was like a dog that saw meat and ready to devour it. Meliore narrowed her eyes and looked at a distance. Alastor was right, all three of them felt it. The earthquake was created because of a sudden fluctuation from a mana user nearby and judging by the area it affected, whoever released that mana energy was no ordinary.

"Are we going to look for that person then?" Arean asked. If they did, then she would be free to do whatever she wanted. She would look for that person who impersonated her and destroyed that shitty bakeshop.

"It would be fun if I can meet that person but right now, we have more important things to do, since the Magic Tower had contacted me. They're already asking me about the progress of our mission." The mad dog expression was replaced with a frown followed by a grimace from him.

"We only got here yesterday and they are already asking for our progress? Why are they so anxious to have Grand Mage Jagan's nephew join the tower?" Meliore could not understand the Magic Tower's motive and their unnatural actions regarding the matter of the Grand Mage. "I've already observed the teen yesterday and found no traces of mana in him. He is just a normal young man."

Alastor turned around and rolled his shoulders back, "Don't ask me because even though I am in a higher position than you, I still don't know everything about what those old people are thinking."

"Then what are we going to do now?" Arean asked again and she could not hide the trembles of her hands. She felt excited that everything was going along with her.

Now that the Magic Tower was asking them of their mission, it only means that Alastor will have no time to mind her. Arean flinched when she met the man's eyes, so she averted her gaze and looked at her hands instead.

"Don't assume that I have forgotten your blunder, once we return to the Magic Tower, I will personally speak to your master. As per to your question, we will look for that nephew and talk to him again." Alastor disappeared first followed by Meliore who did not give the woman a second glance.

Arean had her head still bowed down even after the two left. Her fists were clenched that her nails pierced her skin and drew out blood. She felt humiliated before those two and her ego could not accept it but she still needed to hold back because she knew that she was not a match for them.

She raised her head and tried to calm herself before she also disappeared. For now, she would focus on their mission but will still keep an eye on any clue as to who implicated her in something she did not do. She will make them pay for tarnishing her name.

The three mages started to ask around if someone knew where the owner of the bakeshop was staying at that moment. It took them at least an hour to finally have the address, so they met up and looked at the inn in the same manner as Ezio did.

Even the surrounding was suspicious and gloomy, they never thought that the owner of that shop will relocate to a place like that. Meliore took the lead this time and pushed opened the door to the inn.

"Well at least, the inside does look decent compared to the outside and its location," Arean mumbled after they all entered.

A tall woman welcomed them with a smile because she thought that they were customers, "How many rooms would you like to get?" Nina asked while flashing her smile.

"We are not here for a room, we are looking for some people and somebody told us that they are here," Meliore answered while her eyes subtly looked around.

Nina's smile faded for a bit as she noticed that they were busy looking around, "Is that so, may I know who are you looking for? I may be able to help you."

"Ezio and the owner of the bakeshop," Alastor lazily answered from behind. "They are here so please go and call them, we want to speak with them."

Before they even entered the inn, he already spread his magical sense around and inside the inn so he knew that the people they were looking for was there. He had not patience left to engage in this needless chatter that Meliore was doing so he simply told the woman what to do.

Nina was annoyed at how the man was speaking but she maintained her professionalism, "Alright, please have a seat there and I will call them for you." She pointed at the reception area where several couches were placed for visitors before she left and went up the second floor.

They didn't need to wait long though, as Mr. C came down to meet them. He greeted them politely but Alastor was not happy with how they were treating them. Sending an insignificant person to meet them only means that they were looking down on them.

"Is this how you treat your guests? We are only here to talk to the child and besides, you are not even the legal guardian of Ezio," Alastor sent a glare to the man. He crossed his arms and stretched his neck as he asserted his power over them.

"I apologize for that. My master has been in a bad mood since this morning because of what had happened so he cannot meet you. On the other hand, Ezio doesn't want to meet you, according to him, he doesn't need to meet you because he will remain in Moonvale no matter what happens. I can't force him to be here, I'm sorry." Mr. C bowed his head towards them to show his sincerity but they did not believe it.

"If that's the case then, we will be leaving." Alastor stood up and gave the man nod. As he could see it, these people have no intention of letting them meet Ezio for the second time. If that's the case then they needed a different course of action.

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