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In the Dark dungeon-like hall deep underground there was a man in shackles, unable to move, hands tided together by chains.
He had very short hair, long legs and very skinny, wearing gray pants and a long white shirt.
"Suberu Nagisa, So you are that Bastard that is causing all this nonsense in this school!" Edward furiously shouted, Grabbing the chained man by his collar and shaking him enough for the man to Hump.
His voice echoed in the hall and soon faded in the darkness.
The stone hall was dimly lit by a hazy blue light.
"Edward! Stop! We need to know why he had done all this." Yohan pulled Edward back even though Edward tried to resist.
"Ha! I don't care about why he had done that! This bastard is going to die by my hands! Just playing this game around like it's a child's play!" Edward's face wasn't calm like before, there was anger, rage— no. It was "Wrath."
Just some hours ago, Edward performed the deadly ritual of talking to the dead that can onlybe done by a small amountof individuals; Draining them of most of there energy, which lead him and Yohan to discover this traitor among the members of the staff assigned for cleaning.
A room full of "Panthom's" metal cards and many other unexplainable tools. Forbidden Books and symbols of some hidden cult. A hidden cult that Edward was far too familiar with.
"Sir, I may have no say in this, But we do need more information on this matter." Emilia, Who was holding the chains for now spoke.
"Fine, Well then let me ask this bastard," Edward freed himself from Yohans grip and grabbed the collar of This silent criminal again,
"Tell me who are you!? Who sent you here and what do you want!?"
There was a pause after his words came out of his mouth, only to be echoed in the hall again and again.
"Hehe" the man in chains laughed slightly.
"What are you laughing at you sick Fuck!" Edward asked, pulling the prisoner's collar harder.
The prisoner's body jerked, "Hahaha, HahhahaahahahAAAAA!" He laughed like a maniac and his sick voice echoed in the hallway.
"What do I want? Or what do we want? It's nothing." The prisoner answered.
Edward's face got even more furious, "Then why did had all these sick things in your room, Huh! Who sent you here and how many of you are there!?" He shouted.
"How many!?" The prisoner repeated, "How many! How many! How many! How many!" His face twisted and he started to laugh loudly as if he had lost his mind.
Edward's grip on the man's collar got tighter; shaking and he face was steaming with anger.
Pow!
Edward punched the man before being pulled back by Yohan.
The man fell to the ground, His face covered with his own blood.
Yohan looked at Edward spoke, "Edward, You have used so much of your energy already, more and—"
"Nothing would happen to me!" Edward cut him mid sentence.
"Sir, Even if we don't know much, I am sure talking with this man is the biggest waste of our time for now." Emilia replied.
"I agree with her Sir." Yohan spoke.
"Ha," Edward shook his shoulder to be free from Yohan's grip, "Fine. I do know the next person I have to look for."
Edward then looked to his left side into a hall where there wasn't a slightest of light,
"I leave him in your watchful eyes, Juggernaut."
Stomp! Stomp!
With that the ground started to shake. Lamps flickered and with that, from shadows walked a big muscular many with a heavy blade in his hand and a white cape at his back that covered half of his body.
His muscles were big, strong enough to defeat any opponent without magic.
"Hehe." The Juggernaut smirked, lifting the prisoner in his hand and throwing him in the dungeon.
"Let's go, Juggernaut will handle it from here until the national security takes him in custody." Edward replied, leaving the dungeon like place slowly as the echos of his foot steps faded.
"Sir, So who is this next person you are talking about?" Yohan asked.
"Hm, The next person," Edward murmured.
In his hands were many papers that he shuffled through until he stopped at a student ID.
"The next person I found out from the world of the dead, Is a student a our school," He paused, "A new student."
Yohan leaned closer and asked, "Who?"
There was a smirk at Edward's face with this question, "That humble student! her name... is—
"Parmiss"
...
On this lovely Morning in the girl's dorm where the chirping of Birds created a beautiful melody to the atmosphere, Parmiss and Shinigami went downstairs for breakfast, not knowing what was about to unfold.
"Good Morning, You both. I thought you would never wake up after that." Beatrice commented.
Parmiss had added a white cloak with red patterns to finish her appearance that was both an elegant and a beautiful addition to her formal attire.
"Good Morning everyone." Parmiss waved her hands to greet everyone at the table.
There were some new girls as well on the table but it was mostly empty people at this hour in the early morning.
"Oh, Welcome the legendary Molth slayer. What a lovely Morning it is." Beatrice Orwell replied. She sat on one of the shorter end of the dining table on the left side.
They all looked at her with a soft smile, but... when they saw Shinigami, her face turned into a look of disappointed.
Shinigami just stood there looking into the void; lost in her thoughts.
How much time will it take for a human to die if they are put in a washing machine and instead of wash powder I add acid? Her thoughts lingered. Her face was straight as if these were the most normal thoughts one could have.
Parmiss understood and gave a nudge on Shinigami's back.
Cough! Cough!
"Shinigami, You should greet people." Parmiss spoke. Her eyes signalling towards the table.
"Oh, ah" Shinigami quickly came back from her daydream and spoke, "Good Morning everyone..."
Seeing this everyone's face got a bit lighter. It was like they were avoiding to speak while keeping alot on their minds about Shinigami and Parmiss.
"Good Morning to you." They all replied in unison.
Parmiss finally sighed.
Shinigami wore a Navy green tailored vest with V shaped neckline, a lantern sleeved blouse underneath it that matched a more softer balloon pattern to Parmiss's Cloak an A-line Midi Skirt that matched the colour of the vest and ending it all up with black ankle-strap heels and a brooch in a flower-like pattern at the neck.
She and Parmiss sat at their seats calmly. There were more new girls visible that Parmiss hadn't seen before. Probably the ones who arrived from the sanatorium due to the traumatic incident yesterday.
Some of the girls were talking with each other mutually.
"Did you sleep well?"
"No, I was haunted after that attack last night."
"Was it your first time seeing an actual Molth?"
And so many other questions and answers were shared between the girls.
"So this is the Girl who fought the molth and protected Abigail, I suppose?" A girl spoke up, her tone was serious; Her gaze sharp.
She had long curled hair that was close to being a cherry-red colour and was tied by two hairpins on each side of her head.
Hm, It's the first time I have seen this girl; Do I know her? Parmiss whispered, looking at the tall slender girl.
Hearing this Beatrice's face turned that of a soft smirk. She leaned back and replied with a calm voice, "You are correct. Meet the new student at this school and," She glanced at Parmiss, "A very unique one."
"Hm," The red-haired dame muttered something to herself after; Still sitting in an alert— Almost in a soldier-like manner.
So It was "Abigail Fortner" I suppose, who got attacked last night. Parmiss muttered to herself.
She looked at Abigail who sat nervously on the opposite side of her. Abigail smiled and waved her hand while Parmiss waved her hand in response.
Abigail then pointed towards the redhead by her awkwardly shaking eyes.
Noticing the awkward moment, Parmiss lifted up and extended her hand to greet the red haired dame, "Hello, Nice to meet you. I am Parmiss the new student here."
Hearing this the Girl gave a judging glance towards Parmiss and then with an amusing smile greeted her back, "It is also a pleasure to meet you formally, Parmiss. You may address me as 'Zaritsa De Florio.'"
She wore a flowing dress with flower patterns on it. There was a captivating light in her midnight red eyes like someone who has been close to death but still carries an Alive spirit. Her voice was warm and gentle.
"That's a beautiful name, Wow." Parmiss replied as she then proceeded to ask, "I haven't seen you here before, have I?"
The girl's eyes were locked on to Parmiss, they were gentle and round. It was as if a fairy was dining with her.
She chuckled and then replied, "I was on my duty, that's all."
"Duty?" Parmiss asked.
"Let me give you the explanation." Beatrice rose her hand, "In Maskveil, talented students or the students who just want to practice or earn some extra cash can apply for jobs here. Some students even choose to work here after graduation or choose to work elsewhere. It is helpful for students with exceptional talent or the ones who don't seem to find any work." Beatrice with a soft gesture.
"Oh, That's very interesting." Parmiss's eyes lit up, "Tell me more!!!" She took out a notebook to note everything down.
"Eh..." Is she actually interested in this topic or just mocking me!? Beatrice murmured, "...So, Lady Zaritsa here is one the Grand Swords master candidates of this school. The legendary group filled with exceptional magical talents."
"That's a very eye-catching and honorable position." Parmiss replied.
"You think so?" Zaritsa murmured with a cold voice, "It really is eye-catching to be honest." She thought.
"Did I say anything wrong!?" Parmiss whispered to Shinigami"
Shinigami just lifted up her hands and tiled her head cluelessly.
Parmiss gave her a deadpan with tired eyes, Yea, she doesn't even talk to people. Parmiss said with that same face looking back at Zaritsa.
Beatrice finally looked up and replied, "She is from the family of the master swordsmen from the early days of Maskveil─ Maybe before it was created. It is her responsibility─"
"Enough!" Zaritsa spoke like the storm. Every girl their paused and gazed at her.
She took a breath and sighed. After that Zaritsa looked and Beatrice with a warm expression and softly replied, "You don't need to talk about it."
There was a sweat at Beatrice's face as she nodded slightly.
"Very well, Then I shall excuse myself." Zaritsa stood up to leave.
"Wait! You should have breakfast with us." Parmiss spoke, reaching her hand to stop her.
Zaritsa looked at her with an emotionless expression and replied, "I don't need you to worry about me." Her hair was waving slowly in a rythem.
Zaritsa then gave Beatrice a last glace and spoke, "Tell all of them what I told you." and left.
While She was leaving, Eurika arrived at the dining hall; Still in her Nightgown.
She saw Zaritsa walking past her and turned to stared at her for a moment in an awestruck. Her eyes shined as if she has seen a star in the early morning.
"Wow, What was she doing here? Its rare to see her ever-since she was declared to be the next Sword—" Eurika asked.
Beatrice's eyes widened; Looking straight into Eurika's eyes to stop her from further speaking.
Eurika understood and stopped. Her sleepy eyes were now lit up and there was a smug on her face.
Beatrice looked at Eurika and then spoke, "She came to give a message from school's administration. But first," She glanced at Eurika's clothes, "What type of clothes are you wearing? Where are your manners?"
Eurika scratched her head in confusion and then looked down at her exposed legs and naked feet; Her white toes bared on the marble floor with a flowing grace.
There was a silent in the dining hall. So quiet that you could hear a thin pin if it were to be dropped on the floor.
"Huh!" There was a loud gash that came from Eurika's mouth. Her face turned red as she realised that she wear stripped away of her modesty and elegance.
"Ah-oh, eh! (<*w*>)" Eurika's face turned pale.
She was unable to from a word out of her mouth and then, "AAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I FORGOT TO CHANGE MY CLOTHES!!!!!!!!!!!" And with this realisation She ran back to her room as fast as she could; Crying from inside.
All the girls were too stunned to speak. Their eyes were widened and lips formed an awkward expression close to an awe.
Shinigami on the other hand had a face filled with a mischief smirk. Like she had seen someone she was hoping to see.
"Seriously, What is this girl always thinking? Yesterday she picked up her dark humor with Greadrock." Beatrice spoke with a disappointed voice.
Why do I feel like Beatrice is different today? Last time she didn't speak like this... and somehow her behaviour is close to Cora's, even though I knew her for less then a day. Parmiss thought.
She looked up at Beatriceand asked, "I was curious, Beatrice, What did Eurika write on that paper?"
Beatrice's face turned from serious to concerned, "Wait? You don't know about it?" She asked in a casual voice, Bit still there was a different Aura to Beatrice similar to Cora yesterday.
"Am I supposed to...?" Parmiss's face twitched.
"It's about Greadrock's lover who left him. I don't know what her actual name is but They used to called her 'Monika'." Beatrice answered.
"I see." Parmiss replied gently.
"Hm, Tell us about yourself, Parmiss. Why did you come here to Maskveil?" Beatrice's tone dropped as if she was investigating her.
Parmiss noticed the sudden change in her expression and with a breath she opened her mouth to reply when,
"I am back!!!!" Eurika came bursting in the the dining hall.
"Oh, Welcome Eurika." Abigail spoke, cutting the conversation between Parmiss and Beatrice.
"I AM REALLY SORRY!!! I would remember next time." Eurika declared.
"It's not the first time you have done it. Be more careful." Beatrice replied flatly.
Eurika nodded with a red face that felt like it would burst in tears if she is even slightly teased.
Shinigami at this moment didn't let it slide either, "My my, Who knew what a lovely smooth skin Eurika hides underneath her dress~"
"Hhuhuh!!!!(~///W=W\\\~)" Eurika's face turned as red as it could be, Steam of embarrassment emitted from her head,
"Please don't—" Her eyes shone brightly like a shining star. There was an innocent look on her face, Enough to make even a rock melt. Her hand rested near bow tie near her collar.
And with a breath and swaying hair, her eyes filled with tears of being seen, She gasped,
"... Please don't say that, it's embarrassing for a maiden such as I to be exposed to this world's predatory eyes..."
Thump-Thump!
Shinigami's heart skipped a beat. Her cheeks got slightly pink for the first time after being in this school.
"I... Eh" Shinigami's words paused. And with that, "—SOOOOO KYUTE!!!!!! <(///UwU\\\)><3"
BAM!
Shinigami fell to the floor.
Stars of Cuteness revolved around her head.
Tap! Tap!
Beatrice Tapped her head, Giving a look of disappointment, "Another victim to Eurika's cute charm, I see."
She nodded her head sideways slightly "Why does this always end up this way?"