The revelation echoes in my head, walking behind Vestaria and Bridgette. Both keep their distance from Seinnissia, who is leading the march towards our destination.
Meanwhile, i am in the back, upset with the increasing irritation of pondering on the chain of events that brought me to this fateful outcome.
{What a cunning opportunist is the «Mirror Me». He didn't just take me away from my decent life. He expects me to fix the mess he made with his own}.
The frown in my forehead deepens with a ferocious guttural grunt.
{I really didn't punch him hard enough!}.
"Vurck?". Vestaria calls me, separating from Bridgette's side, to match my pace.
The posture expresses her curiosity, but her voice only affirm the wariness in her dim whisper. "Don't you have «His» memories?".
I negate with a shake. "Not entirely Vessa. «His» life is a series of disastrous puddles of inconsistent fragments. I have to decipher their redundant content, chronological order an importance".
She thinks to herself, . "Vurck. You need to rise up your Stats. «Radiance« and «Spirituality» would be ideal. But you have them «Locked». I've never heard of anyone with two parameters blocked".
"It must be related to what the «Mirror Me» did. Not only the good things add up, but the bad things endure too".
"«He» is calculative Vurck. I don't think he consider this outcome".
{Is a mispronunciation?. Or why is Vessa talking about the «Mirror Me» as if he was alive?… , Maybe «He» is not dead, and plan to retake the control of my body…}.
My muscles clench, showing their firmness through my bodysuit. It's not to flex how prideful i am.
But rather an involuntary repercussion of my instincts. «Self-preservation» poked and bothered.
For more obvious that it may seem. I'm not in my own world. But that also means I don't have anyone to rely on.
{Perhaps Vessa is just acting. She stated the «Mirror Me» is dead. But more than a fact, I am starting to perceive it as if she wanted to make me feel guilty about it. With the clear intention of diverting my attention from the possibility of «Him» staying alive…}.
{Am i being paranoid?. I assumed Vessa would help me. But. «Is that actually the case?». Her change of attitude was very abrupt}.
I sigh, ignoring the annoying reminder of how lacking is my knowledge of the world.
{I can't really know, or be sure about the topic. Although, i can use the opposite approach}.
{The «Mirror Me» planed in advance. I can do something similar, behaving as if he could overtake my body. So, whatever «He» likes, wants or loves. I shall corrupt it, wrecking «His» goals and aspirations before «He» can have a taste of them}.
{«How difficult can be to exterminate the Holy Knights?». Or. «I could impregnate the Knightesses». Women can't be considered «Holy» if they are not Virgins. Plus, he will be chased by the same Heroes he admires so much}.
The tour across the Lyceum's grounds takes us to a single, small, parallel stone wall with a gate. It looks out of place, because the construction it's built in the middle of the grove.
From my perspective, the structure is slightly diagonal. Noticing when Seinnissia opens and crosses the entrance.
The absurd action confuses me. A sentiment promptly replaced with awe. As she doesn't come out from the opposite side.
{What?!. How?!. Is invisible the rest of the edification?}.
Bridgette is the next one, disappearing after passing the doorframe, followed by Vestaria.
With my curiosity spiked. I peek through the door. At the interior, lies the design of a simple shack constructed with wood.
So i do the obvious, walking around the small wall. Making evident, there is no invisible building. Exciting me as i cross too.
"Surprised Vurck?".
"You have no idea, Vessa".
{I listened about spatial theory from the prodigious geniuses discussing the topic with the «Professor», but using said theoretical impossibility, has a mystical added charm}.
Our stay at the cabin is fleeting. Stepping outside, where a meadow of blue grass surrounds the vicinity, stretching into a large hill range ahead, a lake of pure, crystal-clear water to my right, and a thick forest on the left.
I turn around to the hut, and what i arbitrarily designate as the south. Because there is no sun in the sky to orient myself.
{This location feels similar to the «Space of Darkness»}.
My thought is not unfounded. Behind the cabin. I can feel the same strange division of Nothingness that crushed me momentarily before i came into this world.
"I hope you're hungry, Vurck". Says Vestaria as we head towards the lake. "Britt has to practice her cooking outdoors".
The Corsair Actress, puts her hands on her waist, puffing out her chest to show the deep cleavage of her prominent bosom. "I don't like to brag about it. But my grilled fish is delicious".
{So Cutie decided to discard the «Timidly stuttering Persona», or at least swap her characterization, for a more adequate attitude in the meantime}.
She doesn't boast, though that detail is irrelevant. Seinnissia interjecting to diminish the words of Bridgette. "As expected from a puny pirate, she doesn't know how to do the basics unless it's related to water".
"Corsair". Remarks Nonchalantly Bridgette. "Not Pirate". Emphasizing how important is for her, to comprehend the difference. "And remember who prevented the shores of Clamour from being taken by the Darnagarian Invasion".
"My Venerable Father-in-law". Retorts Seinnissia. "Volttair Vecturion". She even has an ephemeral reverence in her intonation, along a shine in her peach irises.
"His brilliant tactics turned the tide of the battle. What set the conditions for the pardon that condoned the Piracy done by your Family for generations. Or do you really are so illiterate, to truly think your Father could had been pronounced Admiral Commodore if «My Father-in-law» had not turned down the position?. Which gave to your Family, «The Kerran Pirates». The free pass to become a «House of Clamour»".
{By the way Vestaria spoke of the old man. I thought he was dead in this world. Not to mention how Grudgeful is Seinnissia against Bridgette. What happened between the two?. Or this is more of a «Red versus Blue» scenario. Hating one another blatantly due to possessing different points of view, or clashing goals… , «That» must be the case!…}.
"Vessa?. What is the «Role» or «Task» bestowed upon the Sunderzen House?. Are they…".
My words are cut short with an enraged accusation from Seinnissia, shoving her palm against my shoulder. I remain in place, which only infuriates her further, smacking her palm again, but this time, she emits a translucent bubble of brown energy.
The magic explodes on contact, sending me two steps towards my left. "You are My Fiancé!". Seinnissia lashes with scornful, grudgeful fury. "How can you not be aware of the importance «My House» has?!"…