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“Did the Saint… ever show such an expression?”
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Rita was taken aback by Mikael’s unexpected reaction.
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His response was cold, almost ruthlessly human, a stark contrast to the Mikael from her past life who, with a pitiful expression, chose coexistence with Iskis.
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Was this the Saint’s true nature all along?
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Did his values shift midway in my past life?
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If a peaceful solution to this crisis emerged, what choice would he make?
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Rita wanted to ask but held back.
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The question itself could imply the possibility of coexistence, and the fear that Mikael might choose it silenced her.
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“Oh, by the way, Lady Rita,” Mikael said, shifting the topic.
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“I heard there’s been improvement with the Kuyan guest you brought.”
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“…What?”
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Rita’s eyes widened, her earlier thoughts vanishing.
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“I heard he can speak briefly now. Since we have a moment to rest, would you like to visit him?”
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The news about the boy—Mikael’s Shadow—lit up Rita’s eyes.
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Her curiosity about Mikael faded entirely, replaced by faint anticipation for the boy’s changed state.
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“Where is he now?”
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“I was heading that way. Come with me.”
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“This is the place,” a young priest accompanying them said, gesturing as he opened a white door.
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Beyond it lay a tidy room, a temporary residence arranged by the temple for the boy, staffed with skilled priests trained in mental healing, on standby 24/7.
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A faint, refreshing pine scent filled the air.
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To the left, on a red chair, sat a silver-haired boy, his refined appearance enhanced by the temple’s blue robes, which highlighted his striking beauty.
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Aside from looking more polished, he doesn’t seem much different…
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Rita tilted her head, eyeing the boy’s blinking purple eyes.
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As she stepped fully inside, making her presence known, he turned to her.
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“Ah.”
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With a short gasp, the boy’s hazy eyes sharpened instantly.
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Caught off guard by this unfamiliar gaze, Rita froze as he flashed a guileless smile.
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“You’re here, Master.”
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Rita’s eyes widened at the clear, resonant voice.
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The boy had spoken—awkwardly, but clearly, with a charming tone rivaling Mikael’s.
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Smiling in relief at his ability to communicate, Rita paused, realizing something.
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“Master?”
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Before she could process, the boy spread his arms and rushed to her, enveloping her in a hug.
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His childlike embrace flustered her; though they were similar in height, his larger frame made it awkward.
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Speechless, Rita couldn’t push him away and looked to Mikael in confusion.
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But Mikael was equally bewildered, turning stiffly to the priest who’d been caring for the boy.
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“Uh, well… he’s started talking, but…” the priest stammered, embarrassed.
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“From what we’ve observed over the past day, his mental state… it’s possible he’s been like this from the start.”
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The priest’s explanation—that no further treatment might be needed—made Rita’s eyes shake fiercely.
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The Saint’s Shadow is a fool?
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What kind of fool wields such strength?
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Or… could it be?
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Did he awaken to his senses upon meeting Mikael?
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Already confused by the lack of information about the Shadow, Rita grew even more perplexed.
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Frowning, she gently pried the boy off and started with the basics.
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“Do you… remember your name?”
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“Don’t know,” the boy replied with a bright smile.
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Rita pressed her forehead.
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His short, blunt responses lent weight to the priest’s theory.
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“Then… why are you calling me ‘Master’?”
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The boy tilted his head, then pointed at her.
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“Found me.”
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It took Rita a few seconds to grasp his meaning.
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Oh, right.
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I did find him.
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She nodded unwittingly.
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The priest quietly interjected, “Um, given he’s from the Kuyan tribe with this appearance and condition… could he have been a slave sold off and later returned to his village?”
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“A slave?” Rita asked.
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“Yes. There’s talk of mercenaries with good intentions rescuing Kuyan slaves and returning them…”
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It was an extreme guess but not entirely implausible.
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Though Lagos Kingdom had abolished slavery, non-human tribes like the Kuyan were still covertly enslaved.
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Rita frowned.
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Imagining the boy’s past gave her a headache.
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“That makes sense, but…”
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“I’ll give you two some privacy to talk,” Mikael said considerately.
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“Whatever you decide, the temple will care for him, so don’t worry about his future.”
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With the room cleared, Rita sat across from the boy at a table and corrected him.
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“Let me be clear: I’m not your master. My name is Rita. Call me Rita from now on.”
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After a brief silence, the boy nodded, but his expression seemed unenthused.
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To make matters worse, he began sucking his fingers like a child.
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Rita pressed her forehead again, doubting his ability to converse.
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Trying to stay gentle, she asked, “Do you remember where you lived?”
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Nibbling his fingertips, the boy nodded slowly.
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“Do you remember what happened there?”
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His eyes twitched slightly as he nodded again.
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“Death. Want to live.”
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His words were relatively clear, but Rita struggled to interpret them.
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Everyone died, but he wants to live?
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She groaned softly, unsure what to do with him.
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I brought him here thinking he’d grow into Mikael’s Shadow, but can he really fight in this state?
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It was a reasonable doubt.
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In her past life, given time, he’d become a formidable force, but…
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What if that doesn’t happen?
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What if my bringing him here has altered the timeline?
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The timeline already differed—ISKIS’s activity had shifted.
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Anxiety crept in as she sighed.
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In the worst case, I may have to abandon the Shadow as an asset.
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But she couldn’t neglect a boy she’d rescued just because he might be useless.
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That’s something only scum would do.
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Murmuring to herself, she promised,
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“I’ll take responsibility for your future. But I have much to do and can’t care for you now. Stay here and get treatment for the time being.”
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Before she finished, the boy shook his head vigorously, stood, and clung to her, tugging her sleeve like a child.
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His nearly adult male frame made it overwhelming.
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Rita gently pushed him away, trying to understand.
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I’m the only one he knows.
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That’s probably why.
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Patiently, she explained,
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“I’m sorry, but where I’m going is dangerous, full of the monsters that attacked your village. You’re weak, so it’s safer here.”
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“Weak?”
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The boy tilted his head, floundering.
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Rita puzzled over his question.
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Is he asking if he’s weak, or does he not understand the word?
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Unable to decipher, she brushed it off.
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“Anyway, stay at the temple while I’m gone.”
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He dropped his head, looking dejected.
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Rita’s resolve wavered.
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“Do you understand?” she asked, cautiously stroking his silver hair with an awkward smile.
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He remained sullen, and she tried to soothe him.
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“I’ll be back soon. Just wait a little, and I’ll—”
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Muttering, she frowned.
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The boy was likely her age or younger, and calling him “you” felt odd.
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“We need a name to make things easier,” she said.
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The boy lifted his head, his innocent expression echoing the word “name.”
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Rita elaborated,
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“You must have had a proper name. It’s inconvenient for me to keep calling you ‘you,’ and it’s probably the same for you. I can’t just pick a name for you, though.”
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Insisting she couldn’t tamper with someone’s name, Rita showed careful conviction.
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“So, take your time to remember—”
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“Yan,” the boy interjected abruptly.
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Startled by his bright smile, Rita echoed, “Yan…?”
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“Yan,” he repeated.
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“That’s your name?”
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“Yan.”
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He nodded, chanting it like a song.
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He’d just said he didn’t know his name, yet now he claimed “Yan” with certainty.
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Confused, Rita wondered, Did he make it up for my sake?
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But he doesn’t seem capable of that level of thought…
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A chill ran through her as doubts resurfaced.
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Something felt off, and the boy carried an undercurrent of suspicion.
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Can I really trust him?
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Did I make a mistake bringing him here?
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She stared at him silently.
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Whether he understood her gaze or not, he met it with his usual guileless smile.
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“Alright,” Rita sighed.
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Having a name was convenient, at least.
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“Yan, I’ll come back, so take care until then.”
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“Next?” he asked.
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“Yes. I’m going to hunt the monsters that attacked your village.”
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Patting his head awkwardly, Rita waved goodbye and left.
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As the door closed, Yan stared at it, murmuring, “Monsters.
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Master. Coming… must disappear.”
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His once-vacant purple eyes sharpened instantly.
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“Weak…?”
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Recalling Rita’s words, he gripped the chair’s armrest.
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The sturdy wooden armrest splintered under his grasp.
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Staring blankly at the thorns embedded in his pale palm, he watched them turn to ash and scatter.
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“Not weak,” he muttered, clutching the necklace around his neck.
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The yellow gemstone gleamed eerily, resembling Rita’s golden eyes.
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Yup it confirms he is iskis juvenile form.