Dance With the Nightingale - Chapter 48

Walking at the front, I lead the group of three, to the arena, to my personal training room.

Needless to say, all three of them were fascinated by all the high-tech stuff they saw along the way.

Most of the time the group was silent. Other than introducing them to a few necessary things, I didn’t talk much and just continued walking, observing them as I did.

Maybe it was the month-long travel, or maybe their personalities just meshed up together, the trio looked quite comfortable with each other.

With Syrus at the front and Cana dragging the fascinated Allen by his hand, I could conclude that they had a minimal level of trust between them, which wasn’t that unexpected for me.

Leisurely entering my training room, the whole scenery changed as a lush grassland and a waterfall appeared in my view.

I stopped for a bit, to let the trio get a hang of their new surroundings and to enjoy the expressions on their faces.

And believe me, they literally looked like head less chickens.

Not just Allen, even Cana and Syrus had their jaws dropped at the ridiculous change in scenery.

Well, it’s not everyday you see a grassland and a waterfall in a room.

But guys, please stop, you will make it seem like I am showing off.

‘Why are you showing off Young Master?’

-Ouch

Amy words hurt my concise, but of course, I brushed it off like I always do, and walked in like I owned the place, which actually I did.

Taking a seat on my couch, I called out to the trio who was still standing on the entrance of the room.

Poor guys were too shocked to move.

“Come on in, you three! I’m sure you have a lot of questions to ask. Now’s the time you ask them.”

Surely, they must have a lot of them. I mean, they all were in dire circumstances, and now, all of a sudden, all their problems were solved. Then, they were ‘kidnapped’ and sent her to meet me.

Well, I would suspect them being mentally challenged if they didn’t have any questions.

And given the ferocity of their charge that they started as soon as they heard the word ‘questions’, proved that they weren’t mentally challenged, after all.

Reaching me first, Cana was the one to start the conversation.

“Sir-”

But I interrupted her,

“Sit first, talk later.”

Pointing at an empty couch that was placed opposite to the table.

“Okay, young master.”

She said, taking a seat on the corner.

Mirroring her movements, the males of the group followed her and sat on the couch.

And surely, I didn’t miss the skip in Allen’s steps as the boy half-jumped, half-walked and sat in the middle of the couch, shifting ever so slightly towards the rose-eyed woman.

‘These two have gotten close, closer than I expected.’

‘While that guy is still in the mingling phase.’

Well, that was expected.

Syrus must have joined them at the far end of their journey.

“Okay, let’s start with introductions first.”

“I introduced myself already, but I’ll repeat it again so that this little guy doesn’t forget my name.”

“Nice to meet you three, I am Rayne Von Ellsworth, the first heir of the Ellsworth County, and your new employer. You guys can call me Young Master Rayne.”

‘Esh, I didn’t think I would ever tell people to call me Young Master.’

I lamented inwardly, before continuing.

“And you little guy, you can call me big brother Rayne.”

I said to Allen, who nodded his head but didn’t say anything.

“With this, introductions on my side are done, now, it’s your turn. Ladies first-”

I was saying but, Allen, raised his hand, making me pause.

Looking at him, I raised my eyebrow, asking him the silent question.

‘What is it?’

“Umm, Young Master, you said that introductions on your side are done, but that pretty big sister didn’t introduce herself, so I…”

He trailed off after that, glancing at Amy only for a bit, before looking back down.

And that brought a smile to my face, not because he was cute, but because-

“Oh my~”

With a smiling face that clearly meant that she was interested, Amy asked.

“Why do you want to me to introduce myself, little one~, answer honestly~”

“He just-”

Cana answered on his behalf, or at least she tried to, but Amy threw her a single glance and that was it.

Her body froze, literally froze, as she couldn’t utter a single word, the same happened with Syrus as he sat rooted on the spot.

Not noticing their crisis, the black-haired boy fidgeted for a bit before answering,

“That, it’s just that, that big sister is giving off a super dangerous feeling…”

While my smile became even more prominent with his statement, the eyes of other three people widened.

Amy’s in astonishment and the duo’s in horror.

They had firsthand experience of Allen’s ability. Many a times, during their travel, they were saved by simply following the boy’s advice. Even their guides, who were C ranks themselves acknowledged this ability and started asking the boy if the route was dangerous or not.

And during their whole travel only once did the boy say ‘super dangerous’.

Only once, when they crossed paths with an Archmage.

So, hearing that again, hearing that same warning again, filled them with horror.

Just knowing that person in front of them was an Archmage, just knowing that the person they thought to be a maid being an Archmage…

Just that thought chilled their spine.

[Unique Condition: Insane Dragon’s Chosen]

[Unique Skill: Dragon’s Instinct]

Bearer of the Insane Dragon’s will, madness and power.

The skill gives the host impeccable instincts and danger perception, that only increase with time and host’s power until they rival to that of the Insane Dragon.

-Pffffttt

I laughed out loud, loosening the tense atmosphere as I asked.

“Aren’t they peculiar, Amy?”

“Yes, I must admit they indeed are peculiar.”

Saying till that, Amy closed her eyes for a second before opening them.

“Hey, little guy, what about now? Am I still giving off that super dangerous feeling?”

“…No… big sister doesn’t…feel dangerous anymore…?”

“Huu, that’s good, you gave me a real scare for a bit, you know?”

Amy said smiling, tenderly ruffling his hair, while actually scanning his body, examining him thoroughly as she tried and failed to understand him.

That was natural though.

Understanding a dragon, an Insane Dragon was well above an Archmage’s paygrade.

“Anyways, you wanted me to introduce myself, right?”

“Then, hello there little guy, I am Amelia, Amelia Inari, Young Master’s personal maid.”

Realizing the futility of her efforts, my maid simply gave up and brought the conversation back on track.

“Now, it’s your turn.”

“Okay!”

Maybe because the dangerous feeling was gone, Allen suddenly felt a lot brighter.

“Hello, big brother Rayne, big sister Amelia, I am Allen Rackfert, and I am 10 years old!”

“Nice to meet you, Allen. Now go, sit back on the couch.”

“Yes!”

He replied to me, quickly jumping back on the couch.

“Now miss, your turn.”

I said to Cana, who was busy catching her breadth, being just released from the Amy’s Grasp.

“Surely.”

She said, after calming her breathing, her every word still ringing in my head ever so slightly.

“I am Cana Nester.”

A surprisingly short introduction, that led me to ask.

“That’s all?”

“…yes…that’s all.”

“I see. Since you don’t want to talk, I won’t ask anymore. Whatever happened in your past doesn’t matter to me, only what you do now, does.”

“I-”

She wanted to say something, maybe some explanation, some clarification, but I cut her off.

“Hey, big guy, your turn now.”

I already knew her story and there was no need to hear it again from her when she is unwilling.

I already know her story, it was a tragic one and I saw absolutely no need for her to repeat it, at least not until she was comfortable enough to do so willingly.

“Yes.”

“I am Syrus Otone. A slave warrior.”

“Good.”

“Your weapon of choice?”

“The broadsword.”

He replied short and concise, all his attention still on Amy.

Which the person in question didn’t like.

“When Young Master is talking, pay attention to him!”

My maid said in a grave tone that left no room to disobey, and while I couldn’t feel it, I knew an extremely powerful but controlled aura was pressuring down the big guy forcing him to face me.

‘You didn’t have to do that, you know?’

‘I didn’t do anything, Young Master.’

‘As if!’

-Huuuuuuu

Letting out a sigh, a thought suddenly sprang up in my head.

“Nice to meet you Syrus, though I think you aren’t someone who talks much.”

“So, how about we…let our swords do the talking?”

Yep, a talk with the swords.

A perfect idea.

It will tame him enough, it will make him respect me a bit, and most importantly, it will give me the idea of what Test Subject #766 – The Flesh Fortress, can do.

‘But I must say Young Master, you and your ‘party members’ all of them are quite peculiar~’

-Gulp

‘It really…really, really makes me curious~’

Maybe, I should stop poking Amy?

An Archmage’s curiosity is still too much for me to bear!!