The Arks - Chapter 374
He was well aware of the nature of this spell. It allows the person to enter into their memories. But he was secretly hoping that it wouldn’t go too deep. Yet, he couldn’t shake off the feeling of excitement as he was about to uncover his true family background.
He had no recollection of anything before the time he met Nova, his adopted mother. He just knew that he was adopted, according to Nova. He had just accepted that fact and carried on with his life. And when he had always known that he had powers.
The spell showed the surface-level memories. The moments with the Five Kings and with Nova as a child. It even showed the time when Bryan hit puberty and when all the girls of the village wanted to be his girlfriend. But he gave the excuse that his mother wouldn’t allow it.
This prompted the girl to think that he was a ‘Mama’s boy. But in truth, Bryan was terrified of Nova and his powers There was nothing more frightening than a Memory Mage finding out that you were dating a normal human girl.
Nova had forbidden it at the time since the village that they were at war against the Mages. In the years that went by, because of the rise of Minwoo as their Marquess, the village learned to accept the Mages. But during those times, they would gladly burn any Mage to death.
At the time, Bryan kept his powers well-hidden because he didn’t allow anyone but Nova to touch him. Even the slightest contact could cause the human to fly away. He was very shy but once the Five Kings took over, he became more sociable, earning him praises from the ȧduŀts.
People loved his ideas, be it big or small. His decisions were quick and well-thought-out. He was very patient, showing care and concern to those who were less gifted. But when it comes to facing foes, he threw all that aside and mocked the ever-loving crap out of them.
He was known to be quite ruthless when he was in missions or facing off someone he didn’t fancy. He was firm and strict when guiding the recruits of the Five Kings but he wasn’t cruel. He only shows that side to his enemies. He would often kill without any hint of remorse in his eyes.
Armed with his glass balls, he was clearing large amounts of the opposing side without much help. However, he would never jeopardize the lives of the innocents to get to his foes. He showed more compassion than any recruit had during that time. And Minwoo liked that aspect of him.
“Someone who could do their duties without using the lives of innocent people gets a thumbs-up in my book,” said Minwoo, as he appointed Bryan to be his ȧssistant.
And one thing led to another and now he was working with the Arks, as per Minwoo’s request to serve Mavislin. He remembered receiving the letter and later Duchess Midford relaying the information that Minwoo had died. And he went to look for Mavislin.
He still couldn’t believe that Minwoo was dead since he was quite the strong person in combat. But he was just human, so perhaps humans had their limits as well… Right? Bryan smiled as he thought back to the training sessions he had with Minwoo.
But the scenes don’t last long as Bryan found himself on a pathway. He spun around to get a hold of his surroundings. Two children ran through him and they had run from the houses in front of him. Bryan tilted his head before shrugging. He looked around.
It was just a simple village, with lots of greenery around. There was a pasture just after the rows of houses. Some sheep were grazing upon the lush grass. The area was blanketed with peace and tranquility as he walked towards the houses.
His feet seemed to remember where to go, as they stopped right in front of a house. The door was oddly familiar but Bryan couldn’t confirm. He just felt a sense of nostalgia. But he had no clue why. Just then, the door swung open, scaring the Slayer.
Out came two children, a boy, and a girl. They seemed happy as they passed through Bryan and ran out into the barren streets. They were delighted, for some weird reason. They were cheering and holding hands with one another.
“Yay! We get to keep him!” exclaimed the boy, in happiness.
‘Yea, Mama is not going to give him away! Hurray!” yelled the girl, punching the air.
They both looked so happy. Were they about to keep a pet or…
“Yea, Mama said we have to take care of him!”
“Let’s bring him out to play!”
“When he gets older, though.”