The Love That Remains - Chapter 59

A group of men in a black uniform with a crest of Council of Supernatural Extant walk into the party. An eerie silence descends in the hall. A few female guests gasp loudly when they see them go to where Fang Aisa is sitting and pointing the metal guns at her.

“Please come with us.” The leader requests her ‘politely’.

Fang Aisa stands up and glares at the leader. “Who are you?”

“We are from the council.” The leader is the tallest man among the group. Fang Aisa looks like a small mouse compares to him. Still, he can’t help but feel intimidated when Fang Aisa looks at him coldly. “You have a powerful curse upon you and you also have demon blood flowing inside you. Twenty-three years ago, your father and the council came to an agreement. If you ever break your seal, you must come to the council and live in isolation. You are too dangerous to live free in society.”

Sung Ki-Woong sees this and smiles internally. He walks to the council’s law enforcers and Fang Aisa. He nods at the leader once.

“Fang Aisa, I am sorry…but you have to go to the council. The laws are laws. You might be my daughter in law, but I cannot bend the council’s laws for you,” He tells her ‘helplessly’. “I wanted the council to take you after the party. Other councilmen are not comfortable with you walking around freely for one more moment. You have also broken a few laws by faking your death to run away from the council. If you had informed the council that your seal was broken like a responsible citizen, we could let you go after a few days of observation. But now, the council does not trust you. There have been witnesses that you are practicing black witch arts.”

Fang Aisa’s red lips curl up in a contemptuous smile. She didn’t show any fear or worry. She sits back down on the chair like she is watching a show. Sung Ki-Woong is angry to see her careless attitude.

“I know that…you love my son. But the law is the law…,” Sung Ki-Woong adds. After hearing Sung Ki-Woong’s words, the guests start to make their own theories.

“She must have seduced the president’s son to escape her punishment.”

“What a wretch woman! Just like her mother.”

“Someone like her shouldn’t walk free. Her mother killed my sister’s son.”

“Who didn’t suffer by Dabria’s hands? She is a cruel and heartless creature. Her daughter is the same.”

“Dabria’s offspring cannot be normal. Didn’t you hear the president? She also practices the black art. She is also cursed. She looks so innocent and young.”

“Have you seen Dabria? She looks just like her. Innocent and young. But her heart is black and venomous.”

Sung Jun can also hear this. He doesn’t respond to the guests. He makes a note of the people who are badmouthing Fang Aisa. His eyes are fixed on his father. He didn’t think that his father would do something like this. He is aware of his father’s schemes and way of doing things. He didn’t think that his father would do this to his wife. He did think that the supernatural society might not accept Fang Aisa because of her mother easily. But Sung Jun has a prominent identity in the supernatural society. He is an advocate of the bar council of the supernatural world.

Sung Jun glances at his mother once who doesn’t look surprised. She is well aware of Sung Ki-Woong’s true personality. She has already warned Sung Jun. She gives him a nod to carry on.

“President, are you sure that you can take me?” Fang Aisa’s voice reverberates the hall. Everyone becomes quiet when they hear her.

“Fang Aisa, you have to come,” Sung Ki-Woong looks at her solemnly. “If you don’t come on your own, the council have to take you by force.”

When Fang Aisa doesn’t move, Sung Ki-Woong gestures the leader. The leader comes forth and tries to grab Fang Aisa’s wrist. She flicks her fingers. A strong black aura surrounds her and the leader. When the black fog clears, the leader is writhing on the ground. He can barely breathe. The others do not dare to get close to her. At that moment, Sung Ki-Woong and the guests can’t tell whether Fang Aisa is Dabria herself or not.

“Fang Aisa, what are you doing?” Sung Ki-Woong yells at Fang Aisa.

“Punishing.” Fang Aisa cocks her head arrogantly. “He dared to touch the god’s representative.”

Sung Jun cannot help but smile when he sees her like that. She is aware. God representatives are above the laws of the council. They are treated like royal members by the council.

“A god’s representative?” Sung Ki-Woong frowns at her. “Where is the god representative?”

Fang Aisa lifts her left hand and reveals the glowing purple mark on her wrist. “Here.”

The glowing purple mark is the hourglass symbol with changing moons surrounding the hourglass. A god’s representative can hide or reveal the symbol at will. The guests can also see and recognize the symbol. It belongs to the prime god of time. There is no room for doubt. They immediately bend their knees and touch their foreheads on the ground. They silently regret in their hearts.

“That’s impossible…” Sung Ki-Woong doesn’t want to accept that a vile thing like her is the chosen representative of time god. “You can’t be…you are a black witch.”

“I am a black witch.” Fang Aisa smiles at him coldly. “I was taught the black witch art by the god of time himself. I faked my death because he commanded me to do so. Tell me, President Sung, did I still break the law?”