A dream called freedom

- Ready, nobody will remember what happened. I think it is better to speed up, or the other subject will wake up earlier-

-Quiet now we have everything we need. Please, Sir Ursini, go easy as the first time causes dizziness when crossing the door- the girl winks at him mischievously.

Iston watched as a portal unfold in the enclosure and both girls indicated that he should cross first. He went through it and the rain began to wet him.

A downpour fell profusely. Iston couldn't believe he was free. He got down on his knees and started crying in the rain. A feeling of happiness mixed with helplessness from his years of confinement had brought him down in tears. It was the first time he could feel wet air, water, and land in seven years. He wanted to stay there feeling the atmosphere, the scent of freedom but the young woman grabs him by the shoulder and pulls him out of the trance.

-I know it was his dream, but you will have time to get more excited. Please follow us, that person wants to speak with you urgently- the young woman tilts her head as if disapproving of the situation

-Sorry, I just didn't think I could feel so alive again- Iston gets up and follows the girl. Another portal opens and they appear at the entrance of the château. It is not yet dawn.

They climb the stairs and go inside. The interior had all the earmarks of being the finest palace for the most prominent royalty. More than looking like an aesthetic and purely decorative castle, it had all the functionalities such as central heating, electric light and running water. Ray had asked Vhaeraun and Lolth to help him with the move and final arrangements, even replicating the mansion in Winca's cave. While he thought it better to have a god who would do anything to get home and a mother with a thirst for revenge, he abused that benefit.

In awe of what he saw, Iston couldn't stop staring at the vaulted ceilings with hand painted paintings, the infrastructure was so sublime, the furniture and decorations were expensive. An ominous feeling welled up. The person behind this, the host asking for an audience with the guest was clearly someone with money or a high-ranking nobleman and not only that; he was someone whose power was related to the gods, so he had to be very careful not to be the victim of a second betrayal in life as he was when he trusted Fersa.

-Sir Ursini, it would be convenient for you to take a bath and change your clothes to something more appropriate to the occasion. The host and the others will be waiting for you in the dining room in two hours. I must retire, the girl will guide you to yours rooms to relax. We have prepared snacks in your bedroom for you to enjoy until breakfast time-

-Thank you. By the way we have not introduced ourselves properly my lady, although you already know about me I do not know about you. I am Iston Lathiam Ursini III, the Holy Knight and Master of the Gemini sword, delighted to meet you- he bowing politely, paying his respects to the young girls

-A pleasure to greet you Sir Knight, you must excuse me but I can only give you one name and that is Dahlia- the young woman bows to greet and looks askance at her companion who is about to burst into laughter to indicate her, to introduce herself.

- Excuse me Sir Ursini, but I am in the same position. Just call me Gin-

-I get it-

Ending his greetings, Iston is guided to the sixth floor. Along the way, you were dazzled by the travertine exterior corridors with different floral decorations on each level from wisteria, roses, jasmine, lilies, hydrangeas and orchids on the balconies, as well as overlooking a beach and the vast ocean. They come to the room and the young woman shows him where the bathroom and the snack are. The young woman asks Iston to then throw her old clothes into the fire in the fireplace, and she leave the new clothes on the table before leaving.

The bathroom was awesome. The hot tub was on the floor pretending to be a mini pool and the water fell into it like a waterfall. Iston got ready to bathe like never before until the set time.

**

In the southwest wing of the castle, Ray is taking care of the other unexpected party guest in the same way.

-Mr Vladimir, the toiletries are in the drawers. Here I leave your clothes and snacks on the table in the lobby. They will see it in two hours please be on time to finish-

Ray leaves to treat before breakfast with the last character on the list.

Vladimir is more than satisfied. He's finally free, but the person who give him free was a stranger. Someone who held the Water of Life in his hands and wielded a pair of young ladies whose power rivals that of a supreme sorcerer. It was not a joke, on the contrary it was careful. He was already devising a plan to convince this leader to join him in his cause. But he did not know that he would fail and to finish off his disappointment they would give him news that would destroy his heart.

**

The Amcata Desert, a place full of leyhams. These pests lurk in the desert sands ready to devour their next victim. Atop a sizable manastone of water, Ray and Meraki will deal with the next freed prisoner from Doirse Ifrinn. The mana`s suppressor chains, were driven to the bottom of the manastone to prevent the person in question from even trying to escape.

Ray looks quite disgusted and pissed off at the situation. He didn't expect to find something so sick and disturbing in that prison-turned hole.

Until yesterday everything was going well in his plan, but then suddenly his left arm began to burn to the point of being unbearable. He wanted to rip it off, when he noticed that the inscription on his arm was getting sharper and an idea presented itself. He grabbed the notebook, like crazy he began to read it and what he said more than a suggestion seemed a direct order.

"You should use the red seed, you don't think so. We are a bit bored. Look for one better than the previous one. That's only if you want it to stop hurting "

Ray was cursing and yelling that one day he would get paid. Meraki was dumbfounded, the fact that his father used a seed only gave the idea that he would have more relatives in the future. The problem was finding the perfect container. It must be someone rotten to the core. Then it occurred to them that apart from taking Iston with them, they would search the archives for someone suitable for the job of containerizing their new brother.

What they found was something that was outside the norm. The director had information on the three inmates on the top floor. They ran into Vorychenko, Ursini, and the least expected Rython "Pretty Boy" Bathory, Sophia's unrecognized half-brother.