Dive To The Past

The idea that hit Yuri the other night never left his mind and made him quite energetic the next day as he woke up. And even though Wolfram was truly out to kill him (by strangulation) to spill it out, he was adamant about keeping what he had thought secret. It was already enough that he thought of using the demon mirror to learn about the Beast Knight that Conrad met before. Though it was a really good idea, Yuri still couldn't help feeling quite bad about actually prying on Conrad's secrets.

He was conflicted, he had to admit that. But even so, Yuri chose to go with the flow. It was the best idea that hit him. He could only hope that the demon mirror would agree to work with him the way he wanted to. Yes, the demon mirror could only be used by the Maoh. But there were times that it didn't let him see the exact past or future that he wanted to see. But rather the events that have immense relation to the vision he intended to see and visit.

That day, while waiting for Murata to come to the Blood Pledge Castle along with Günter and Shori with the books they were supposed to read, Yuri took it as a chance to get away for a while and finally implement his "brilliant" idea. Though as he entered the treasure room where the demon mirror was kept, he kept on muttering an apology to Conrad in his mind for doing what he thought of, even though the said soldier would not be able to hear it.

He just hoped doing this would finally sate his curiosity.

It didn't take him long to find the item he needed, though. He took the demon mirror from its place and stared at it for a few moments. At that point, he was still deciding on what kind of past he wanted to see. Yes, it was still about Conrad. But does he want to see Conrad's past during the first time he met that Beast Knight or something else about that Beast Knight that the soldier never mentioned to them at all? Yuri wanted to be certain on that one for him to see exactly what he wanted to know.

For a few moments, he debated that in his mind. It didn't take him long to finally came up with a decision. With that, he closed his eyes and spoke the wish to the demon mirror in his mind. He'd better do this in silence since he doesn't want anyone to know what he intended to do.

'Take my soul to the past and show me the time Conrad had met the Beast Knight controlling the wind element.'

The demon mirror soon emitted a bright mint green light that surrounded the entire treasure room. Of course, with that kind of bright light surrounding the room, one was bound to find him in there doing something. But he'd worry about that later.

When Yuri opened his eyes, he found himself standing beneath a really big tree. It was night time and the stars shimmered brightly, signifying good weather for the next day.

"Did the mirror take me to the right past?" Yuri mumbled to himself as he looked around. He grimaced at the thought of finding no one there. So where the hell was he? What kind of past was he looking at?

Yuri was about to groan in frustration when he saw someone walking from a distance. Though it was nighttime, he could still make out that the one walking—or more like trudging—was a girl who could be compared to an 11-12 years old human. But he could somehow tell that she was a Mazoku. Through the light coming from the moon, he even saw and commented on how beautiful the girl's long silvery green hair was and that she was wearing a sort of battle costume he'd usually see on RPG games.

"Wow... I wonder who she is. Even from where I stand, she still looked so beautiful," Yuri said to himself. And it wasn't a joke.

But soon after, he felt worried as he saw the reason why the girl was dragging herself instead of walking normally. He saw her left hand placed on her waist's right side which was bleeding. His eyes widened at the sight of it but he knew he won't be able to do anything since this past had already happened. He looked at his hands and saw that he was just a transparent being in that period. Just like the first time he activated the demon mirror and took him to the time when Susanna Julia was still alive.

He heaved a heavy sigh, still waiting for something to happen. He wasn't sure about what he'd be able to see there. But he was willing to wait. It didn't take long, though. From there, he saw another approaching silhouette—two of them. They were riding a horse and perhaps trying to find a place to stay for the night.