Charming Execution

I have retrieved all the necessary papers it's now time to go back and enjoy the evening. I stretched my arms upwards indicating that all my joyful emotions has prevailed over stress.

I deactivated my skill and casted the same sleeping spell onto the other half and leave the house with full of papers in my hands.

Once I stepped outside I took a deep, big breath of fresh air.

'God! that was distinctively hard, seems like managing over 20 people at the same time is not an easy task.' I thought as my body is surrounded with wind and flies away to my tower.

I reach my tower at last and open the hidden door.

*mechanical melodies*

"Oh! Hi Tessa." My liege says. I return to my gleeful personality.

"Hello, my liege, Dylan." I say while going to the sofa besides my liege.

"Oh and Tessa!" I look at my liege full of curiosity, "Thank you for this outfit, it is very comfortable." He say.

"It's.. nothing I would rather have someone wear it instead of it being bored down in the chest." I retorted back.

Dylan smiled at me he say, "Would you like some tea?"

"Yes, please I'm exhausted." I say.

Dylan goes to the table and prepares some tea in the mean time I drop the papers at the table in front of my liege.

"I have retrieved the papers as you ordered." I say

"Ah! Thank you Tessa. We now just need to calculate the proof for Dylan to present it." He say.

"I.. see, present it?" I say confused.

"Yes there will be a show hosted by P. T. Barnum in The Red Show Theater, Dylan plans to present the proof on stage." He say, I nod agreeing to the plan.

Dylan is famous, very- super famous. He reached legion class at swordsmanship when he was only 17, his transcending speed is third to only Talia Northanrey and Lancelot Pendragon.

He's currently the second strongest human alive. Second to that magic swordsman Yelena Owen.

I, myself is quite strong but since I was left out by the history books, no one knows about my powers.

"Tessa, do you.. believe in me." My liege suddenly ask.

"Yes of course." I'm confused. What is my liege thinking.

"We've been together for 3 years. We've been through ups and downs, trials upon trials. I can't help but realize that you're..

hiding something from me.." He say.

"What would that be, my liege." He can't know right?

"I do not know, I just have this very unusual feeling about the words that comes out of your mouth, the slight movement that your body gives. It's.. abnormal almost mechanic like a script. Isn't that weird Tessa?"

Dylan is staring at both of us while he serves me the tea.

'He's only suspicious. Stay calm. He can't know.' I thought. "I'm.. sorry? I don't mean to criticize but Killigan if I were you I might need to pay extra attention upon my etiquette. You are a noble, your manners and choices of words are to be judged by others." I say.

"Ah! Killigan.. You called me my name whenever you are lecturing me. It's a nice little touch to your fake personality."

"Wha- Pardon?" I retorted calmly. 'H- he knows?'

"What? Do you think that someone can hide something from me? Come on.. I figured this out a while ago. I was thinking about how Northanrey fell. I was thinking about how you lied under my radar.

The 4th generation leader isn't diabolical nor evil is he? He is as incompetent as the history books depicted him as. You took advantage over the fact that I have slight speck of darkness in my essence and turn it into a whole fake story to cover up the real story.

You can only use your skill when your third eye is opened. When you first opened your third eye on me, you weren't shocked. You said that "But somehow, someway when I activated my third eye just now, I saw pieces of him in you."

I have mastered psychology, when you lied to me the first time. It goes unnoticed to me, but after spending time with you for 3 years. I can't figure you out. It means that you have a hidden personality.

The reason why The Northanrey fell is because you had a relationship with Talia Northanrey, a sexual type. You got eloped with her but Talia has to remain her image as a noble young lady, she got married while still being in love with you.

Talia was never impregnated because she wanted to stay with you. A girl on girl love can't produce an offspring. That's when Talia formulated a plan to stay pristine in the public's eye.

She adopted a child secretively and acted that he, the child, is her true blood offspring.

You're mad. You are absolutely enraged by this fact. That's when you fought her. You lost and was trapped here in this tower.

How do I know? the map. It's very outdated, ancient yet it was real, I did a little digging and found the map of The Northanrey of each generation and the map that you showed me matched with the one from the 2nd generation.

After being imprisoned for more than 100 years, somehow, someway that incompetent 4th generation leader got you out to serve him.

That's when you mind controlled everybody, every species, every tribe, every kingdom, every town and cities down to the tiniest village to wage a war upon each other.

The Bloodied War of The Eternal Days is revised by none other than you.

Using that overpowered skill and sneaky little brain of yours, you have made a charming execution towards the humanity that you hated. Is my assessment true.. Tessa?"

This 8 year old boy. This mere mortal. Could deduct my plan that I revise for over a century in under 3 years?!

"Haha.. You got me.. No! You are absolutely correct. You got me! You are a cunning little fox aren't you. Killigan Northanrey." I say, Dylan watching us both with wide eyes and an opened jaw, he's too speechless to utter a single word.

"Tessa. I have a great proposition for you to consider. How about.. you work under me. I will help you punish the world but only those that advocates injustice. Think open-mindedly, Tessa." My liege say.

I have no choice but to agree no? If Dylan and I are to fight then the whole Northanrey territory that I longed for could very well be destroyed.

"Tch. Fine. I, Tessa de Gislena vow to work under the subordination of Killigan Northanrey, I am to not kill nor slaughter nor massacre any innocent beings." I say.

"Swear it. Swear it in Talia Northanrey's grave."

"Fuck! Fine. I swear.. in- in my master's grave that I will not slaughter nor massacre nor kill any innocent beings."

"Unless?" Fuck! He found the loophole.

"Tch. I swear on my master's grave that I will not kill nor pester any innocent being unless if it's under your order."

Think optimistically, Tessa. How bad can this subordination be.

This Killigan.. He's a monster. I'm a monster. They say that birds with the same feathers flocks together.

Hmm.. I suppose they do.

Very well Killigan... I'll play your game.

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