Bro, I'm not an Undead!

What was with this one night?!

It was as if he was destined to be met with a replacement for the dilemma and trouble he thought he had evaded or thwarted with wit and grit over his tenure in this position!

First came Rearren EverSword in all his prideful schmack to boldly defend the hosting of this event of his which was riddled with ulterior motive.

And now...

"She is coming, sir..." a Capital Order Knight who stood at the door informed to which the Governor rose and silently cursed one last time under his breath.

\'Those two clearly ran away and left me to deal with all this on my own didn\'t they? Tsk. Let\'s just get this over with!\'

The doors to the spacious, well furnished room were opened and three figures entered with graceful steps, the Knight who opened the door bowing to them in respect.

Three fair ladies with long ears they were, two of them wearing veils as they walked on either side of the gorgeous lady who carried herself with a regality that far exceeded the Governor\'s own.

His was more or less standard considering his position, hammered into him from a somewhat young age.

However that which oozed from the lady with vibrant crimson gold coloured eyes and smooth skin as well as a slender body that had just enough curve and thick in the right spots, was natural, cultivated from the womb.

From blood.

"Governor, it is good to see you again," Darwel said with a sweet smile as she took a seat before the man before her could offer it.

A grimace flashed only for a split second over the face of the Governor.

Seriously?!

After the talks that the Royal Family had with this woman, a princess from the High Family of Opungale, the equivalent of royalty for the Sif, they hadn\'t bothered to keep her within the biggest and most luxurious city in Pelian.

They didn\'t even offer her an escort!

They didn\'t stop her from travelling around Pelian despite the dangers until she nested in Genhuis on her own!

Now it was his problem, and he had to entertain someone so esteemed!

"It\'s good to see you as well...Your Highness," the Governor said as he sat.

What manner of absurdity would be coming out of this now?

If those who didn\'t agree with the Royal Family\'s decision to ally with Opungale knew she was here and where exactly she was living, there would be trouble, especially with the state that the city was in!

"How may I help you, Your Highness?"

Darwel smiled and titled her head, one of her legs resting on top of the other under her silver, off shoulder dress.

"I have a simple request, Governor. It has come to my attention that a grand event is about to be held. Something akin to a.... tournament. I am quite fond of such arrangements. After seeing your kind flocking into the city, I thought I should inquire about it. Thankfully it turned out to be something very interesting," Darwel said with a delighted expression.

No!

Please no!

The Governor while wearing a stern but impressionable visage was crying inside.

No way!

Please don\'t be...

"I would like to participate in this event as well."

She said it!

The Governor\'s face visibly turned dark.

He had hoped... but Direction didn\'t give him an ear.

It clearly had other plans.

"Your Highness... this isn\'t something I am able to organise. You see, this event is being hosted by one of the six Houses in the nation. I have no say in any of its rules nor do I have the administrative authority to allow you to participate. Above this fact, the rules of this event have some very specific connotations that I am not sure..."

Darwel waved her hand.

"I\'m aware that is the case. I wouldn\'t want to inconvenience you at all..."

The Governor wanted to breathe a sigh of relief but...

"But I\'m sure someone of your authoritative stature can \'persuade\' the... host of this event to squeeze me in, right? You ARE the Governor after all."

The Governor swallowed a lump of saliva while his eyes were shaded with a darkness that masked his emotion.

Of course he would be pushed like this!

Darwel probably knew that the Houses held authority over his own, their say only being overruled by the Royal Family\'s only.

In other words, she didn\'t give a flying fuck about the how or why!

She just wanted to participate!

"Since we\'re going to be allies, I reckon my inclusion will tie our knots of friendship even better," Darwel said while resting her chin over her slender hand.

Tch!

Sprinkling in a dash of reason!

How brutal!

The Governor sighed helplessly, his visage showing calm consideration, but deep inside...

\'Damn you, Rearren!!!\'

***

The doors to the Bryne Family Residence opened to reveal Skullius and Yuyui who walked over to the lounge, their images being presented to three figures who responded differently to their arrival.

Stylla expressed a relieved smile.

Setkh showed surprise and intrigue.

Silrat...

"You..." he growled while smiling menacingly.

"So this is the infamous Festos?" Setkh beat Silrat to the punch, rising to meet Skullius with a smile on his face while appraising the Hybrid Luman.

He had a nice figure. Handsome, sturdy and...

"Oh, you\'re blind?" Setkh asked dumbly while sauntering around Skullius and Yuyui who looked at the new faces with surprise.

Stylla and Setkh had an uncanny likeness that nearly... moved her.

"I assume you\'re the brother?" Skullius said while also sensing with his Koten over Setkh.

He couldn\'t say if Stylla and Setkh looked alike per se but their bodily energies were definitely similar.

"That I am. My sister seems to have strange tastes. As do I," Setkh said while chuckling and drawing much closer to Skullius than what everyone was comfortable with. "I\'ve often heard that blind combatants can be very dangerous because they do not rely on the mundane sensitivity of the eye which is limited. Hmm. I believe it now!"

"Huh?" Stylla voiced in confusion. Festos\' blindness wasn\'t something she bargained for!

It came with rebellious voucher which came with the man!

She didn\'t have strange tastes!

Skullius was also confused.

What did this guy believe in now?

Setkh gave a short laugh after seeming as if he had been carefully considering something.

"Sister. Perhaps I was speaking out of my ass earlier. For the good of the Family? Hahaha! What a joke. Rivalry is definitely the best way to ensure that we solve our problems, and our differences! If we\'re really going to be competing, let\'s make it fun! I was wrong! I believe this candidate of yours has a good chance to shake things up! Karrun, show yourself," Setkh said as he then called for someone.

Stylla rolled her eyes.

There he went again!

Her brother had two main quirks in his personality - going back on his word and having some weird sexual tastes.

She expected this much out of him.

Yet...

From an empty seat within the lounge, a figure suddenly appeared, the colour on the couch looking to be peeled away dramatically as he was revealed, wearing a partially bashful and partially confident face!

...!

Silrat and Yuyui were shocked!

Had this guy been here all this time?!

Skullius was mildly surprised at this literal revelation.

He hadn\'t sensed this guy, even with his Koten!

He hadn\'t applied [Greater Mana Crafter] to it because the skill had a heavy presence that could attract attention in the city but still...

This newly appeared figure looked at everyone with his large eyes before speaking in a small voice.

"Oh... I didn\'t scare anyone did I?"