Walking The Wrong Path

Untitled Part 11

Tsubaki decided to be mature but in her mind she too hated Bell Cranel. She had mixed thoughts about him previously. It did greatly make her curious when she heard that Welf was leaving the familia of his beloved to join another person's familia. But now it was settled, he was nothing serious, he couldn't protect his family, now her Goddess has to pay the price.

Hephaistos emerged from the forge. Looking dishevelled and had puffy eyes. "Tsubaki, I want to visit his grave."

This was more than enough for Tsubaki, she got ready at once to accompany Hephaistos to the grave. As they made their way to the grave, Hephaistos got a nice bouquet of flowers for the grave of her friend and beloved.

When they arrived they found Bell sitting in front of the grave. Suddenly, Tsubaki's rage flared, "that brat, there he is, How dare he?" she thought as she grabbed her weapon but Hephaistos stopped her. With a pleading look in her eyes.

"Don't. I know how he is, he most likely feels the most responsible and guilty than all of us." she reasoned.

"As he should! Because of him, Welfy died. Because of him.. you... have to suffer." Tsubaki said still as angry.

Then as they approached, Hephaistos offered a helping hand to Bell. It surprised Tsubaki that he went into a dogeza but did little to calm her anger. But then, it happened. They saw his eyes. His lifeless eyes, hollow yet filled with guilt.

The pained looked like he was barely hanging onto life, by a thread. Then it clicked to Tsubaki, how insensitive she had been. She had only been angry at him, thinking of how it was his fault that Hephaistos was suffering. But she never realised the one suffering the most would be him. It was something so obvious yet she never payed attention to that.

Then there was Bell's fight with Evilus. A fight of 1 vs countless. Practically a lot of members had seen his fight, his desperation for revenge. Some forgave him, some sympathised but other still continued to hate him, perhaps because of his growth.

End of Flashback

half an hour later, Hephaistos emerged from her forge. To her surprise there was Bell with a random girl she had never seen before.

"Oh Bell. You should've told me you were coming, I wouldn't of spent so long in there." Hephaistos chimed.

"don't worry, it was a sudden visit anyways." Bell said calmly. There was a tinge of guilt in his voice that both Rochelle and Hephaistos noticed but she decided to brush past it.

"So what can I do for the ever so suicidal Prince?" she asked with a slight smile.

"Let me get to the point." Bell leaned in, his voice turning serious, "this cannot leave the room but I need cursed gear."

Tsubaki and Hephaistos both gasped audibly.

"W-what do you mean cursed gear? Have you gone mad?" Tsubaki asked exasperated.

"You will die if you use, There is no way I'm giving you cursed gear. Besides, how do you expect a God to produce something so unholy?" Hephaistos asked.

Bell sighed and laid his twin swords on the table. Hephaistos looked at him confused until, she drew the swords. she went pale, as she quivered slightly holding the blades.

"w-w-what the hell is this? You mean to tell me you've been using these blades?" Hephaistos stuttered out, "HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND? IT'S SURPRISING TO SEE YOU HAVEN'T DIED YET."

"Calm down, for some reason they don't affect me, but if you look beyond the curse what do you see?" Bell asked.

"Why would even ignore th- sigh," she gave up, "well beyond that this blade is perfect. The craftmanship on this was top condition, who made this?" She asked impressed.