Evan POV
[Then please, Come in.] (Raynard)
Raynard opened the door completely, making me see a lot of expensive-looking paintings and some gold embroidered decorations inside. They're really well off.
Alright! Now just need to quickly get in and then get out.
[Please follow me, I shall escort you to the lord of this house. You can discuss your matters with him.] (Raynard)
I raised my hands, motioning him to stop.
[Woah! Hold On. I'm really just here for Lucy and Oswald. I don't have much time to spare either.] (Me)
Raynard stopped and turned back at me. He looked like he's contemplating something.
[Then... may I ask you a favor?] (Raynard)
no.
[Shoot your shot.] (Me)
Raynard looked at me confusingly.
[I'm afraid I do not understand your words sir?] (Raynard)
Oh.
[It's nothing, I just meant that me helping you matters on the context of the favor you're about to ask me.] (Me)
Raynard looked surprised for a moment before he gave off a small chuckle.
[You're exactly as Miss Lucy had described. Knowledge far beyond any of us can perceive.] (Raynard)
That's kinda sad dude.
[Well, my request is certainly big. but, Please....] (Raynard)
Raynard immediately bowed down.
[Please steer our lord in the right direction.] (Raynard)
The hell? Who just Asks that from a random stranger they've just met.
[I've seen the way and how much Miss Lucy trusts you. She has also told me some of your tales. Please. I can only ask you this.] (Raynard)
Oh... Did I say that out loud?
welp doesn't matter anymore.
[What's in it for me?] (Me)
Well, I did tell Lucy's grandfather that I won't hurt 'em.
[You will do it. That is, If miss lucy's interpretation of you is correct, and...] (Raynard)
Raynard looked at me determined.
[If you really are her teacher] (Raynard)
I sighed.
[You'll know what i mean when you talk to him.] (Raynard)
goddamit fine.
I nodded and he smiled a bit.
[Follow me please.] (Raynard)
We walked inside, The house is not as big as my mansion but goddam does it look expensive. We were walking through a not-so-small hallway, and there were exotic-looking pictures hanged in the hallway along with some expensive-looking vases placed on top of small, pillar-looking, statues.
[Quite well off, huh.] (Me)
[There's a reason my lord is a Nobel.] (Raynard)
Raynard responded without looking back.
[You get cool things like these when you're a Nobel?] (Me)
[No, but... your wealth has to go somewhere.] (Raynard)
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The subtle World Of Terraria. (Old)
FantasyNOTE: This is the old TsWOT that I wrote once long time ago, And it's back due to popular demand. Meaning, all its 120+ chapters are free to read for everyone but I will be working on the new TsWOT. But, hey keep voting and commenting on this book t...