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Within a dragon carriage their sat a Emilia and Y/N. Though something to notice about the latter was he didn't look all that happy.
"Aren't you Mr Grumpy." Puck said floating over Y/N's shoulder. "Miss that cat knight already?"
Y/N pushed Puck away, "I had a good bye planned to mess with him, but he wasn't even there."
"What was the plan?" Emilia asked tilting her head a little to the side.
I blushed at the thought, "N-Nothing, so... what should I expect at this mansion?"
"Well you seem to have already heard of Roswaal." She said tapping her chin. "Their are two maids, Rem and Ram."
"Rem and Ram..." Y/N tapped his chin as he thought about how to respond. "Can't say I have met anyone by such names."
"They are twin maids that serve under Roswaal." Emilia told me. "Rem will be the one with blue hair and eyes while Ram is the one with red hair and eyes.
"I see, anything I should know prior to meeting them?" Y/N asked her to be polite, and mainly to see if she'll warn him of anything.
"Well Rem does most of the chores, but Ram is still good aswell." Emilia answered. "Oh yeah, their is also Beatrice, she's the librarian."
Y/N eyes sparkled, "Library you say?"
"She's very protective of it and wont let you even touch a book if she doesn't like you." Puck told him and he got sad.
"I have my own books anyway." Y/N pouted as he put the Black Book in his lap.
"Um... didn't you say...." Emilia trailed off as she looked at the Black Book worried.
"How long will this carriage ride take?" Y/N asked ignoring her worry.
"Almost eight hours." She told him.
"Great... if... well... theirs nothing you can really do." Y/N told her and she seemed to get more worried. "Just be reassured, I know what I am doing."
"Well he's not lying." Puck shrugged staring down at the book with a curious expression.
Emilia and Puck watched on with worry and wonder as Y/N opened the book. The weird pages suprised them but what suprsied them the most was when black tentacles came out and wrapped around Y/N and he froze becoming slightly transparent.
"Uh... Y-Y/N?" Emilia asked worried as she hesitantly tried to touch Y/N's arm only for her hand to go through him.
"He said he'll be alright." Puck said trying to reassure her.
"Right..." Emilia nodded unsure.
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"Ugh..." I groaned as I slammed the book shut.
I was about to pushed myself up when I felt bile about to rise, and quickly looked around. Worried Emilia, two maids at the open carriage door. Open door! I rushed out and puked in the grass loosing everything I ate hours ago.
"Fuckin' hell..." I muttered wiping my mouth.
Rolling over a safe distance away from the puke I lay in the grass and look at the sky.
"Are you okay Y/N?" Emilia asked coming to my view.
"Just... ugh..." I groaned.
Apocrypha in game and in real life are very fucking different. The sounds are... and don't even get me started about when you get close to the water or the smell. Gaining knowledge is risky I know, but I thought their would be standards.
"Was it that bad?" Puck asked floating into my face.
"Just help me up." I said extending my arm.
One of the maids came towards me and helped me up. It was the red head...
"Red." I said completely forgetting her name, she beautiful though.
"I am Ram." She said bowing her head slightly.
"I am Rem." The blue haired one said bowing slightly aswell.
"I am Y/N," I greeted back. "Sorry about not giving a good first impression." I chuckled nervously.
"It seems our guest does have some manners." Ram said staring me up and down.
"So it seems sister." Rem agreed as she did the same, but with a lot more suspicion.
You know I wouldn't have picked up on the suspsicion in both their eyes had I not been training with Reinhard, Felix and Emrie for the past month.
"Twins, you know my grandmother and aunt were twins." I hummed in thought, "Not identical like you two kinda are, but still twins."
"It seems he is confuses us with his family." Ram said as she grabbed her sister's hands.
"A truly weird guest lady Emilia has brought back." Rem said and I just sighed.
Lovely maids, really. Let's hope I can avoid dying seeing as their seems to be no Subaru. Don't like the car brand anyways.
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This guest Lady Emilia has brought back is.... interesting. He has this strange book that gives me an uneasy feeling.
First impressions he didn't seem like anything special, but then again first impressions were him bolting out of the carriage as after tentacles retracted back into the strange book and then letting loose the contents of his stomach upon the lawn.
But once he collected himself he did seem like he had the basic instincts of a warrior down. Atleast posture wise and physically.
Physically he seems well built. Weird red tattoos cover his right arm, and his left arm is scared near the wrist.
Currently his back was to me as he greeted Lord Roswaal. Stark (H/C) hair that covered the back of his neck.
"Formal introductions then it seems." He sighed and did a light bow. "My name is Y/N Abedne apprentice to Reinhard Van Astrea, pleasure to make your aquaintance Lord Mathers."
Apprentice to the Sword Saint?!
"Ooooh my~ to what do I owe this pleasure?" Roswaal asked looking at Y/N cautiously.
"Well he's here because of me." Emilia said sheepishly, "We should sit down before we explain what happened."
"Veryy~ well then." Roswaal said. "Come right on in~"
Y/N smiled and I saw his ruby eyes glance towards me, I guess his eyes are a little bit appealing even though they seem to pierce right through me.
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(Okay let me say this now. I have no clue how to write Roswaal's speech pattern so... yeah lets just go forward with that.)
"Well~ that is quite the tale~" Roswaal said as he covered his mouth.
Actually hearing how he speaks in person is very annoying. Top it off with the fact I know he'll be a bitch later I really want to rock his shit right now. However I am not powerful enough to deal with him right now.
"But I do want to ask a few questions~" Roswaal said looking at me.
"Go right ahead." I told him.
"How~ did you know it was Bowl Hunter that was after the insignia?" Roswaal asked me with his hands clasped.
"Well I suppose you could call it a premonition of sorts." I said tapping my chin. "Though I wish I could say I was trying to get the insignia back to its rightful owner because I was being a good person, in reality I was far more concerned as to why someone was wanting it stolen in the first place."
"Soo~ you forsaw it being the bowl hunter then?" Roswaal asked for clarification.
"In a way yes, call it clairvoyance. That may be a more suitiable term." I said in thought.
I mean if I am trying to be a grand caster then that is a skill I will sort of need I think.
"Now~ to main point~" Roswaal said leaning forward. "What do you wish to gain~?"
I thought about that. What did Roswaal have that I wished to obtain?
Sanctuary and it's bs will happen later.
"I do wish to gain knowledge of being a spirit arts user, and possibly find a spirit of my own." I admited, "But you would wish to know what I want from you in particular."
"I can offer someone to train you in spirit arts~" Roswaal told me.
I shook my head, "I can find that myself." I took the black book out and placed it onto the table. "This is what I want, if you find a book like this, I wish for you to aquire it and give it to me."
Roswaal stared at the book with interest. I slid it across the table towards him and he stared at it for a moment before picking it up.
"What~ is so special~ about this book?" He asked as his finger traces across the cover.
"One of the Black Books, Epistolary Acumen to be specific." I told him as I internally debated whether I should actually tell him this or not. "There should be seven in total."
"That doesn't answer~ my question~" Roswaal pointed out.
I sighed, "May I have the book back? I can show you."
Roswaal slid it back to me and I grabbed it tracing its cover. "Luckily I discovered something about this, old Hermaeus Mora keeps secrets well but not from this librarian..."
I stood up and backed away from the table a bit with all of them staring at me. Holding the book in my hand as if I was about to open it I pour mana into my voice, "Bring forth the lovestruck mute who preys with vigor on his love,"
The black book burst open floating in the air infront of me and I smiled, as I saw the writing on the book start to glow an sickening green.
"And set the sky alight with all who dare struggle 'gainst our move." I chanted and tendrils slowly extended grabbing at me, but I remained standing firm.
"For we are they who own the night and all who dwell without us fall;" A black liquid started to poor from the book as I heard someone burst into the room. An eerily green light exploded from the book showering the room in its ominous glow.
"we drink the mind-grapes formed of thought and wail a tumult on the wall." I continued then gulped as a tendril slowly wrapped around my neck. It was cold and slimey, almost akin to a snake.
"To sweep away the remnants of doubt and ignite the flames of passion that burn within, casting shadows of desire upon the world." The tendril around my neck softened its hold letting me breathe easier.
The book started to glow more as more tendrils started to wrap around me and I felt a strange feeling slam against my head, like something was trying to force its way in. I did my best to tune it out and keep going.
"With each step, we forge a path of unyielding devotion, leaving behind a trail of hearts aflame and souls enraptured." My breathing started to become heavy and I heard the others shout, but its too late to stop.
If I fail now, old Mora would have me.
"Our love knows no bounds, transcending the barriers of silence and speaking volumes in the language of the heart." A spectral tendril shot out of the book piercing my heart and I let out a gasp.
"Together, we shall conquer all obstacles and create a symphony of love that resonates through eternity." I chant the final verse and for a scary moment nothing happens.
A wave of knowledge rushed to my head before the tendrils quickly retract into the book along with the the black liquid and I fall to my knees panting.
Feeling a hand on my shoulder I look up to see a worried Emilia. "Are you alright?"
I nodded before looking at Roswaal as I slowly push myself to my feet and with a shaky voice I said, "That Lord Mathers is the specialty of these books, to trifle with the Lord of Secrets and Knowledge, Hermaeus Mora."
Roswaal stared at me with a strange look, something with awe and fascination, which considering him may not be the best thing in the world.
Suddenly my headache came in a tremendous wave and I doubled over holding my head as I inadvertedly let out a groan.
The last thing I heard was, "Thats what he gets with priving into the books of others in fact."
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