Chapter 109
Yes, just something I need to handle on my own,” I replied, hoping he wouldn’t press further.
To my relief, he didn’t. With a resigned sigh, he agreed and told me to be careful.
As nightfall settled in, the academy grounds grew quiet.
The streetlamps cast a soft, white glow across the deserted pathways, their light as gentle as moonlight.
The trees lining the streets swayed slightly in the cool evening breeze, their leaves rustling softly, adding a whispering undertone to the right.
Shadows danced on the ground, stretching and shrinking as the lights flickered occasionally, creating a serene yet eerie atmosphere.
The academy, usually bustling with life, now stood still, as if holding its breath in anticipation of what was to come.
It wasn’t long before Rolin arrived.
Even in the dim light, he looked as handsome as ever, though there was an unmistakable weariness about him, as if he had just finished a long, exhausting run.
His hair was slightly disheveled, and there was a hint of fatigue in his eyes.
Yet, instead of his usual playful banter, he got straight to the point.
“I’ve been doing some digging,” Rolin began, his voice low and serious.
“The group of hunters who chased your parents–they’re the same ones who came after me back then. They were pure bounty hunters, working for
money.”
The mention of those hunters sent a shiver down my spine.
Hunters were a ruthless breed, people who hunted others for a living.
While most races had signed peace treaties and pacts over the years, hunters were still out there, taking on bloody contracts for the highest bidder.
The thought that these same hunters might have played a role in my mother’s fate made my stomach churn.
Rolin continued, his expression darkening.
“I’ve tracked down one of the hunters from that group. He admitted that they took on a contract to go after your parents. But… something happened. Your mother managed to get away. They never completed the job.”
I held my breath, my heart racing as I processed his words.
“So… she might still be alive?”
The question escaped my lips before I could stop it, the hope in my voice undeniable.
Rolin nodded slowly.
“It’s possible. But her exact whereabouts… I don’t know. I’m sorry.”
The tears I had been holding back began to spill øver.
But they weren’t tears of sadness–they were tears of hope, of a longing I hadn’t allowed myself to feel for so long.
“No, don’t apologize,” I whispered, my voice thick with emotion. “Just knowing there’s a chance she’s still out there…. it’s more than I eve Rolin reached into his pocket and pulled out a handkerchief, offering it to me, but I wiped my tears away with the back of my hand.
As I did, Rolin’s eyes caught the bruise on my face, and his brow furrowed in concern.
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He reached out, gently brushing his fingers against the tender spot.
JL..Davonga
Chapter 109
What happened here?” he asked softly.
It’s nothing.” I said quickly, but the worry in his eyes made me continue. “I had a duel with Sorcia this morning. It got a little rough-
His concern deepened, and he frowned, but he didn’t push further.
Instead, he kept his hand on my shoulder, offering silent support.
We stood there for what felt like hours, just talking–about the hunters, about my mother, about the duel.
Rolin’s presence was comforting, a steady anchor in the sea of emotions that threatened to overwhelm me.
But we weren’t alone.
From the shadows, someone watched us.
A tall, imposing figure stood a short distance away, his gaze locked on us.
His presence was so silent, so still, that neither Rolin nor I noticed him at first.
It was Leo.
He stood there, his handsome features twisted into an unreadable expression.
His lips were curled into a cold smile, but there was no warmth in his eyes–only a chilling coldness that made my heart skip a beat.
He watched us intently, not moving, not saying a word, just observing.
I had no idea how long he had been standing there, but the look on his face told me that he had seen enough.
Leo’s POV:
I gripped the box with the diamond ring tightly in my hand, my knuckles whitening as I tried to suppress the whirlwind of emotions inside me.
I wanted to turn around and leave, to walk away from this scene before it shattered me completely.
But my eyes, almost against my will, were drawn back to the two figures standing under the streetlight not far away.
The man with her–was this the “friend” That Elizabeth, had wanted to meet?
