Chapter 196: A misunderstanding


    The redness of the Rosalia had always been mesmerizing to the locals and foreigners. But sincest week, it took a step further in terms of beauty.


    The entire looked like a bride, covered in a dress of rose petals. A dim but heart-pleasing red sunset had overtaken half of the, and in this halfy the vast manor. Manor of Earl Drago, the Head of House Venomous Rose.


    The manor looked like abination of Victorian pces, topped by Imic domes. It was of elegant white and engraved on its walls was the history of House Venomous Rose in sharp red color. A light breeze had surrounded the entire manor, bringing the fresh scent of millions of roses into its spacious chambers. And thousands of crocodile mouth red flying beasts were hovering around the castle, bringing the local nobles of the.


    Inside the Earl''s bedroom, Trifon was watching his father getting dressed. The clothing was still white, but there was an unearthly red beauty on it. On one side of the white greatcoat, there were green vines, and roses were blooming out of the vines like brilliant red pearls. Trifon''s garments were more simple and cruder than that of his father, but still extravagant enough for a mere Viscount. Earl Drago had yet to dere the real Rank of Trifon, and was saving it for the moment after meeting the Marquess.


    Trifon nudged his sses and pretended like he cared nothing for his father''s dressing.


    "Ancestor iste. He should havee by now."


    It was customary for the entire main family to remain present before the arrival of the other High Ranked Nobles from others. And despite the deep history of the House, there were only three members in the main family. Two of which were staring at each other right now.


    Earl Drago, straightening any creases on his attire, smirked and said.


    "Don''t think too much about the working of Ancestor A"


    The little smile on Earl''s face suddenly vanished as his words halted in between. Within a fraction of a second, Drago''s face became incredibly grave, and even Trifon picked up on this abnormality. All pretenses had to be dropped seeing his father, an Earl, getting so serious over an unknown matter.


    "Father, what is it?"


    Earl Drago''s heart was pounding from the impossibility of the thing he was sensing. He turned his head to look at Trifon, and his gaze gradually softened.


    Sigh!


    "Stay here! If I don''t return, then survive."


    "FATHER"


    BOOM! BOOOOM!!!


    Two booming sounds of breaking the limits of speed buried Trifon''s scream. Through the sses, the Great Pretender watched as Earl Drago flew away like a bullet towards the Evesting Tower. Even if Trifon had the means to fly, he couldn''tpete with the natural ability avable to all Earls.


    *


    At the top of the Evesting Tower, over the red mirror-like floor, red ethereal fog came out and outlined the form of a 13 to 14-year-old girl.


    Her hairs were of deep red, and there was a crown of thorns on her head. Her eyes were soft green, but now, there was also a deep disastrous feeling embedded within them. The entire''s wind seemed to die down as she took a deep breath and prepared herself for theing of doom.


    BOOM!


    From the distance, a booming sound originated. And in the next moment, Earl Drago could be seen hovering just outside the tform, towering above theyers of the cloud. The beauty of the sunset had receded, and stars hade into the sky. A distant arc of a half moon also seemed to struggle to rise above the horizon.


    Earl Drago gave Rosalia a look and gently nodded.


    "Ancient Oracle, have you done any prophecy rted to this?"


    Rosalia''s eyes lost focus, as if she was contemting herst prophecy and past. As her eyesnded on the ripples of the space, some hundreds meters away from her, she finally shook her head in refusal. But this refusal did nothing to calm the grave look in Drago''s eyes. Nor did it prevent him from blurting out.


    "Why in the hell a Duke ising to our? And that too in such an open and crude manner?!"


    Rosalia wasn''t some dwarf nor was the House in its reign a simple one. Both the and the House had a deep history and their own secrets. The Mana field surrounding the was of Grade 5, an entire two grades above average. The countless battleships were like tiny moons orbiting the. And unknown to all, Rosalia herself had ayer of defense around the.


    Without her knowledge, no one could enter or leave the.


    So when the space within the showed signs of ripping apart from within, it could be nothing but an invasion. A type of invasion that could only be done by the Rank of a Duke. Who else in this entire Gxy could even have the capabilities of the thing happening in front of Ancient Oracle''s and Earl''s eyes?


    "Drago, you know what we have to do, right?"


    Both the little girl and the man straightened their spines and shared a look of understanding. The space in front of them bulged as if something was poking it from within.


    POKE!


    Cr-Crack! Howuuu!!


    Like a bubble, the space burst apart in a hole, and ck thunder along with howling spatial winds came rushing out. But even before them came a long needle-like bill of a ck and shadowy Swordfish. Its mouth was slightly open, and over its eyes was a curved cylindrical window pane. Its fins wreathed with thunderous sounds, and its tail iled, creating wind out of nothing.


    Rosalia''s and Earl Drago''s jaws dropped, seeing this incredible scene, as the entire Swordfish came out. The ruptured space behind it vanished, and the spare lightning bolts and gusts of spatial winds blurred as if they were illusions.


    Both of their hearts skipped a beat as the spaceship hovered in front of them, and a door opened at its side. From the door didn''te out any grand figure nor any catastrophic burst of Mana. It was just a simple man.


    This man had a one-horned ck mask on his face. And the greatcoat over his body was darker than the dark night they had ever seen. There was a long pole on his back, whose tip was protruding over his head. As the man stepped out, the entire spaceship copsed onto itself, scaring the hell out of these two figures, who were at the prime of this.


    But before the man could fall, two bat-like wings came out of his back. With a furious p of those wings, the man approached the Earl and Rosalia and stared at both of them.


    "What''s going on?"


    The sheer shock on Drago''s and Rosalia''s faces had yet to go away. As the man casually voiced out a question, the first one toe out of reverie caused by this incredulous scene was Earl Drago.


    "An Ancestor"


    Gulp!


    Only one word coulde out of Earl''s dry mouth before he had to gulp down a mouthful of saliva. Beside him, Rosalia knew the secret behind this man''s identity, and thus, her shock was tremendously higher than that of Drago''s. The man in question tilted his head and again asked.


    "What is it? Am Ite?"


    A wry smile came over Earl Drago''s face as all nervousness ran out of his pounding heart.


    "Haha! Ancestor, how can you ever bete for something now?"