Blind Faith

Lucy's POV contd

The rest of the day I had spent researching and re-reading the journal, looking for clues to discover Haruto's anomalous existence. I had my own hypothesis of course and this book basically confirmed it. But soon when he woke up again I would know for certain...the truth to the ritual.

But to my dismay, Haruto slept throughout the night and the next morning. I should have guessed so, his body needed time to releive his internal fatigue even if his wounds had been healed. In the afternoon I had had enough and he needed to wake up and replenish his hunger, so I went to wake him up.

He was still dazed and had forgotten that he was still very scantily dressed and immediately tried to stand up. I had already seen and felt every inch and corner of his body, admiring it for hours when he was unconscious, especially his special parts which I had spent significantly more time admiring and touching but sadly for him, he didn't know this.

His face was flushed with his signature look of embarrassment and blush, which I took great pleasure in, sneaking in one more glance to tease him more.

"No, it's fine...I forgot too" I lied as naturally as I breathed.

I went back to the door while giggling and instructed a maid to provide him with clothes.

"Don't spend too much time inside and don't even think of touching a hair on his body, understood?" I said sternly.

I waited till he came back all dressed and we both headed to the dining hall to have lunch.

I knew he had far more questions than I did, so I let him go first and he did not disappoint.

I immediately told him my hypothesis of him being from another world and how the spell form that was used to produce magical beings was in fact a spell form which brought people from another world here. I had this hypothesis ever since I found the journal but ever since the mana explosion a few days ago and now the existence of Haruto who was in front of me I was closer to the truth. I eagerly waited for his response and his small nod confirmed what I had felt for years. The sense of accomplishment was heavenly.

I then told him about the book and the lengths I had gone to acquire it. The final nail in the coffin of the ever-enduring mystery of the spellform ritual had finally been solved with verbal confirmation from Haruto himself. But more than that, the thing I had dreaded was also confirmed to gradually get closer.

It was no time to celebrate though because he said that there were many more people brought along with him, his whole class. The spell form ritual had been performed successfully by the humans, does he not know the weight of his actions, that fucking traitor.

I explained to Haruto about how a traitor had defected and given and taught the spellform to the humans, not realising that I hadn't mentioned that he was my Brother. Probably the hatred I felt for him made me subconsciously not even want to take his name. Some of that hatred leaked out in my words and in my aura.

I should have realised the next question to come out of his mouth.

"But who would do that, who would betray their whole race and for what!!" he said almost shouting.

For what indeed, I thought. I had asked myself that question many many times as well and I still didn't know why. But by all the obvious disdain I had been dished out by him, this was all probably because of me as well.

I told him it was my older brother and the anger I had faded and turned into regret. I could have probably stopped all this from happening.

"It's all my fault" were words that I didn't intend to speak but my mouth said before I realised they did.

Before I realised what I said, I heard another loud voice. My eyes shot up and all that happened in the few seconds had become clear.

It was like looking in a mirror, his eyes reflected the same emotions as mine. Self-blame and consumed by hatred at betrayal.

He immediately apologised, explaining his actions but I was too distracted gazing into his eyes. Did he really feel that way, does he truly know the pain and anger I feel, or wast it all an act like everyone else. But nevertheless, he had even come to terms with his emotions...something I had struggled with myself for months. How strong are you Haruto.....

I thanked him for bringing me back to my senses and we started eating and continued our conversation.

I continued by telling him about the geo-political situation of this world. About Miasma and about demons and how they learned to control it.

I also told him about my grandfather and Antioch academy. I had the urge to tell him everything and I wanted him to know everything about me.

But his reply caught my eye as he said he was in an academy too. For so long, I had wanted to know about the mysteries in those journals but equally so did I want to know about Haruto and his life as well.

I started rambling about the book and all I had found in it but as I continued speaking, an idea sprouted in my mind.

At this point, it was clear to me that Haruto was too special of an entity to let go, logically yes...but my emotions wouldn't let me, especially that dark desire in me. Still, I hadn't found a way to make him stay, to make him mine. Yes I could use force but I wanted him to do so himself, I wanted to eventually beg to be mine himself.

At this point I chose to take a gamble and put my blind faith in him, only time would tell if he was the child in the prophecy and what we would do together.

Gears started turning in my mind but if it worked it was foolproof.

I offered him the position of my knight.

I knew he didn't know what being a knight TRULY entailed and I did feel a bit guilty for not telling him the whole truth but I knew I NEEDED him, by hook or by crook.

The question he replied with was one that I had expected but I was hesitant to answer because I knew it would be painful. Even with the limited knowledge I had of the spellform, I knew that its effects could not be reversed, Haruto would have to stay here for the rest of his life.

The feeling of him looking sad was unbearable to me, I wrapped my hands around him and buried his face in my chest and I could feel a dam of tears flooding out of him. It filled my heart with joy that I was able to comfort him, almost a maternal feeling. But nonetheless, taking away even a little bit of his pain was worth it.

What surprised me was how readily he accepted after though. I thought it might take a bit more time to convince him, It felt nice how willing he was.

I didn't hesitate in conforming to the oath, I knew I should have told him beforehand but I couldn't handle him changing his mind. After the oath was done, however, I told him exactly what it would entail. Still, I was scared of how he would react but surprisingly his response was more regarding his duties as a knight that the consequences of the oath. Oh, my sweet naive child...

But yes, the conditions of the oath had to be fulfilled. But my research last night was all for this moment.

"It is time for some experiments..." I said ecstatically.