Orario has lost his champions 2.228

Inside the babies' room in Viggo's mansion, in the northeastern region of Orario, were Viggo and Alfia watching the babies in their cribs. In the room was also Rosewisse, Mikoto (Tsubaki's mother) and a young woman who was working as the baby's wet nurse. The latter had brown hair, a white headscarf, humble clothes, and a white apron with some spots.

Viggo approached Bell's crib, the baby slept in a light blue nightgown and white cloth gloves so that he would not scratch his face with his own nails. He had delicate white hair and closed eyes, as he was sleeping —come here, Bell, meet your aunt— he said, and took him in his arms. Viggo turned around and looked at Alfia, who was wearing the black robe, but had lowered her hood to show his face. Silver hair, oval face, green right eye, and gray left eye. No doubt beautiful, but her expression was a mixture of grief and rejection.

Viggo smiled and walk to her —don't be afraid, he's small, he can't hurt you, he can't reproach you anything— whisper —he's what you see, an innocent baby, all that's left of your sister.

Alfia looked at his face with resentment and watery eyes. A tear fell down her cheek and she stretched out her trembling hands to hold Bell. Viggo handed it to him carefully and Alfia held him as tears continued to stream down his cheeks.

—I...— said Alfia in a trembling voice.

—You don't need to say anything or take care of him— Viggo said. Alfia raised her face, thinking that he would ask her to take care of her sister's son. Viggo continuum —you just must be his family you just have to accompany him and visit him. Then, when he grows up, tell him what your sister was like, what she looked like, what she liked to do and what her relationship was like. Maybe help you—

—Anyone can do that— said Alfia, removing her left hand from the baby's back and bringing her face to wipe away her tears.

—There you are wrong— said Viggo, he extended his hands and Alfia held out to Bell with some reluctance. Viggo received Bell and went to leave him in his cradle. Rosewisse, the wet nurse and her aunt Mikoto looked at him worried about the situation. Viggo showed a kind smile framed by his shoulder-length red hair. He turned around and walked back to Alfia. Then point to the exit door and the two walked to the door and went out into the hall.

—What do you propose?— asked Alfia with anger in her gaze and distrust in her voice.

Viggo remained calm, brought his index finger to his mouth, and let out a soft one —shhh— then waved for them to move away from the room and walk down the long white hallway with furniture with a natural varnish and vases of colorful flowers.

—I don't propose anything— Viggo said in a thick, serious voice —I just want you to be Bell's family. As far as I know, you are his last living relative. His father died a few months ago in the dungeon, his mother died at birth. You are all he has left—

—Anyone can tell you about Meteria, everyone loved her— Alfia replied curtly as they progressed.

—In that you are wrong, you are Meteria's sister, the closest she will have to her real mother. As I told you, I don't ask you to take care of Bell, just know him, help him, tell him about your sister when he asks you, advise him. Come on, it's your sister's son. I didn't know Meteria, but I can judge that she was a free spirit. She went with her huge belly to and looking for the "angel" to bless her son. And you were always with her until you had to go down with the Hera family to the dungeon. No... I couldn't believe you told me Bell doesn't care—

—I have things to do, in the future I won't be there for Bell— Alfia said.

Viggo and Alfia stopped and looked into each other's eyes. Viggo with the windows behind him while Alfia had the wall and the furniture with vases with colorful flowers on his back.

—What do you mean?— asked Viggo.

—No, I... I can't tell you— Alfia replied in a state of nervousness.

—Is it that god?—

—No!—

Viggo took a deep breath and nodded, gave her a sharp look like a sword and said —Sooner or later I will be the king of the gods. That implies that what they do in Orario is my problem. I don't care if you get married, have a thousand lovers, live as an adventurer, a merchant or whatever. Just, don't make me kill you. It would be quite difficult to explain to Bell in the future—

—You're young, you don't understand anything. You don't understand what the gods have done to mankind—

—That doesn't matter and unless you can go back in time and correct those mistakes, it has nothing to do with you either. We can only be better and those who are not better than yesterday, only death remains—

—You're so childish, thinking you're right—

Viggo activated his clairvoyance, his eyes acquired a golden glow and he said to her —I've seen it, that's why I'm telling you. Now go and think carefully about what your next move is going to be. I don't care what that god believes, I don't even care that he's a god. If they do something to Orario, we will be enemies and I have no mercy on my enemies—

Alfia looked at him seriously, assessing the red-haired boy who looked at her with a severity rarely seen in people. His gaze was the steel that would slit throats and kill an army. She wondered where he learned to place that gaze.

—I understand— Alfia said, looking down and then looking into his eyes —Tell me why you care about Bell?—

—That's not your business, unless you really set out to be his family, everything about him is secret—

—If you don't tell me...—

—If I don't tell you what— said Viggo —if I don't tell you, you won't know what's best. You said I was childish when you thought I'm right. Come on, show me how an adult makes excellent decisions—

—Insolent—

—Conceited—

—You'd better protect Bell—

—That's not your business— Viggo said, stepping forward and putting his face very close to hers —I told you, unless you set out to become his family, everything about him is a secret—

Alfia pushed Viggo with his hands and he backed away. She let out a snort of indignation and walked to the stairs.

—Do you know where the exit is?— asked Viggo.

—Yes, I'm not stupid— Alfia replied, walking at a brisk pace as her mid-heeled shoes set the pace.

—Alfia— Viggo said in a powerful voice —I don't want to kill you— Alfia stopped, a deadly silence spread, and after a few seconds, Viggo continued —please make a good decision. I will help you to the best of my ability. I know you cared about your sister, Bell is her son, please remember that when you decide—

Alfia looked back at him, nodded, and continued walking down the white corridor with the windows to his left and the furniture with natural varnish on her right. She took the black hood of her robe and lifted it up, hiding her silver hair.

Viggo let out a sigh, shook his head, and turned around to walk back to the babies' room. Viggo played a couple of times in consideration of the baby's wet nurse. From inside Rosewisse answered a —pass—. Viggo turn the handle and go in.

—All right?— asked Rosewisse, sitting on a stool with Bell's crib on her right and the wet nurse on her left.

—All right, love— Viggo replied with a friendly smile, on his way to Bell's crib and found him sleeping. Viggo took a deep breath, took the baby in my arms, and cooed him. Bell let out a tremendous yawn with his small mouth that gained many sighs and giggles of happiness from Rosewisse, Mikoto, the wet nurse and Viggo himself.

—Don't worry, Bell, Dad will try to do his best— Viggo said with a small smile, he didn't want to kill Alfia, but from his words, it seemed that she had something planned.

—Please leave us alone— said Viggo, which took the wet nurse, Rosewisse and Mikoto by surprise. Viggo looked them in the eye and continued —please, it's only a few minutes—

—Viggo— said Rosewisse.

Viggo shook his head and said —just get out for a moment, it's nothing serious—

Rosewisse frowned but nodded anyway and got up from the stool. She looked at Mikoto and the wet nurse to get them out. The wet nurse nodded without any problem, but Mikoto advanced to Viggo and said —If you have any problems, remember that there is me, your mother and father and his other aunts. You are not alone, if you need help, ask for it—

—Yes, aunt— Viggo replied with a smile.

Mikoto nodded and walked out together with the wet nurse in the room. Rosewisse stared at Viggo for a few seconds, then turned his back and left the room. Then, Viggo, holding Bell in his arms, channeled his divine power to activate his clairvoyance. He quickly caught up with Alfia dressed in the hood and black robe, who was advancing at a brisk pace through the streets towards the region of Dedalus.

Then Viggo broke the bond between Bell and Alfia through blood and directed his vision to the church where that god, the red-haired warrior of the defunct Zeus and Alfia family, was previously located. They had fixed the door blocking the front entrance, but that didn't stop Viggo from entering the room and looking at the sorry state of an abandoned church. That god with black hair and green locks. It seems that they were calm and Viggo's visit did not worry them. Then, Viggo used his latest form of vision and traveled with his gaze to the future.

<< —I told you to consider Bell in your future plans, now I will have to explain to him in the future why I killed his aunt— said the Viggo of the future, in the same church, but everything was on fire. He held the swords of chaos as he looked at Alfia ahead of him.

The corpse of the black-armored and red-haired warrior was three meters away on the right, decapitated. On the other hand, the god was on the left without his legs and arms while bleeding.

—You don't understand— yelled Alfia in horror.

—I already told you, if they do something against Orario, that's my problem. I gave you a month and this is all you did. Evilus? What shit— said Viggo, stretched out his hands sideways, let go of the swords of chaos as the chains stretched out, and then fastened the chains. Then he closed his arms, the swords of chaos at the end of the chains did the same, and flew towards Alfia's neck, decapitating her in one motion>>

Viggo turned off his divine power and let out a stupid sigh. Then Bell in his arms began to cry and Viggo cooed him as he hummed a lullaby in a thick voice. The baby began to calm down and opened his eyes to look at him. Viggo stared at the small eyes with a red iris and smiled as he continued to hum the lullaby.

—Don't worry, Bell, Dad will correct some things. Unfortunately, there are silly people who need the necessary motivation—