When The Moon Bow Towards The Truth

Iavis stiffened, inkling in bewilder to the words this young man has just release. Both wariness and qualm aroused in the golden man's heart.

"What does this young master mean?"Iavis retreated a few steps backward, still showing a gentle face, "Do you know you can be punish by the law for questioning an irrelevant question towards the royal family?"

Sylvester smiled lightly, his brow rosed: "Just curious your highness."He turns around, vaguely staring to the crescent moon. "I just find it funny on how things just keep happening."

"I expect this young master to clarify his words. What are you trying to imply?"

Sylvester only shrugged his shoulder, not even turning his gaze towards the golden man. His long and slender fingers touch the nearest leaf and a softly sound of shattered wind faintly resound. Iavis stared in daze, his intuition was telling him that this man is dangerous. Like a temptress. Hooking his victim and unable to escape.

He quitely chuckled at his own thought, narrowing his azure eyes,"They all said that this young master is fragile and frail but I don't think that's the truth. Say, young master is this our first time meeting?"

Finally, Sylvester faced him. The youth was still serene and peaceful without a hint of nervousness making Iavis distress.

"You guess."

"So it was you."A huge force came out in the golden man's body. "You are the black robe man?"he slowly asked as he approached the youth. Even though the young man did not admit straightly, his exploit tell him otherwise.

"No. What are you talking about?"

"Don't toy with me. This is our second time meeting right?"

"Yes."

"Then you are indeed that man."

"Huh?"Sylvester chuckled innocently, "Precisely, this is our second time meeting. We first meet in the dining hall remember?"

"....."Suddenly Iavis feel his mind went blank.

His ears turned red and the huge force disappear. He don't know why he lose control on his expression whenever he talk with this man. Just like the black man stranger. They feel similar but entirely different. This one is gentle and calculated while the other was vulgar and straight forward. But he can't give up on his hunch.

Sylvester grinned gently towards the edgy man. After devouring the power of greed, he can now withstand the holy aura of this man. But he can't still beat him. He was stronger than him in all aspect. Without Yuno, he will clearly be beaten by this man. He needs time. A lot of time.

Iavis coughed. His brow furrowed and reconstructing his usual face. The wind was unusually cold day, making his wet golden hair dry faster and blowing continuously on his forehead. He suddenly remember the health of this young master. He sighed and took the black cloak on the ground.

Sylvester was slightly surprised when the unsettle man took an initiative to leaned close to him. He even put on the cloak on the young man's weak body.

"I remember you just had cold. Then why bother go out at night? Unless you are faking that illness?"Iavis tone was somehow roughly, but the young man's body is indeed cold. Like a corpse. But he just let out a bait.

Sylvester lighty grinned, "I don't know why his highness can remember an insignificant matter. I'm really flattered."He tightened the grip on the fabric as he added, "Before I sleep at night. I will take a scroll in this area, just what you told earlier. It was a nice sorrunding."

Iavis glance deeply at the youth. Although the young man was talking, he was not looking at him. He was looking around but that did not stop Iavis from being in daze. He feel the....loneliness in his tone. Like alone. Walking in the abyss all alone. His heart throb but he remain in control. This is just an illusion, he thought.

His face returned to full of wariness as he slowly move away to the calm beauty. The night was dark and inky, there was a light breeze around them making their dress faintly flutter. It was a completely tragical ambience. But the youth in Iavis' eyes was different. He was lonely but full of vitality, and even filled with responsibility.

His ruthless face showed unexpectedly, he don't know why he feel angry with his idea. He don't understand why he want this youth to forget those deep emotion and only lit up with naivety and innocently. He was certainly crazy.

"Young master do you believe in god?"he asked suddenly.

Sylvester turned around. This question is a trapped for him. Both answer are sideway wrong. If he answer yes, then his reputation as an Obelima will be questioned.

He peacefully lifted his chin, "No."

Iavis right away smirk. Obelima don't believe in god. Their power came from their genes and blood. They don't need to worship any god to gift them the power they want. But that answer fully trigger his suspicion. He was the black man stranger. He knew it. Those power are not holy and pure, just like full of evilness. And this man did not show any amount of characteristic of power quality of his family. He was hiding it. With a proper monitoring, he can exposed this young man.

He stiffle his smile, "Why young master? Why don't you believe in god?"

The young man look away, "Although I said that I don't believe in gods, I still believe there are gods existed but I do not want to worship them."his sentence was just like Iavis expected.

"Because you're an Obelima? Or is there another reason for that?"

Sylvester smiled without looking him, "Both are true."He walk slowly and the cold wind breeze approached him, "You say that gods do exist but why is still there calamity? Disaster? You say that gods can protect us then can you tell me why people still conduct evil deeds? Why is there a crime? Why is someone even now still die? What's the reason?"

Iavis feel uncomfortable. Every words of the youth was lingering on his mind. Why exactly? But he refuse to believe on this young man words. He was confusing him.

"That's because it's the will of god, young master. There is no free will in this world. God can't control the minds of each individual."

"No you're wrong."Sylvester finally faced him, the tranquillity and calmness on his face was corrupting, "You said that it's the will of the god then why do you think people nevertheless do this kind of expolit?"

Iavis did not answer. The coldness in his heart has long been subdued by an unknown emotions.

"Humans are full of greedy mind. If the gods are really good that you tell me, then why does they only give power to the one who was worshipping them? Why did they discriminate others? If the gods you said is true then they should be equal. Disaster and crime won't occur if they are fair. That's the reason why people aroused their wicked instinct."

"In this world the strongest was respected and the weak serves the higher up, can you still tell me that the weak still will want to be a weak forever? That's the product of the unfairly treatment of the god. That's why fire occur on the south, floods and hurricane appear on the north and crimes are just normal in either east or west. You tell me where is your god?"

Iavis tightened the grip on his fist. Red blood flowed directly on the ground. The young man words make sense. Even though, he, himself a descendant of a god, he was now thinking that this world was not quite right. Together with the words of the youth, it increase his judgement.

"But that doesn't mean I am a practitioner of evil."The youth continued, "In the theory of this world, people who don't worship god are considered evil but what's the point of that supposition? When there is still catastrophe or unusual event. Individual do kind of tricks just to be fitted in the category of a righteous man. Funny, you say."

"Good are not good if you broaden your mind, evils are not bad if you understand their circumstances. Why does the bird fly when it has feet? Why does animals grew when it just have to be eaten?..."

"We are a product of our own destiny. Neither good or bad are just the same thing if not exposed. Did you see criminals admit their crime? No. But you see people confess their kind gesture and manner even if it not require."

Sylvester slightly paused, deeply staring at the silent man: "The most scariest thing is not people doing evil deeds but individual dressed generously using human skin for concealing their violent mind."he narrowed his eyes, "Is that right your highness?"

Iavis gnashed his teeth. His eyes still remained on the red haired youth, gently and calmly savoring each detail of his face. No matter how much he heard, his heart still refused to understand. But seeing this face, like an object discreet by evil thoughts, stayed pure and kind. Like a moon, shine brightly and bowed in his presence.

Sylvester smiled slowly, "I will go now your highness, Goodnight."

Iavis still look at him in daze. Even the youth has turn his back on him, his eyes remained unsteady. Slowly the figure of the young man has completely disappear to the endless darkness.

For the first time, his face change. The gentle and amiable prince has now had an appearance of a ruthless and cold hearted dragon.