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Lord of Mysteries:Fire of Destruction

A world thats rushing towards a dark ending. An slave traveler that yearns for his freedom. A fire that will consume anyone who stays behind. Will he be able to break the chains that bound him and reach the peak or will he just die like a sheep waiting to be slaughter. Wach him rise from the bottom and tries to discover why he came here. To save the world or rush it to that dark ending. This is a story of a traveler _________________________________________ Notes-Welcome to all new readers. This story was first published in the Novels section and only recently I have moved it to the fanfic part, in case you are wondering why there are two stories with the same name, that is why. I want to say that I am not a professional and that English is not my mother tongue so I hope you can forgive me for any spelling mistakes.

TheWitnes · Bücher und Literatur
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Chapter 59:Past Lunches

After that awkward moment between the two of them, they continued talking for another half hour, most of which was Robert apologizing and Adryan telling him he was fine.

Now it was 10:00 am and there were still 8 hours left for dinner with Robert, Adryan right now was at his house looking at the ceiling with a somewhat cloudy look.

Robert's question opened a wound in his heart that he was ignoring with each passing day and now it was bleeding again.

Sighing, the redhead put his hands to his face and then screamed loudly but his hands drowned out the scream.

Removing his hands from his face, the redhead continued to stare at the ceiling for another hour before hunger struck.

Getting up from where he was sitting, he went to the kitchen to prepare his lunch.

This time he decided to do something that his mom always did on Sundays and that was Milanese.

Seasoning the meat with a little garlic he began to beat the meat with a wooden hammer to flatten it.

He then broke several eggs into a container and then mix them vigorously until they were well blended.

Then he put the seasoned meat in the egg and then took it out and wrapped it in ground bread.

Heating some sunflower oil in a pan, and he deep-fried all the meat.

He had made mashed potatoes to accompany the Milanese.

I just finished cooking at 2:30 p.m. and I put everything on the table.

Looking at all the food that was on the table, he couldn't help but laugh sadly...

This was the amount that the four of them used to eat.

Shaking his head, the redhead sat down in his chair, and cutting a bit of Milanese, he put it in his mouth.

Now tears began to fall from his eyes as he ate...

Just like mom did...

And so he was eating between sobs while he remembered the days he spent with his family.

The talks he had with his brother while they laughed at their dad's bad jokes while his mom told him how her coworkers had brought cookies for everyone and that she had brought some for them.

So he was eating while the memories flooded his mind and his sobs sounded through the kitchen.

After eating everything, he washed his cutlery and then went to the bathroom to wash his face.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Adryan could see how his eyes were a little red and a little swollen from crying so he sighed and washed his face again before brushing his teeth.

He was in the bathroom for a while before going out and sitting back in the chair and staring at the ceiling for a long time.

So 5:00 pm arrived and Adryan got up from his chair to go to the bathroom and take a shower, leaving the shower he went to his room to change into something elegant for dinner.

After getting dressed, he looked in the mirror and saw that his eyes were no longer swollen or red, he simply nodded and left his house heading to Grandma Jenny's pastry shop.

It was already 5:30 p.m. and she picked up her order from Grandma Jenny who told her to enjoy it.

Thanking Grandma, he took a public carriage and headed for Cherwood Borough, arriving at 5:50 p.m.

Right now he was at 19 Peter Street looking for the building that Robert described to him and as the blonde had said it was a rather striking house.

The red roof made it stand out among all the others which had gray roofs, so sighing and fixing his hair and hat, he went to the door and rang the doorbell.

Neither Adryan nor Robert were nobles so he didn't have to worry that by arriving at the appointed time he would be frowned upon.

And after a while, a familiar blond man opened the door.

Robert had his blond hair neatly combed while wearing a white shirt with a brown vest.

Seeing him, the blond breathed a sigh of relief as he made his way so that he could enter and also gave a curious look at the pink box that was in the hands of the redhead.

"I really thought for a moment that you wouldn't come" Adryan gave him an amused look as he calmly walked into Robert's house.

"I told you there was no problem, so let's leave this topic behind, besides, I brought you something"

When he already entered the house and Robert closed the door, he handed him the box with the cake.

Robert holding the box in his hands opened it and his eyes sparkled.

"Adryan you didn't have..."

"I didn't know what to bring that would be a good gift so I decided on an apple pie"

"....Thank you for this..."

Robert closed the box again and took it to his kitchen.

Looking around, Adryan saw that the house was designed in a similar style to his own.

The first floor had a huge living room, a well-lit dining room, two guest rooms, a bathroom, a wine cellar, and a kitchen that stretched all the way to the back. But he couldn't know exactly what was on the second floor....

Robert carried the box to the kitchen and placed it on a small table.

Adryan could see that there was a saucepan in the kitchen that gave off a good smell.

'Apparently, Robert made soup for dinner' as he thought so Robert took out two bowls and placed them on the table.

"I hope you're hungry. I made a soup following my family's recipe and I warn you, it's a bit spicy" A smile was on Robert's face as he went to the kitchen and grabbed the saucepan to bring it to the table.

With a ladle, he was serving the soup in the two bowls.

Adryan took advantage and sat on the chair while he waited for the blond to finish serving.

Robert placed the bowls in front of Adryan and he could see the soup.

The soup looked delicious with an orange color, with pieces of vegetables floating in the liquid as well as pieces of meat.

"Would you like to pray to give thanks for the food?"

Robert's question surprised him a bit but he wasn't affected by it so he answered with a smile.

"I have no problem, Robert"

That was what he said but his thoughts were different

'Who the fuck am I supposed to pray to?'