The boy run as fast as he could but couldn't make a distance from the presence chasing him, getting flustered and losing his footing his footing on one of the tree branches, falling into the bushes, luckily managing to land correctly, but losing enough time for the presence to catch up, landing on one ot the tree branches and gazing at the boy, making the boy to sweat, remembering traumatic memories.
Totally indifferent to the boy's plight, the moon slowly reflected on the figure's lustrous silver hair, skin almost as vibrant as the moon reflecting off her skin, blue eyes as clear as the sea, and face as perfect as perfection itself.
The woman opened her mouth her eyes looking at the boy in a complicated light...
" Young master, please return with with me to the eternal pavillion, miss laudry is worried about you."
Hearing the name mentioned the boy, instinctively released a small amount of killing intent, making the figure sigh.
The boy opened his mouth expressing his discontent openly...
"This woman worried about me, why don't you tell a little better lie, even if the world will end this woman will only think about herself!"
Hearing his discontent the woman suddenly steeled her eyes, releasing her aura, telling to the boy...
"Young master I didn't question you it was an order from the miss, you can come with me quietly or or I'll have to use force."
Hearing so the boy laughed quietly, mumbling under his breath...
"You guys never change, do you?"
The woman with her sharp senses heard it but let it go in consideration of his incoming hard time.
The woman opened opened her mouth looking at the boy intensely...
"Well then shoul'd we immediately depart, just be sure not to get to far away, because I will take it as you needing a beating, son unless you love getting hit you better follow me closely!"
Hearing it the boy smiled politely, saying...
"Go fuck yourself!"
The woman frowned stopping herself from beating the boy up, on the verge of exploding.
"You better wait for your education, it looks like you forgot descent language!"
Hearing so the boy's eyebrow twitched, saying...
"I know I shouldn't be saying it but can you be anymore petty, getting agitated over a single curse, are you really a martial artist?"
The woman released a small amount of killing intent, immidiatly starting to run, saying...
"You better keep up or else... you know what!"
Flustered, the boy immediately started following the woman, several times isn'tt keeping up and getting beat for it the woman delighted while doing so, hearing the boy's squeals making her feel relieved from her stress.
After several days of running and rest in the middle, they arrived at a tall mountain from which could be viewed from afar a city reaching for the skies, as magnificent as the cloud it's trying to pierce, but for the boy he felt himself as the clouds the city was trying to pierce having no good memories of the place, forced to go into the execution ground against his will without the abillity to do anything.
Seeing the inexplicable expression of the boy, the woman sighed and signaled the boy to follow saying...
"Even though you probably don't want to hear it the miss Cares about you a lot more than you think, I don't think you need to worry as much as you are"
Hearing so the boy scoffed and followed the woman, into the place where everything started.