Their Story and a Pervert
Kratos couldn't help but lament his fate; he was genuinely unlucky; even his old injury, his missing eye, started hurting. He caressed his eye patch and heaved a long sigh.
''I don't know exactly where they are, but I know it somewhere beyond the sea, maybe on one of many inhabited islands.'' Kratos finally answered his question, and Orpheus smiled.
''You see, I would have left if you had done it from the start. Now I've another question.''
Kratos almost coughed blood, but with a smile, he asked.
''What do you want to know?"
''He is here, right?" Orpheus asked with a voice that wouldn't appreciate a lie as an answer.
''Yes! He is at the Saint Star Academy.'' Kratos responded, not hiding anything. He knew he was there, but he didn't visit him because he was afraid, afraid of what the other party could do.
''I See. Take care. I'll see you later. I've got a job for you, and you know you can say no.'' Orpheus said before leaving.
Kratos cursed after Orpheus left.