Looking Around

The next day after Hector woke up he thought about what he should do today. He realized that most of his days were focused on killing, sitting in the bank, or training his dogs.

He had a good life full of hope and entertainment. Who wouldn't enjoy ending their day of killing and butchering sinners by playing with their dogs?

"Come here..." As soon as they saw him, they bounded over excitedly, tails wagging and tongues lolling out of their mouths.

Hector couldn't help but laugh as Gorm and Simar jumped up to greet him, their paws landing on his chest and their wet noses nuzzling against his face. He knelt down to hug them both, ruffling their fur and giving them each a scratch behind the ears.

"Let's play..." Simar spoke which would spook others if they would hear it.

"Sure we can but before I do have a question... did you like the food that I brought to you a few days back?" Hector said smiling wickedly.

"Yup, it was tasty. Do you have another?" Simar said while Gorm was slightly salivating.

"Soon." Hector then took them outside to give them a little exercise and playtime.

Outside Hector threw a ball across the yard. Gorm and Simar chased after it eagerly, their tails streaming behind them as they ran. Hector laughed as he watched them, marveling at their speed and energy.

When they returned with the ball, Hector took it and threw it again, this time aiming it toward a tree. Gorm and Simar raced towards it, but this time they had to work a little harder to find it, as it had landed behind the tree trunk. They sniffed around, wagging their tails in excitement, until Simar finally found it and brought it back to Hector.

Hector repeated the game a few more times, each time throwing the ball a little further or hiding it in a different spot. Gorm and Simar seemed to be having the time of their lives, leaping and bounding across the yard with reckless abandon.

As he headed back inside with his two furry companions, Hector couldn't help but feel grateful for the joy and companionship they brought into his life. He knew that no matter how tough his day had been, he could always count on Gorm and Simar to greet him with wagging tails and unconditional love.

He would need to question or test their loyalty to him, with little help from his corruptive powers they will be a proper instrument of his will upon this world.

While he lost any sense of guilt and his conscience free to pursue and achieve all that he desires, Hector still felt something akin to love for his dogs. He wasn't sure from where it came or if it was as strong as the love people have for their pets but he just adored their blind loyalty and brutality born from innocents.

When he decided that they had had enough fun he went back inside to eat something and later he would explore a little bit of Backlund City.

After he ate Hector boarded the carriage and went to see a house that Klein rented when he assumed the identity of Sherlock Moriarty.

What he saw before him was a two-story building made of red bricks and a small garden at the front. The ground floor of the house includes a living room, a dining room, a kitchen, and a bathroom. The living room has a large window that provides a view of the garden.

From what he remembered the second floor had three bedrooms, one he used as a bedroom, while the other two were used as a study and a storage room.

After a few minutes, he decided to visit notable places so he could familiarize himself with their location if he ever wanted or needed to visit them.

His next stop was Klein's future vila, then he went to see the cathedral of Evernight Goddess, Hector even went to see the home of Miss Justice but he kept his distance because he did not want to be seen as a suspicious person.

After looking for a home for Duke Negan but as he did not remember where his mistress lived and her description wasn't ideal for looking for her he gave up.

Hector planned to send Albert after him so he could bring him his beyonder characteristics.

"So let's put it on one path... Firstly I still need to acquire ingredients for the Devil sequence. Thankfully Albert knows its formula, then Jason will give his characteristics to Albert after a little bit of 'Chat'.

"For sequence 4 well that is for me to find out when the time will come, maybe dismantling Death Announcer would do a trick. But I'm not sure if it is sequence 4 or 3.

"And sequence 3 well..." While he spoke he looked at his finger on which he wore a golden ring with a crimson red gem.

"Sequences after that are... well that is for my future self to look for."

When he looked at the sky he realized that it is time for lunch and so he went to look at the nearby bakery as he had the desire to eat something sweet.

Hector's mouth watered as he approached the bakery. The smell of freshly baked bread and sweet pastries wafted out of the open door, inviting him inside. He stepped over the threshold, his eyes scanning the glass display cases filled with an array of colorful treats.

"Could I please have a few pastries?" Hector asked, his eyes still wandering over the tempting display.

"Of course! Which ones would you like?" the woman replied, her voice warm and welcoming.

Hector pointed to a few that piqued his interest - a flaky croissant, a buttery almond pastry, and a fruit tart with fresh berries nestled in a creamy custard. The woman deftly placed each pastry on a small plate, wrapping them up in a paper bag for Hector to take with him.

As he paid for his treats, Hector couldn't resist glancing around the bakery. The walls were lined with shelves filled with bags of flour and sugar, and the air was filled with the sound of ovens humming and the clanging of metal baking sheets, 'few severed heads would make this bakery feel more homely.'

Hector took his bag of pastries and found a small table near the window, where he sat down and unwrapped his treats. The croissant was warm and flaky, its buttery layers melting in his mouth. The almond pastry was sweet and nutty, with a delicate crumbly texture that made it impossible to resist. And the fruit tart was a perfect balance of tangy and sweet, with the creamy custard providing a smooth backdrop to the bright burst of fresh berries.

As he ate, Hector couldn't help but savor the flavors and textures of each pastry, feeling a sense of satisfaction and pleasure wash over him. He savored the moment, watching the people outside rushing by in their busy lives, while he took a moment to indulge in the simple pleasure of enjoying delicious food.

As he finished the last crumbs of his treats, Hector felt a sense of contentment and gratitude. The bakery had provided him with not only a delicious snack, but a moment of respite and enjoyment in the midst of his hectic day, the only thing missing was a sinner to butcher afterward.