The True Legacy of Amandus (3)

Ellora couldn't tell what was happening.

One moment, she was participating in the trials of Amandus to gain a glimpse of the legacy and got trapped in a looping prison.

The next moment she broke through the loop and met her counterpart and possibly on rival, the prince of Morgast in the middle of some unknown dome like structure.

Just at the next moment they met the creator of the trials soul who dropped the metaphorical bomb and revealed both of their identities to each other.

Granted, she knew that she herself was an angelic princess, something she didn't know was that the Prince wasn't just the Prince of Morgast but also a Prince of Pandora.

Then they saw the effects of a bloo- Dimensional curse in action through the summoning of four different souls and the appearance of a strange Abyssal being.

That followed by the knowledge of some sort of seal and the appearance of several Abyssal monsters and the fact that the Soul of Amandus was giving them the complete legacy dealt a blow on their Pysche.

Oh yeah, did I say that the Prince of Morgast was apparently a Devil Prince?

Laying on her back, Ellora blankly stared at the stars before moving to look at Scoria.

Turning at the same time as Ellora, Scoria 

"...So you are the Princess of Heaven...?"

The voice that came out of Scoria's mouth was one of disbelief, not that Ellora blamed him, she could barely believe that the one that she thought to be a normal prince belonging to the world below was one that belonged to their neighbor, Hell.

"I'm still reeling over the fact that you are the Prince of Hell... Sir...?"

"Just... call me Scoria" His red eyes looked elsewhere as he rubbed the back of his head "We've revealed many things about ourselves already, what's the use of formalities am I right? Ha ha ha ha..."

Awkwardly laughing to himself he fell silent.

Now downcast, Ellora wondered on how to solve the awkward tension that rested on their shoulders.

Looking at Scoria, she got up from the ground and attracted his attention.

"I guess we have indeed revealed a lot about ourselves, so let's introduce ourselves one more time."

Grabbing his outstretched hand and pulling him up without problem, Ellora's blue eyes stared directly at Scoria's red eyes.

Near him, she was acutely aware of the height difference between them.

Shaking her head and getting rid of the stupid thoughts in her head she spoke.

"My name is Ellora Atak Anchelika, you knew me as Ellora Laga Nephele"

"Anchelika hmm?" Scoria rolled the name on his tongue before replying in kind. "Well Anchelika..."

"Call me Ellora"

"...Well Ellora, my name was Scoria Ala Akuma and is now Scoria Del Dmantra."

Hearing the name of the royal family of hell leave his mouth, Ellora closed her eyes as the sneaking suspicion and hope within her was doused mercilessly.

'...He just had to be part of the main blood line'

Sighing to herself, she looked at Scoria and grabbed his hand under the moonlight.

"The main bloodline hm?"

"Yes"

"Ah..."

Silently retracting her arm after pulling him up, the two of them awkwardly stared at each other.

And as the awkward silence fell upon the both of them, four figures appeared from the nearby rooftops and fell silently on to the ground.

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"Miss Evangelina! The Prince and Princess have reappeared!"

"What! Where!?" 

Sebastian burst into the office room only to see a disheveled headmistress with frantic eyes moving several magic screens around alongside several staff members doing the same.

"Nevermind! I found them!"

Jumping over the desk in front of her, Sebastian instinctually realized what she wanted to do and instinctively lowered his back.

And before he realized his mistake, the Headmistress had mounted his back and commanded him.

"Move Sebastian"

"Wait a minute! Why are you riding-"

"MOVE!"

"YES MA'AM"

Almost instinctually sensing something in her voice, Sebastian quickly tensed his legs and maneuvered his way through the myriad of hall ways and jumped out of an open window.

Running to the duo while cast in the background by starlight, Sebastian recalled the first thing he heard from the Headmistress when he went to check up on her.

Unlike how she usually was, she was unusually frantic and was incredibly disheveled.

That disheveled appearance somehow spread to himself when he learned from the Headmistress that the Prince and Princess duo had suddenly gone missing.

And like a disease suddenly the majority of the staff were disheveled.

Letting out a sigh, Sebastian imagined the incredibly soft bed he would be able to fall back on when this was done.

'Haa... Why do I do this to myself'

Knowing that the answer lay on his back in the form of a fluffy pillow, he let out a long sigh and continued to dash along into the night.

Unaware of the small prayer that the said pillow was whispering on his back.

'Please don't arrive before us.'

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"This is fucking boring" A figure with a scar running along the side of his face and cut through his eye grimaced.

His name was Carlos, and he was sitting on top of a box in some secluded corner of the academy.

The reason?

He was hired to kill someone here.

Spinning a dagger in the air, the man thought about the series of events that led up to this point where he was now waiting for something.

He came from the deep dark web of the underworld, having been part of a gang called the Caligos brothers, formed by three brothers that didn't hesitate to get their hands dirty when it comes to money.

And as they showed no morality over how they gained money, having hands in slavery, smuggling and prostitution, they had a high infamy in the dark world.

So as a rather prominent gang of the underground, they didn't shy away from murder of any kind if the price was high enough.

And he, Carlos, was a higher up in this gang who loved to take murderous deals, taking a sadistic pleasure in torturing and killing his victims.

Which was why when some unknown donor had appeared from out of nowhere and proposed for him to assassinate a Prince and Princess.

Although tempted he wasn't going to throw away his life unless the pay was good enough.

No use going for a short thrill in exchange for two angry kingdoms and a few pennies.

The payment however that the donor proposed, was a down payment of ten gold coins.

And with the currency value of a single gold coin being able to feed a well-off family for well over a year.

This was only twenty percent of the full payment.

So of course, he had to accept.

'But when are they going to come out!?'

When he had heard that the two targets had been withheld in the trials, Carlos was initially surprised before being delighted at the thought of completing the request much earlier than possible.

That delight quickly turned to impatience when the two targets were withheld for the majority of the night.

And with the moonlight hanging above their heads, Carlos was incredibly aggravated upon staying outside in the cold for a whole eight hours.

Sensing a presence, Carlos turned to a corner where a figure there was nothing but shadows.

"The Targets that have been withstanding the trials have now appeared sir" A figure engulfed in shadows appeared from the ground while kneeling to another.

The figure on top of a box stopped flipping the knife in the air and rolled their eyes "Finally we can do that God damned commission."

Moving the face mask upwards to cover their scarred face the Assassin spun the dagger and gestured to the other "Now then, lead the way"

Hearing those words the assassin nodded and spun around, dissolving into the dark embrace of the shadows.

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