Chapter 359 - Fairies of the Attic
Chapter 359: Fairies of the Attic
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Leonrick invited Angor to a seat.
“Can you help my daughter, Mister Mask?!” Cyndia immediately spoke, fearing that Angor would disappear all of a sudden.
Angor looked at this royal madame who had taken on a completely different look after a mere five days. She looked tired, and her once healthy cheeks had shrunk. Her skin had earned a pale yellow hue instead of her usual white.
A mother always suffered for her child’s misfortune.
Angor looked down and thought about his own mother, who devoted her love toward him and Leon until the last second of her life.
When Angor remained silent, Cyndia quietly sobbed on her seat.
“Doctor Caroline, can you bring Cyndia to her room?” Leonrick tried to remain strong. As the family’s last line of defense, he couldn’t afford to break down now.
After making sure his cantrip worked fine, Angor slowly left the count’s manor.
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A strange sight in the yard greeted Angor when he returned to Bay District.
Baal and Dodoro sat together while Trusan sat opposite them with a serious look on her face. Dodoro still looked innocent and carefree, while Baal had his head lowered in complete silence.
“What, you want to study with Dodoro too, Baal?” Angor asked as he entered the yard.
Baal quickly stumbled to Angor and knelt down. “Please! Take me out, sir! I can’t take it!”
With a running nose, Baal explained his painful experience in the morning.
Every time he tried to leave, the illusions of his victims would come haunting him again. He had to go inside the mansion to escape them, and he could only stay inside while he waited for Angor to return.
Trusan managed to hear his random ramblings when he was troubled by the illusions, which were about how he slaughtered countless people in his “career”. When Trusan came to scold him, Baal simply tried to threaten her into giving up by his usual violent means. However, the old lady didn’t back down at all. Instead, Trusan began to assault Baal with really harsh lectures.
And Baal couldn’t really harm Trusan because he knew that Angor hired this woman to come here. In the end, Baal’s only choice was to accept the lectures like a good kid.
Angor chuckled. “Come on. Granny Trusan only wanted you to amend your ways.”
But I don’t want to! Baal complained in his mind.
“Heh, I see. Baal, from today, you’ll be staying with Trusan. You have to ensure the safety of Trusan and Dodoro. At the same time, maybe you can also learn about how to act like a good man. I’ll allow you to travel in and out of the house.”
Baal shook his head madly. He didn’t want to imagine what those days would be like. Yet he dared not protest for real when he looked at Angor’s devilish grin.
“Welp, since Baal’s your bodyguard now, you can resume your original plan, Granny Trusan,” Angor said.
With that settled, Angor asked Baal to come into the mansion with him.