Chapter 75: Did you touch Lily

“Hmmm, what do you mean little Zel? Can’t a worried older sibling visit her younglings.”

“If that was the case then you wouldn’t have done so in your uniform.” Azazel replied. “I already know the order was going to approach me so cut to the chase.”

“Bahhh, you’re no fun” Elsa said, before taking a seat beside him.

Azazel got a good look at her face and it was just as he remembered.

Black hair with a pair of honey colored eyes and fair skin.

She looked like an older version of Leona with bright honeyed eyes instead of the usual icy ones.

Her height though, was another similarity they shared.

She looked as tall as Leona and draped in that uniform—a soft gray tunic with black pants, a black waistcoat with the insignia of a wolf and an overcoat resting on her shoulders, she was basically radiating authority despite the cheerful way she spoke.

Elsa tilted her head softly, when she found Azazel staring she smiled softly.

“What? Are you mesmerized by my beauty?”

“You flatter yourself.” Azazel deadpanned.

“Tch! You brat.”

She took out two pieces of candy from her pocket then offered one to Azazel.

“Here”

Azazel stared at her hand, or rather the candy in her hand, he let his gaze linger then sighed before accepting it.

He didn’t open the candy immediately instead he placed it behind his cloak.

The silence stretched on to an uncomfortable degree then Elsa finally spoke.

“It’s as you said, the chaos order requested an audience with you.”

Azazel arched his brows.

“So they decided to send the one person who I was comfortable with, those old foxes.”

Elsa laughed.

“Hehehe, they’re an insufferable bunch.”

“Is it alright to say that about your superiors?”

“Heh, they’re not here are they?”she said. “That aside, the elders wanted to speak with you, uh regarding that technique you used.”

“Figures.” He responded with a groan. “There’s no way something like that would go unnoticed.”

“Exactly Zel, what were you thinking!” She scolded.

Azazel felt a faint sense of nostalgia at her attitude and somehow, he couldn’t help but smile.

He remembered a certain sister at the orphanage under the church’s guidance, she would always scold him whenever he did something reckless and she had a nickname for him, everyone at the orphanage actually did but no matter how he tried, he just couldn’t remember it.

A faint smile tugged at his lips from beneath the mask.

’I wonder how she’s doing, how they’re all doing.’

Now that he actually thought about it, he felt sorry.

He wanted to repay their kindness once he had gathered enough but most times, life never followed the path we had laid out.

“Zel?”

“Hmmm…”

“You blanked out for a minute.”

“I did.” he admitted. “Did you say something?”

“Nothing much, I was just wondering how you managed to come up with such a technique.”

Azazel took off the mask allowing strands of his bright red hair to catch the moonlight.

“I didn’t come up with it, Leona did. I merely executed it because I knew something essential for the technique that wasn’t included in her thesis, if anyone should get the credit then it’s her.”

Elsa gasped.

“Oooohhh, aren’t you a cutie.” She said ruffling his hair. “Standing up for your sister like that, I knew you adored Leona but I didn’t know it was to this extent.”

“Tsk! Stop it.”

Her smile dimmed a little.

“Well I mean, you just killed for her like half an hour ago I’d be more surprised if you didn’t.”

Azazel wasn’t the least bit surprised, his eyes narrowed slightly then he exhaled.

“You saw that huh?”

“Yes I did.”

“Then pretend you saw nothing.” He ordered without any particular emotion.

Elsa grinned.

“Yesss, young master.”

She reached for her pockets then brought out a pack of cigarettes, her finger brushed past the rolls.

“Well it’s not like I came to meddle actually, although if you didn’t do it we would have probably done so ourselves, either way it works out fine little Zel, it’s nice to see you all grown up, seems like tagging along was worth it.”

Azazel froze.

“What do you mean, tagging along?”

“Well I wasn’t the one instructed to bring you to meet the elders, someone else was.”

She lit the cigarette between her lips then took a slow drag.

“And he doesn’t seem very fond of you so I tagged along in case he tried something stupid.”

At that moment, Azazel felt a small distortion in space then a voice sounded behind him.

“Elsa, so this is where you were, and you’re with the dead weight.”

Azazel didn’t spare the newcomer a glance because he already knew who it was.

“Oh goody, it’s a Von.” Azazel spat with disdain.

Elsa couldn’t help but burst in a fit of laughter.

“Ah… hahaha, you.. kehk… you’re also pffffftttt, a Von, heh.. hehe.”

The newcomer slowly stepped towards Azazel, the pale light of the moon caught his features.

Black hair with a stroke of gray and icy blue eyes.

He also wore a uniform similar to Elsa and his overcoat bore the insignia of the Chaos order.

He stepped between them, deliberately blocking Elsa’s line of sight, but Azazel didn’t even look up.

Elsa merely watched with interest, something about her cousin changed and she knew it.

His recent displays made her extremely curious.

From that cold brutality to his recent reactions, everything was starting to impress her.

Well it wasn’t like he wasn’t always like that, others couldn’t tell but Elsa who had always been close to Azazel could see through his façade.

The boy wasn’t a deadbeat as he made himself seem.

He was a venomous serpent lying in wait for an unsuspecting prey to make its move and right now, that snake had shed its old skin and had evolved into something more dangerous.

Elsa wanted to see exactly what he had become.

The newcomer scowled at Azazel then spoke in an extremely insulting manner.

“Do you have nothing better to do than play around, allowing a mere servant on your bed? You’re still as ridiculous as the rumors suggest.”

Azazel let the silence stretch between them, then he responded.

His voice was cold, with a barely concealed hint of murderous intent.

“Did you touch my servant, Zander?”

“What?” Zander replied with a frown.

Azazel turned slowly, his eyes had lost its icy hue and had taken on the sickly violet color of Akathartos aura.

“Answer me Zander.”

Lightning flashed.

“Did you touch Lily?”

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