Hunters And White Lotus

nineteen chapter

Isabella POVs

I never expected to live like this. Almost every moment of death always tempts me to obey.

I always lost my way of life. Not once did I obey the death twice, but as if fate would not allow it, I could always survive.

When I thought this world was hell, a ray of light came to me. It was not the ravaging light of fire, but a gentle white light

The light gave me a hint that there is still heaven for me in this world, even though it has now disappeared, it still shows traces of it. I began to follow him, trying to survive.

One day I hope to find him again. The light that gives me happiness.

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march 23, 2020, at 20:00. at the villa

"I accept it" I said steadily. The night breeze hit me, making my black hair bangs wave.

"Although with such an agreement?" ask Delon to make sure.

"All right if you use me as a weapon. As long as I live, that's enough" I replied. Delon fell silent and looked at me with pity.

"So how's the rule?" my question while moving the position to support the chin to the iron fence.

"There are actually many, but you definitely need to be within the reach of organizational oversight. Therefore you will enter the eastern group to be monitored. You are also allowed to participate in the mission, but if not please stay silent in this Villa."

"I'm on a mission" I replied quickly. Delon was stunned and looked at me for a moment.

"explain. I don't want to be silent." I shrugged my shoulders slowly.

"You've got a lot to practice.You know the east chief won't hesitate to torture you with practice."

"I think my life in the next few months will be hell" I murmured lazily. I'm propping up his chin on an iron fence. The magnificent buildings that flicker far ahead.

"Hey, did your dad really turn it off?" Delon asked quietly

"Eitherway. No one knows. She went somewhere right after I was born, so my mother said." I shook my head slowly.

"Where could he possibly last any longer with such severe injuries." Delon was holding up his chin next to me.

"A thousand years is no small thing.I think he is hiding with his followers. But the most important thing is not now."

"Racist group?" guess it

"really. I can't believe they're active anymore and they're even stealing heirlooms." Ketusku

"Smooth concealment in the organization of hunters. Racists are slippery snakes. They managed to disrupt the white nymp center and headquarters." Delon muttered annoyedly.

I smiled a little at his wry expression. Delon has been my best friend with Lucy for over a week at the villa. Of all the spirits that inhabit this, only the two of them are acting normally towards me.

"Delon, you love wearing this guy.Why?" Ask pleasantries.

"The first form is handsome and makes me notice the beautiful creature called the woman and the second form is too small and can not speak except meowing." Saying relax

"Basar flirtatious," I pretended to be amused

"Whatever you say, but that female creature is so soothing." Speak with sparkling eyes

"I'm a woman too,"

"No, you're a demon."

"No eating Dyra, right?" I smiled in annoyance

"Well sorry. I'm just kidding." He shrugged his shoulders slowly.

I exhaled softly then punched the shoulder of the beautiful creature beside me.

"With this form you are very close to Lucy. Let me guess you're in love with Lucy, right?" My god.

"Indeed, we are married" he said casually.

"Did!?" I called out hysterically.

"Really?!" My words don't believe

"really." He nodded slowly

"You two have food ready." Lucy suddenly appeared behind us in a maid suit and blond hair tied up with a horse. Makes her seem more cute at the same time elegant. His eyes were staring at both of us.

"Ah, dear.new I talk about. You are so cute!!" Delon immediately rubbed the tip of Lucy's head in a fit of anxiety. But Lucy quickly clasped Delon's hand.

"Stop doing this old man." cried coldly.

"I know you're just embarrassed, baby..Isabella let's eat!" Delon went straight inside. I just chuckled, Delon is ridiculous.

"I wonder why I fell in love with such a spirit." Lucy breathed for a moment "Let's join us Isabella" she said as she walked in. I nodded slowly and followed in his footsteps.

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I lay lazily on the soft mattress, leaving my black hair in disarray. My eyes glared at the ceiling without thinking about anything even though annoying whispers were bothering my ears.

"It doesn't stop what you're gibbahing." I said

"Haha!" I don't know what happened when Dyra laughed in my head.

"Just this time you're beating. Bodo is usually very." Dyra spoke still with her former laugh

"I don't know where the funny thing is." I muttered back, "How about you, better?" My side while moving the sleeping position.

"Much better, I didn't think Lucy had such great magic." The compliment.

"You've got a lot more thoughts well.I can feel your sad emotions." Dyra asked back.

"Dad." I said in the middle of the chew

"You miss that guy?" All right, well, the question he's had made me almost choke to death on an apple.

"I kind of like that guy..," murmured Dyra

"I just found out you're a Dyra woman."

"Sorry, different from living beings who have two genders. Spirits have no gender."

"Although so you can still produce offspring. I don't understand how you're reproducing." My reply.

"Different from living beings in general that makes our descendants spirits can be said to only "plant" half of ourselves into a new body of the descendants of the container we inhabit. That part of us will develop into a new figure with new memories. So when you got in touch with that guy, I sent half of me to plant to your son as a breed."

"What the hell!!, don't speak of Dyra origin!!" I screamed shamefully. I think my face's turned as red as a boiled crab.

"sorry. I'm just taking an example." Answer without sin.

"Can't you take another example!?"

"Nothing to think about."

I exhaled an irritated breath and then pulled the blanket over my entire body.

"Hei Dyra's. I'm like a fool no. Missing something that won't even come back" I said sadly.

"Stop it. But all I know is that man must still be alive." Dyra seemed uninterested.

"Although he won't return. In the end I will die in his memory." Sad answer.

"Forget about him. This way you won't focus on your goals." Dyra.

"But I'm still expecting it" murmured .

"Dream him in a dream. Now sleep. You have an important event tomorrow." Dyra rules like my mother.

"Yes mah. Good night." I said mockingly.

(***)

24 March 2020. In the hall bring the land of the east villa.

I swept my gaze around while tapping on the handle of my wooden chair. A giant lamp hung on a hollow ceiling, capable of illuminating a room with its own light. The walls are made of black volcanic rock that is polished shiny. Meanwhile, the red fur carpet became a luxurious pedestal that we pajaki.we?.yah I was in the middle of the row of seats "prospective" members white nymp.

Let me explain more about white nymp. White Nymp is an organization of spirits who handle cases involving magic and spirits. Such as misuse of magic items (magic items), illegal magic learning, handling of demons and everything related to magic.

White Nymp's main task is to guard and supervise so that "magic" does not leak into the outside world. For the task of handling the devil is actually preferred for hunting organizations but sometimes these two organizations work together.

Indeed, basically these two organizations have been working together since the first time in the form of the first "witch", the holder of the god's weapon. A maha dasyhat weapon combined from the six heirlooms of the spirit ancestor.

Forget about the past. White nymp is an organization of spirits.

"Issabella!." A man in blue from the stage up ahead called out to me. This is what I'm waiting for, the introduction of a white Nymp member candidate.

I immediately stood up and walked with all my courage even though while tidying up the white alma mater I was wearing. My feet finally arrived on the stage, suddenly the aura became gripping and suffocating.

The suitably tuned man gave me his mic. I also accepted it awkwardly.

"Hello.good morning everyone. Meet me Isabella. White Nymp member candidate" I said.

Everything is just silent creating the silence that dominates the room.

The devil yeah

What was the point of him coming here?

Why is this disgusting creature there?

"I'm sorry, but if you guys have a problem with me you better tell me right away." I said seriously, my red iris defies anyone in front of me.

"Sorry.sorry. It's not that you're just a weapon. Why are you standing there?" Asked a man who was sitting three meters in front of me, his expression seemed to be looking down on me.

"I'm a weapon but no one is barring me from standing here?" I replied haughtily.

"You know you don't deserve to stand there, why don't you just hide.You know you're dangerous." he smiled mockingly.

"I envy yes, unfortunately I'm not a coward like you." I replied lightly. Success made him angry.

"Yes, just go straight. My goal of becoming a member of the white Nymp is just one." I said steady

"Become one of the leaders of the white Nymp."

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*Magic item: magic supporting items/equipment. It can be a weapon or an accessory

*God weapon: an almighty weapon created from a combination of six ancestral spirits (this will be explained as the story progresses)

*The first witch: the first human to be taught magic by the spirit ancestors and believed to hold a god's weapon. Although he was the greatest human being in the history of witches, he died of age.

*Maid: black and white maid dress.

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