
Somewhere.
Five men were seen meeting at the round table. They are the main leaders of an organization that has big ambitions.
"It's a pity yes, the aura has disappeared" said the first man.
"Yes, it's a pity we're late." The second man's saute.
"If only we could invite him to join our organization, it might be possible to raise nyaA only need one more small step. It's a pity that we're not fast enough" said the third man.
"Truely, it is indeed a pity but the question is why did his aura suddenly disappear as if it was swallowed by the earth? Is he really dead?" Asked the fifth man, he thought that his aura had suddenly disappeared it was very awkward and strange.
"Let's know, it might be true that he's dead" the fourth man replied hesitantly.
"Yes, she's really dead because her Aura has already disappeared without the rest of it for sure." The first man's saute.
"What's your evidence?." The fifth man glanced at the first man.
"Nothing" replied the first man with fear shortly after being glimpsed.
"Although normally the aura emanated from the human body cannot be felt anymore after they die but there are some special humans who can go against that law. What if he's one of them?" Said the fifth man.
He went on to inform all other meeting participants of their personal opinions.
"It's just my opinion that she's not dead, the reason behind her sudden disappearance is because she pressured her to the minimum that we all can't feel anymore."
Everyone who was meeting at the round table was so shocked by his statement, was it possible for someone to suppress his aura that was so large that it looked so small? It hardly feels anymore.
That's clearly impossible. Normally the Aura could only be suppressed for less than 50% of the entirety, even then it will not last long because if too long Aura is pressed it can explode like a bomb and destroy the body of the owner of the Aura to shatter into pieces.
"Thou-impossible, that's not possible." Saut the third man.
"Truly, that's impossible." Saut fourth man.
This man let out a long sigh and then expressed his opinion again to the meeting participants.
"Then, try to explain what other reasons make more sense than I think?"
They were all so shocked again that they could not speak anymore and one of the men ventured to express his opinion.
"What if he really dies, the reason behind the disappearance of his Aura is still a mystery." Said the first man.
"Do you think an Aura that is almost as big and powerful as a nyaA, can die easily? Yuusha is no more. So who can fight him now? Wh who? Who could kill him? I really can't believe that he's been killed by a very weak Kroco."
"Okay, I don't know either." replied the first man.
The five of them also debated again about why the Aura that suddenly emanated from someone and then suddenly vanished like swallowed by the earth.
"Yosh, everybody listen up!" Said the fifth man who instantly stopped their debate.
"We can't keep nailing this guy, we're going through the plan as usual. If one day this guy gets in our way, we'll kill him right then and there. Does everyone agree? Arguing continues to be of no use!"
"Yes, it should be!" The third man then raised his right hand as a form that he agreed that debate without evidence would only take time.
"Okay, I agree too!" Said the fourth man while raising his right hand which also agreed the same as the third man.
The first man also raised his right hand followed by the second man who also agreed.
"Everyone has agreed, then let's move on to the next issue that we have to discuss together!" Said the fifth man leading the debate.
....
In one room, this place looks like a pretty luxurious and nice room. Mattresses with pillows and blankets that look soft, white walls that look elegant, 1 small figura that contains a family photo on a small table with a drawer next to the mattress. Arata was unconscious or rather was sleeping on the bed.
Arata perlahan bangun meskipun matanya belum terbuka sepenuhnya, dia melihat sekelilingnya.
What the fuck? Where'sme? Is this a dream again or is this reality? Though yesterday I was already an adventurer in a fantasy world but it turned out to be just a dream huh.
It's unfortunate but it's okay. The truth is painful but it is better than a beautiful dream. Oh yeah, by the way since when was my room this good?
I tried to hold the blanket.
What the fuck this blanket is, I don't remember ever having a blanket this soft as well.
Then I held a pillow.
It's also soft.
I rubbed my eyes with both hands and opened my eyes completely.
What I saw was a room that looked beautiful and elegant like a rich man's room.
I was surprised and muttered "uh? Whatisthis? Am I reincarnated again?" Then get off the bed.
I approached a mirror not far from the bed and saw my appearance. I was surprised again, why did I suddenly wear white nightclothes? Where did the plain black shirt and my pants go first? Is this still in the same fantasy world as yesterday?
"What the fuck is this outfit? Sleeping clothes? Who put it on me? Did I reincarnate again and now I am the son of a rich man? It's so weird but this shirt isn't bad either." I murmured in my heart while identifying the nightgown.
I thought, whether I am still in the magic world or not, I proved it myself by using magic.
I raised my right hand and said "fire" for a moment, a burning red fireball the size of a round ball. The fire was warm like a fire in general.
"With this it is certain that I am still in the world of magic, then why am I suddenly in this pretty good room? Am I being kidnapped? And indeed the tradition in this fantasy world requires that kidnapping someone must be given a nice and beautiful place so that the person does not run away? Is that really so?" There are a lot of questions in my head about why I was in this place.