
After hearing Louis's wide explanation, Louve and Merlin grew convinced. They also tell of the state of the werewolf race here after the burning. Where Uncle Gill did not stop to strengthen the guard. He was awake every night. Even the full moon night party began to be canceled because Uncle Gill's fear made him unable to enjoy the party.
Uncle Gill always thought vampires would attack when they had fun. That fear sometimes made Uncle Gill abusive. During that time Louve also chose to spend time with Merlin for fear of his father's rampage.
Deep trauma eats away at Uncle Gill's conscience. Many werewolves are getting tired of their behavior. There were even those who had mounted horses to take down Uncle Gill as the head of the territory.
"Later tonight I'll talk to dad" Louve said after feeling better. Phyllis gave him a glass of warm water. Louve drank it all over.
"I went along to explain what happened" Merlin continued.
Louis immediately forbade it. "Take your mom and dad here. Let me explain" Louis ordered. Although he did not know what he would do, but in the end Louve according to.
While waiting for nightfall, Louis takes Phyllis out and practices her magic again. Since Phyllis already knew where the origin of magic power came from, Phyllis had no doubt that Louis would be her mentor.
Merlin and Louve live inside the house, spending time together in the room while exchanging ideas. Sometimes there are sounds of laughter and arguments, but soon it becomes silent.
"Why can't you ward off my softening magic?" phyllis asked while bewitching a stone to become soft.
"I'm not that strong, Phyllis. Let me help you study again" Louis asked and raised his right hand.
On top of his palm was created a wisp of burning orange fire. It looks terrible but not hot. Just like property. But when noticed, there is a ball in the middle, where it is the source of the appearance of the fire.
Louis then extinguished it and pointed towards the stone that Phyllis had conjured. He concentrated the energy there and suddenly the stone broke into pieces.
"My magical powers belong to the heat group. Where is stronger in attack than in self-defense. I learned the attack from within because my strength is an illusion, requiring control from within" Louis explained.
Phyllis nodded in understanding. He looked at the formless stone, then picked it up. There was no magic left. All broken Louis to nothing.
"I can remove the magic, but I'll also destroy the container" Louis continued, stroking Phyllis' head.
"That power of your illusion just makes someone else hallucinate or something else?" phyllis asked as she again bewitched the rocks to soft, followed by Louis destroying them.
"There was. I've never tried it" Louis replied casually. But he was a little distracted because Phyllis did not stop bewitching the things around.
"Hm? Wh why? Is that off-limits?"
Louis' smile began to wear off. "No. It's about someone's memory" Louis replied, stopping Phyllis. The girl turned to Louis with a frowning forehead.
"In order to create an illusion, I have to get into the source of his mind. The brain. I can control it and create false memories, which are also illusions."
Hearing that, Phyllis just kept quiet. He looked into Louis' eyes. Eyes that are difficult to explain. Looks flat but contains a variety of feelings. Awe, fear, and worry.
Louis smiled again and kissed Phyllis slowly. "I've never done it. And I don't want to do it either unless it's urgent."
There was no reply from Phyllis, but slowly her smile expanded. The girl nodded her head in understanding and returned to cast a spell on the surrounding objects.
This day Phyllis spent her time training her magic reflexes again after a few months of rest. It didn't take long for Phyllis to come back as agile as before. Thanks to Louis's nimble help, of course Phyllis can hone his abilities.
But arriving at the dining table, the two Louve parents were silent when they saw a familiar figure walking closer to the dining room and kitchen.
Uncle Gill immediately stood up and pulled his wife, son, and Phyllis. But Louve held Uncle Gill's hand and stroked his shoulder slowly.
"Quiet, dad. Let us explain what happened" Louve said softly. Phyllis immediately approached Louis, while uncle and aunt were invited to sit down again.
Although still wary, but both according to after seeing Louve's calm response to the presence of the vampire prince. Louve poured warm tea on her parents. Merlin serves freshly cooked fried chicken to the table.
Once everything was ready, they sat down in their seats. Phyllis was beside Louis, very sticky even though Phyllis' face looked flat and uncaring. But his attitude that always tailed Louis made Merlin and Louve anxious.
"So.so what's the matter exactly?" ask Uncle Gill impatiently. Aunt Gill held her husband's hand and looked at him, asking him to be patient more as this was just beginning.
In the end, they spent the night together. Chatting pleasantries about Phyllis and Merlin's life during Uncle Gill's absence. As is known if Uncle Gill began to experience interference due to stress and fear, so he did not pay attention around.
That night, Uncle Gill realized that he was far from the Cayenne family. Guilt enveloped every word he spoke. Shame for not accompanying Phyllis in the worst moments, not caring about his wife, behaving abusively to the Louve, and making Merlin have to work harder to protect his beloved sister.
Slowly the raging feeling within the heart started to wear off one by one, Uncle Gill could already smile. Every chat began to be taken casually and did not forget he said sorry as the closing dinner together.
Louis looked satisfied to see togetherness back at the dinner table. The calm and serene feeling in front of him made him feel comfortable as well. So that Louis can freely tell what happened.
Starting from the origin of witches and werewolves, the fight between them, the division of territory, and culminating in an incident that traumatized Uncle Gill.
"The vampire who attacked the werewolf village was a vampire from the Washington Family. He was our guest at a banquet that was held every fifty years. We'll take turns to have a banquet, and it's Campbell's Kingdom's turn to host it."
"This massacre was not committed by Washington at all. They always make noise at every banquet. Maybe it's because we were too busy taking care of things, we were too late to keep an eye on Washington."
Uncle Gill said nothing. But his chest hurts, given the past events that killed his family and left the werewolf children. Forcing them to grow on their own without adults.
Long enough Uncle Gill was silent while arranging his heart which was again destroyed because of that dark memory. Aunt Gill kept hugging him tightly until Uncle Gill began to dare to look at the vampire opposite him.
Louis smiled kindly welcoming Uncle Gill's courage to stare at the figure who had been considered the enemy and threat of his race.
"I'm Louis Campbell. All this time Campbell's been protecting werewolves around from these crazy vampires. Unbeknownst to you, we continue to protect. In addition to avoiding misunderstandings again, we also do not want any commotion in this forest."
"Yes. I understand. Thank you for coming to get things straight," said Uncle Gill slowly.
"Thank you for understanding" Louis replied, stroking Phyllis' head, giving a sign that the matter was over. The witch smiled little.
"Oh, then.why are you still alive?" asked Uncle Gill suddenly.
Both of Louis' eyebrows shot up, startled. He also realized that he had not explained anything about the way he fled.
"Well, so it's like this."
That night, Louis becomes a mother figure who tells the story before his children sleep. The Gilbert and Cayenne families ended up sleeping there together.
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