Three Lives

The past of Zanir

After finishing teaching, Zanir opened the door in front of him that read "Wallace" aloud until Dag's voice sounded! it makes the ears hurt when they hear it.

"Alice! Look, what I brought you!"

A man was sitting on the sofa sipping coffee quietly. His red eyes caught Zanir who had just entered in his usual manner.

"I hope you open it more slowly. Said. "This is the umpteenth time you've broken the door."

"Oh, come. Don't think of such a small thing."

Alistair sighed. Want to be advised like anything will definitely not be heard by him. His always serenity alone makes Alistair overwhelmed to face it.

The package that Zanir was carrying was placed on the table and he took a cake from the package and ate it. Zanir's legs climbed onto the table and his back was rested onto the back of the sofa.

Alistair stands up and brews coffee for Zanir. The glass was placed on the table and Alistair sat back down while reading the book whose cover was already dull and dirty.

"What's wrong? Not as usual you look sad."

"sad? Wh who? me?"

"Not to deny. Let me guess you're dreaming about him again, right?"

Zanir looked down and his smile disappeared from his face. Alistair's guess was very precise. Eyebrows knew Zanir very well, his usual nature was just acting in order to hide his sadness about him.

"I don't know how to Eyebrow. I couldn't save him. If only..." The word is cut.

"It wasn't your fault. If you want to blame someone then the one to blame is the rules of this world."

Zanir fell silent and his thoughts went back to the past about 10 years ago, when Zanir was 7 years old.

"Zanir, look!"

A beautiful girl with silver hair pointed at a very beautiful lake. The water was bright even though it was night. The girl ran towards the lake happily.

"Chelsea, watch out you'll fall!"

Before long Chelsea stumbled and fell into the lake. It wasn't deep so she didn't drown but her whole outfit was wet.

"Chelsea!"

Zanir ran to help him but when he was close to the lake, splashes of water hit Zanir's face so he was wet.

"Haha... Got you!"

Chelsea looked happy after successfully making Zanir wet.

"Take a look at you!"

"Yes..!"

Zanir responded by splashing water but Chelsea ran to avoid the attack. The two played with water so they forgot that time had passed and it was now midnight.

"Chelsea, I think we need to get where we are or people at home will realize we're out of the house."

Chelsea looked disappointed that his pleasure had to end just like that but he did not want Zanir to be scolded by his father for following his selfish attitude. Disappointed, he had to return.

"All right..."

Zanir held hands and with teleportation magic they returned to the mansion. They immediately changed into wet clothes with their sleeping clothes.

After changing clothes he looked for Zanir at home and maybe he would find him. He stayed at his father's office door, hearing his father's voice speaking. Chelsea put her ear to the door to hear her father talk.

"It's true, with your strength this problem is very easy to solve. But, it's not a good idea to go alone."

His father sounded worried and he was not sure what problem he was talking about.

"Master, if we use a small army then people will not only be suspicious but there will also be panic."

The next voice Chelsea heard was Zanir's voice. He was with his father but he was curious what the two were talking about, both of which sounded very serious.

"alright. But promise me you'll come back safe."

"certain."

The two finished talking and Zanir immediately left the room. When the door opened, their eyes met. Chelsea were so shocked that he didn't know what to say. His voice did not come out of his throat.

"Are you okay, princess?"

Chelsea saw Zanir extend his hand and his attitude changed, he returned to being a servant as he always was. If there were only the two of them Zanir would call him by name but if there was anyone else then he would act like a servant.

Chelsea accepted the hand and stood up cautiously. He wanted to ask about what he was talking about with his father but it seemed that he had no intention of telling him because father must have told him to keep it a secret.

"Yes, I'm fine."

"Is Miss hungry? I'll make breakfast soon."

Zanir grabbed Chelsea by the hand and took her to the table. After a few minutes in the kitchen Zanir returned with a plate in his hand.

"Here we go."

After putting it on the table. Chelsea ate Zanir's omerice voraciously. He looked happy with the food Zanir had made. It makes him calm and comfortable.

"Are you busy? I want to be alone with you."

Chelsea looked sad but Zanir realized he must have heard his talk with his father. It was inevitable but for his sake Zanir also had to protect many people.

"Don't worry, after I get back from my duties we'll play all day.I'll also obey all your wishes, Chelsea."

"Really?!" Chelsea stood up with passion and her eyes twinkled. He was impatient for that moment to arrive. Zanir smiled and involuntarily stroked Chelsea's head.

"Yes. But please take care of Lucas and Eigero for me when I'm not around, maybe they'll cry if I'm not around."

"But... They seem to like you better than me." Chelsea looked disappointed. The two twin sisters Zanir always cry when he sees his brother taken.

Even though they were 2-year-olds, they seemed to understand that her brother had been taken from them. Chelsea is sad because Zanir is more concerned about his sister than him but that does not mean he hates it precisely because of his nature that is very concerned with his sister which makes Zanir attraction.

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Hordes of orcs were walking in the forest. Their bodies are huge and look like giants. As they walked made the earth tremble and made a loud noise. The orcs saw a way out of the forest yet they bounced backwards as soon as they tried to exit the forest.

An invisible barrier blocked their path. One by one the orcs at the very back fell with incisions on their necks. The other Orcs turned around when they heard a loud thud.

On top of the tree a small child dressed as a servant stood with several swords made of lightning hovering on his back. Orcs walked and tried to uproot the tree.

The closest Orc fell down with its neck cut off from the lightning sword that flew towards it quickly. One by one the orcs that approached fell with the same wound.

"I wish you guys had more fun for me, lowly orcs."