Guide Contract (2)

He menacingly stared at her.

“A useless Light Esper who should have died by now…” Gerald claimed.

Barbielle stomped toward him and slapped him.

“How dare—”

“Do you want to die?” Gerald threatened as his eyes darkened. Barbielle suddenly gulped as she took a step back. “Once I take that auracore from him, he can be yours… but for now, I need to visit this Guide of his.”

Newt stepped before Gerald, panting.

“His Majesty… has already allowed him to have extra security to prevent any accident like the incident that happened eight years ago,” Newt stated. “Any interference will be treated as treason. Lord Kael has full authority to execute you on the spot—under His Majesty’s order.”

Gerald smirked, grabbing Newt by the collar.

“Why would Father allow a Duke’s heir to harm a Prince?” he questioned, clutching the collar tightly. “If anything, Father would argue against it!”

Newt trembled as he raised his two hands together.

“Please… Prince Gerald. You must not cause problems anymore. Her Majesty asked me to take—”

“Is my Mother the master that you follow, or is it me?!”

Barbielle lowered her head in fear, realizing that Gerald only thought about himself. Newt closed his eyes.

“You… I follow you!” Newt yelled.

Gerald released Newt’s collar and kicked his table.

“Send word to the little Duke’s house… that the Crown Prince will visit.”

Newt bowed reluctantly.

“Yes, Prince Gerald…” he replied. Then he hurried out of the room and prepared the letter to Kael’s house.

Barbielle bit her lower lip and bowed, leaving the room as well. The two knights closed their eyes as they waited for their dismissal. Gerald seethed as his back was turned on the knights.

“Keep searching for her… hell will break loose if she’s not found soon…” Gerald ordered.

The knights nodded.

“Yes, Prince Gerald.”

As they left the room, Gerald crossed his arms and pondered. Who could Lord Kael have found as a Guide? There was only one possibility that every Esper could have one Guide linked to them.

“Was she really a better match than the first Guide, Kael? Are you fucking with the Royal Family after pretending that you don’t want the throne?” Gerald muttered, frowning.

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