c43: The Red Reaper

“Rose?” Angor was taken aback a little. “For me?”

The flames in the reaper’s eye sockets blinked. It nodded.

Angor tried reaching out for the rose.

Flora did not say anything. However, when she saw Angor reaching out, her expression became grim.

Sunders did not participate in the conversation. At this moment, he obviously became serious for some reason.

Of course, everyone had seen Angor’s action. However, they could not see the Red Reaper. Considering the boy reached out a hand, and Sunders and Flora changed their attitude, the only possible conclusion was—

“Something is here that only Flora, Sunders and Angor can see. It’s called Red Reaper, and Angor is going to take something from it.”

“But why are Flora and Sunders changing their attitude drastically?”

Heroline was getting a faint feeling, that once Angor took whatever there was, she would lose something important. Heroline tried to stop Angor, but before she could move, a great force repressed her down. She could not even find enough strength to speak.

She could hear people around her whispering to each other. She was the only one who could not move! She looked at that man in fear. Sunders was not even looking at her, and he still locked her in place.

There was no doubt. Sunders knew what Heroline was going to do. He disabled Heroline without raising anyone’s attention.

Such a dreadful being.

Angor’s hand finally connected with Red Reaper’s.

A cold feeling spread from his finger.

Was that how bones felt? It felt real. Yet something strange came upon Angor’s mind, albeit just briefly.

With uncertainty, Angor took the exceptionally bright rose from Red Reaper.

It was redder than fresh blood.

When Angor took the rose, a small commotion rose from the people around him.

Angor did not realize that what he just did was a completely different sight for the other people. When he reached his hand into an unknown space, the air went blurry, and his once empty hand was suddenly holding a bright-red rose.

Fetching something from thin air was not a difficult task for supernaturals. However… Angor was a mortal who had not even started to learn mana channeling. How was that possible?

It was real then? A “Red Reaper” was here, and no one could see it even with their spells?

Angor looked at the rose in his hand. It was really bright and gave out a very pleasant smell, but apart from these features, it was just an ordinary rose.

As Angor checked the flower, Flora covered her mouth in shock. She looked at Angor in a complete loss, and then glanced at Sunders. She swore that it was just a prank. Little Red did not exist in this world. It could not interact with reality without using special spells.

She did not expect that Angor actually took the rose! Also, it “became a reality”. The rose appeared in this world!

Unbelievable!

Seeing how Angor still had no idea what was going on, Flora quickly turned towards Sunders and spoke in a sad manner, “Teacher, you came for HIM, am I right? Am I right? Yes, I am! I knew it. Was wondering why you are suddenly nice to me. So that’s why!”