I Will Kill The Author

"That was so intense!" Amelia commented. "And I don't even mean the last part. Leo sensei and your father's confrontation was thrilling, yeah, but your fight was even more exciting!"

A smug smile crossed my lips as I nodded, "Haa! True. The dialogues, the dramatics, the action! Oh, everything was so perfect!"

Amelia's smile shrank a little as she gave me a silent look and said, "So, you weren't the one who... you know... you weren't to blame for anything. You know you could go public with your findings, right?"

I shook my head. "The public will lose faith in the Morningstars. Not to mention, there will be a thorough inspection of the whole family and everything related to us."

That also meant they would search the underground throne room. I didn't know if it was the right move, letting the world be exposed to the prophecies.

"So?" Amelia shrugged furiously. "Lucas, your parents almost ruined your life. They pushed you so far... What if you had gone off the deep end? Not only do they deserve punishment, but you deserve justice!"

I stayed silent for a moment before shaking my head slowly one more time. I knew she was right, and I wanted to hurt them too.

But if what Reynold showed me was true, if the vision my

grandfather promised is about to come, if the three heroes are real, and I'm one of them, then his other warnings are bound to be true.

The Morningstars must stay in a position of power in the Western Continent. I could not possibly take any risks to threaten their position.

Seeing my dull and distant reaction, Amelia creased her forehead into a gentle frown and asked, "Is this because of the talk you had with your father?"

Instead of denying her, I sighed and nodded my head slowly.

Noticing my lack of willingness, she didn't pry further into the topic, only saying: "You can't talk to me."

Yeah, I don't think I would, though. Especially not about anything related to the prophecies or the fate of the world.

Again, it wasn't like I did not trust her. I just did not trust her enough to not tell Nero or Anastasia about it.

Changing the topic, I looked around and asked, "So, you'll be heading to Shaolin?"

"Yes," Amelia nodded before adding, "In a few days. I talked to Nero and Anastasia, and apparently they are..."

Amelia quickly looked to her left and then to her right. After ensuring that the street was relatively empty and no one was near us, she resumed:

"And apparently they are going to raid that underground auction you told them about either tomorrow night or the one after."

I looked at Amelia with a deadpan smile devoid of any humor and shook my head inwardly.

Did they tell her about it? I specifically asked Nero not to tell anyone aside from the Shaolin sect's officials about it!

Well, I guess he needed help from Chase and Anastasia, so he had to tell them, but what use did he have telling Amelia about it?!

That's exactly the reason why I don't want to tell Amelia about the prophecies. I just know in my gut she would let all the other main characters know about it.

Gaah, these main characters and their precious bonds with each other.

"Wait," Amelia blinked, realizing something. "Was Nero not supposed to tell me that?"

"No, but it's fine," I waved a hand dismissively. "I knew he would tell you, William, Elijah, Chase, and Anastasia. You guys have a great bond, and you all belong to the same group."

In the , these people, along with Aster, whom I failed to mention, were known as Nero's faction. They were later officially dubbed as Peace Keepers for their great cooperation in the War of Union.

"We are not a group..." Amelia frowned, prompting me to give her a look. She then hesitated for a few seconds before sighing, "Okay, I guess you can call it a group."

But before I could speak up, she quickly added with a teasing smile, "But don't be jealous, Lucas. I'm sure you can get a spot. Nero seems to have started to like you now."

"Please," I rolled my eyes with a scoff.

Not only was I part of a secret organization with its head member directly working with me, but I was also on the path to creating a covert task force.

Yes, my group was better than theirs! So what if we didn't have their close bonds and meaningful friendship?! We were much cooler!

Amelia chuckled. "Anyway, so I'll go there after five to six days.

What about you? Where are you going to go?"

I looked to my left and pointed at the building on the side of the street. It was a tall skyscraper, and a teleportation gate was situated on top of it.

Leo was waiting for me on the roof, as he had given us time to bid goodbyes.

"Master hasn't told me yet," I sighed. "But wherever I'm going with him, I believe I'll be experiencing hell."

Amelia chortled again before I took a deep breath and added, "And that's exactly why I wanted to ask you for a favor."

The black-haired beauty raised an eyebrow with a bright smile plastered on her face, "Oh, another favor? You know it'll be the third one."

"You're counting?!" I exclaimed before shaking my head. "Anyway, it's just that I want you to take care of Sera."

Amelia lingered for a few moments before nodding. Ultimately, she decided to voice her confusion, "But why haven't you told your master about her yet?"

I shrugged. "I trust him, but he's a soldier, you know? I mean, he was part of the very force tasked with eradicating the mythical beasts."

And he's a member of Spider.

Of course, I had my suspicions related to Amelia as well, but that's exactly why leaving Sera with her was a good idea.

She could keep a close eye on Amelia and later report anything suspicious to me when we meet.

Hearing my reasoning, Amelia nodded. "I guess you are right. Okay, don't worry, I'll take care of her."

After talking about a few more things, we said our goodbyes and parted ways. I had already informed Sera about my arrangement with Amelia, so she was going to follow her.

As for me, I took an elevator and reached the terrace of the skyscraper. There, I saw my master and a dutiful security personnel guarding the large rectangular metal frame of the teleportation gate.

"Ready?" Seeing me, Leo posed a question. "Believe me, you'll love our new venue for training."

I highly doubted that. – I lampooned inwardly with a shake of my head but finally replied, "Yeah, let's go."