1352 The Good And The Bad

"Let me go! I'll need to torture that bastard!"

"He's just a vegetable now."

"I'll pull out his soul, rip it to shreds, piece it back together and do it again!" 

"There's just a few…threads of his soul remaining. He won't survive."

Sia placed her hands on his shoulders and patted him like a general satisfied with the soldier's performance. "Now that's my man!"

Enigma, in her phantom side, nodded furiously, agreeing with every word her sister said.

Sarah, on the other hand, was looking through a bunch of holograms, brows knitted and fists clenched, blood leaking out of her palms.

"Sarah?"

Isadora's phantom raised an eyebrow.

"From Jai's main galaxy. That race is special for things like these. They aren't the most talented bunch out there but they're the most comprehensive when it comes to rank 7. He's the limit of a rank 7 assassin they could hire."

"Okay?"

"Basically, their racial development stops at rank 7. Barely anyone reaches rank 8. There's no one at rank 9." Sarah's voice got lower and lower but a chill spread in the room as she continued.

"No way!" Isadora's eyes widened as she stared at the Queen of Radians with wide mouth. "You crazy bitch!"

"It's very much possible to massacre them, given proper plans. But there are risks involved afterwards." Not caring about the Princess' increasingly bewildered face, she continued.

"I was stupid for calling you rational of you three! You are only calm, but just as crazy!"

Isadora cried out, her voice nearly indignant. She's like that guy who really believed in a company, poured all money into its shares and then found out the next day that it was all a fricking scam.

"…But you know," Sarah took a deep breath, her chest heaving up and down. "I want to go there for revenge and kill every single on of those creatures to make an example. But if I fail and chances are I likely will fail, Var will be too sad."

"That's what I thought," Sia slumped into the couch and pulled her knees together, burying her head in them. "I want to go after the ones that ordered this assassin, but I'm too weak. To give a talisman like that, at least a rank 9, right?"

Enigma who was silent so far slowly parted her lips. Her voice was a bit stiff, a bit cold but very pleasant to hear. "More than revenge, I just want Varian to be safe."

Her few short words caused Sarah and Sia to pause before they looked at each other with wide eyes.

""Yes!""

They jumped at Varian who was sitting on a comfortable chair with a thoughtful expression.

Even though the room was full of chatter, there wasn't a word for him. He was lost in thought. If there were signs of panic, he didn't show them.

'To remain so calm and composed even now…' Isadora, sitting a bit away from them, smiled without realizing it. 'He looks a lot more reliable now that he's not opening his mouth.'

Not caring about a certain someone who seemed to be only enjoying the show, Sarah and Sia grabbed one of Varian's arm each.

""Let's go somewhere far!""

Varian raised his head in a slow motion and gently pulled. Even though the action was gentle, there was an irrestitible strength in that pull.

The two women collapsed into his arms and before they could argue, he wrapped his arms around their waist.

"Listen, it'll be alright." Varian's breath tickled Sarah's and Sia's ears, jolting them out of their mental state.

"Say with me," His hot breath, coupled with his gentle voice and cajoling tone was irrestitible. "It'll be alright."

"…W-Will it really be alright?"

"Promise?"

Listening to their cute responses, Varian let out a chuckle. "I've extracted some memories out of that man."

It shouldn't be normally possible but Assimilator and Binder gave some wonderful effects together.

"There's good news and bad news. Which one first?"

"Of course the good!"

"The bad!"

Sarah and Sia glared at each other.

"…"

Varian cleverly turned his gaze to Enigma.

"I would've normally asked for the bad. But it's about you…I want to hear the good please." Lowering her head, she said in a weak voice, unlike her usual strong and indifferent one.

Varian sighed and raised his hand. The chair expanded and Enigma found herself in the centre.

Even though she's still in her phantom form, thanks to his soul powers, she could feel his gentle touch on her head.

"If you act like this, I want to eat you up."

"Ahem, ahem. If you're just going to flirt, I'll take my leave."

Coughing loud enough to give even the worst patient a run for money, Isadora stated with a deliberately put disgusted expression.

"Why are you here anyway?"

"Get out of here! You secretly wish for him to die, don't you? You ungrateful bitch!"

Sia and Sarah both retaliated, but Sarah was far more harsh in her words.

Isadora didn't care and looked at him.

Varian shrugged. "I was calming them down. Well, not like you can understand anyway. You tactless, clueless old maiden."

"Why did that assassin have to fail?" Isadora gritted her teeth.

"The good news. He isn't technically dead. On their records, he's still on a mission. No one will be coming for me immediately." Varian said.

The girls heaved a sigh of relief.

"But." Varian gave a deliberate pause. "Ouch!"

Sarah bit his neck once more and gave him a glare. "Don't tease in this situation!"

"My bad, my bad. The bad news is the one who wants me. The approver of this mission is Zahara Onyx. A peak rank 9."

Sarah's face paled and Sia's body shook violently. Enigma, on the other hand, completely cooled down.

Isadora simply nodded, as if she expected this to be the case. 

"But the real problem is not even her." 

Varian's voice was a mix of confusion and wonder. "The one who wanted me is Eshala Starlight, the 4th Princess of Jai Empire, the head of Warring faction, the supreme leader of Shadow Wing. A divine ranker."