The Author's POV

Raising my head, a large white building appeared in my vision. The building was located on the outer side of the city, and it was where the other humans resided.

"Is this the place?"

"Yes."

Amanda's soft voice rang from next to me.

She was currently accompanying me to the place. I wasn't the only one that was called, as Amanda received a similar message not long after.

Since both of us received the same message, I already had an idea about what Melissa wanted to talk about.

It was just a hunch, however. I could've been wrong.

"What do you think Melissa called us for?"

Touching her chin, Amanda thought for a moment before she shook her head.

"…unsure."

"Guess we'll find out when we meet her."

Walking up the stairs of the residence, we soon paused in front of a certain door.

Looking around to make sure that no one was present, I pointed at the door.

"This is the one, right?"

Lowering her head and staring at her communication device, Amanda nodded.

"Yes."

"…okay."

Raising my hand, I knocked on the door.

Tok— Tok—

***

If Melissa had to describe her relationship with her father in one word, it would be 'terrible'.

She wasn't mistreated or anything of the sort, but her father was someone who always strived to be the best.

He was someone that was not satisfied with being second. He was also someone that desired for his children to be the best.

Melissa was never interested in such matters ever since young. She only cared about her research and nothing else. As such, because of their clashing personalities, they never got along.

Their relationship wasn't anything complicated, it was just that. But it was enough to create a distance between the two.

"What a troubling matter."

Leaning back on her chair, Melissa stared at the ceiling.

Thinking back to what happened a couple of nights ago, she took out a potion from her dimensional space and stared at it.

'Should I? Or…should I not?'

She was tempted to try the potion, but after staring at it for a few seconds, she deeply sighed.

'Better not. If I take too many, I'll end up going crazy.'

Honestly, she was quite addicted to the potions by now. Having taken so many of them, it was almost like a routine for her.

It was so bad that she would get withdrawal symptoms when she skipped a day. She knew she had to stop.

"…hm?"

Putting the potion away, Her brows furrowed not long after as she turned to look at the door.

"Do they think I have all the time in the world for them? Just what is taking them so long?"

Standing up, Melissa checked her watch.

"Tsk."

They were at least a couple of minutes late.

Tok— Tok—

"Finally!"

Fortunately, she didn't have to wait for long as someone soon knocked on the door.

Fixing her glasses, Melissa headed for the door and opened it.

Ci— Clank—

two long

was Amanda,

"Sorry for the intrusion."

could fully open the door, barging into the place as though it was his home, Ren gave an empty apology to Melissa and sat down on the chair she was previously sitting

he casually said, "So, what did

Amanda also entered and

Melissa's brows twitched.

"Huuuu…"

deep breath, trying to

really should've taken the

started to kick

a minute had passed since she talked to him, and she was already on the

Ci— Clank—

another deep breath, Melissa closed the door behind her, albeit a

Amanda. Once she did, Ren spoke up

to talk about? I'm sure someone as busy

voice. One that

"You're right."

before mumbling something underneath her

die of suffocation

"What did you say?"

somehow managed to hear her words. Ignoring him, Melissa

to the point.

"…Knows?"

Ren's face. Sitting

"What does he know?"

Melissa took a few cards from her dimensional space and slapped them on the

Smack—

about

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"He what?"

expected him to

at the cards on

me? I'm saying that he knows

talking about

I be

"…Oh?"

on his chair. On the other hand, Amanda's eyes

he not

looked stultified by Ren's reaction. Her brows

who her father was?

a clear and slow voice, "You

number one

as her words ended. Surprise flashed

you know, why aren't you

ask you to give him

"…No."

Melissa shook her head.

he only mentioned it as a passing matter. But that was worrying enough. If he truly wanted to

"Then, what's the problem?"

was clear that Ren didn't think the same way as he stood up in a

the table. They were currently neatly piled up together. Courtesy of Amanda, who

didn't put much thought into it. Amanda had minor OCD, so she had

his hand and picking one of the cards up, Ren curiously studied the card in his hand before asking, "Can I

"No."

reply

at the door of the

do it outside, not in my

flames. Melissa had a lot of valuable stuff in the room. She

"Tsk."

prompting Melissa's

a problem

"Nope."

shoulders, Ren headed for the door. Staring at his back from

the end, she couldn't resist the

Gulp—

down, her emotions instantly calmed

up, she followed

three grades of magic cards. Not sure about their naming, but the last grade has a power equivalent to a rank

"…that's kind of weak."

in front of the door, he

Click—

the only one working on

retorted. She could've hired more people to help her with the magic card development, but since she wanted to hide the news from her father, she chose to

the more people that knew, the higher the

it was all for naught. It turned

encrypted four different magic circles on the card. Choose whichever one

"Sure."

from behind. Melissa could see keen interest in her eyes as she followed