The Author's POV

As we were headed for the dinner location, I suddenly recalled something and my feet came to a stop.

"You go ahead without me," I said as I looked at Kevin.

Also coming to a halt, Kevin's brow jumped upwards. He was clearly taken aback by my words.

"You going somewhere?"

"Yeah, I forgot I had another appointment."

I replied while scratching the side of my cheek.

Prior to Kevin wanting to talk to me, I had already made an appointment with someone else. It was regarding a very important matter and so was something that I couldn't avoid.

Staring at me for a couple of seconds, Kevin shrugged his shoulders.

"…Suit yourself, you already know our location anyways. Just come when you're done."

"Sure."

I replied with a smile.

"Alright, see ya later."

Raising his hand, Kevin bid me goodbye before leaving.

Staring at his disappearing back, I deeply sighed.

'If only I could tell him about my secret.'

A little part of me felt guilty for not being able to tell him everything, but I had my reasons.

Although I appreciated the fact that Kevin trusted me to the point where he would share his biggest secret, I, unfortunately, wasn't the same.

I couldn't do it.

Even if I wanted to, I just couldn't.

At least, I wasn't comfortable sharing it now.

The repercussions behind my secret were just too big.

All the messed-up decisions I made in the past would quickly come back and haunt me, and a drift in our relationship would definitely appear.

I wasn't ready for that, nor could I afford to do that. In the first place, I was also unsure about my memories. Were they real or were they fake?

…I didn't know.

Until I figured my shit out, I was planning on keeping the secret regarding my reincarnation to the grave. Plus, his secret wasn't so much of a secret to me since I already knew it.

Gazing at Kevin's figure that had disappeared into the distance, I softly muttered.

"Sorry."

Then, lowering my head and staring at my wrist, I proceeded to head in the opposite direction.

Maybe one day.

***

An oil lamp burned within an undisclosed location, spreading a murky yellow light.

A middle-aged man with clean facial features and nice clothes sat upright behind a desk, expressionless as he gazed at the middle of the table where a holographic image stood.

Reflected behind it was an imposing figure. A cold and stern aura rose from between the figure's brows, while a faint pressurizing feeling spread outwards from his body, and this was despite the fact that he was behind a holographic video.

It was clear that he was someone of enormous power.

After a long silence, the middle-aged man sitting behind the desk finally opened his mouth and dully said.

"It seems like Fabian has also failed to make it past the rounds of elimination."

—I've heard that Emma had made it to the round of 64.

The man reflected behind the hologram replied.

none other than Micheal Parker, the man that had previously attempted to massacre the students of

hand, the middle-aged staring at the holographic video of Micheal was Jasper Roshfield,

Jasper's eyes narrowed slightly like a viper

that I have done to hinder her growth, she was still able to make it this far. Such stubbornness...she truly is his

flashed across his eyes as he gazed back

the preparations

—They have.

apathetically nodded his head

for dinner. I'm planning on personally going there in case something goes wrong. This is the chance we have

be other people with

—Yes.

in a cold

still in a terrible mood after

Micheal's words,

the elves be able to detect that something is wrong from the fluctuations of

able to sense him. This was a cause of concern for Jasper who wanted nothing more than for this plan

whole of the Roshfield household would be

couldn't wait for her to

—They will.

Jaspers' eyes as he

"Are you not worried?"

have been big, but any mistake could prove

to his surprise, Micheal merely shook

—No.

Why are you not afraid of the elves

—Why would they interfere?

Micheal coldly asked.

they do notice that something is wrong,

a

a while.

upcoming operation was the possible interference from the elves, but from the looks of it,

interfere in human conflicts? Unless they did

are you going to take

—Now.

Bi—! Bi—!

words, the communication

where Micheal's figure used to be projected, a sinister smile emerged from the corner of Jasper's lips

you won't blame me for what I'm about to do

to finally get rid of his niece, a

they were no longer in the human domain, they

no one

caused Jasper's smile

was finally time for him to take reigns of

***

At the same time.

you

Kevin quickly met up with the others who seemed to

usual people.

appearance of Arnold and Troy. He was a bit taken aback by

sense, they were

her hands in her short jeans, Emma walked up to Kevin and

he not with

remaining ambiguous regarding his identity as Troy and Arnold were present, Emma did

quickly picked up her cue and also avoided using

he had something to do. He'll probably join

"Oh, I see."

Emma nodded her head.

where are

switch the topic. Glancing at him, Emma

bit outside of the city. I've been told that

flashed across Kevin's

"Outside of the city?"

in the world was Emma

outside of the city, within the borders of the barrier, but more in the more rural

her words. Not really sure how

shoulders softly muttered. 'They said it was a good place, so

towards the others, she

we get going

everyone proceeded to nod their heads.

the location of the restaurant. They just wanted something to