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.

Parker, the man that had previously attempted to

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

slightly

have done to hinder her growth, she was still able to make it this

eyes as he gazed back at Micheal

all the preparations

—They have.

his head

and her friends are currently headed out for dinner. I'm planning on personally going there in case something goes wrong. This is the

will be other people with you,

—Yes.

in a

that he was still in a terrible mood after learning of

Micheal's words, Jasper

able to detect that something is wrong from the fluctuations of your

to sense him. This was a cause of

as Emma died, the whole of the Roshfield household

for her

—They will.

Jaspers' eyes

"Are you not worried?"

not have been big, but any mistake could

Micheal merely

—No.

you not

—Why would they interfere?

Micheal coldly asked.

do notice that something is wrong, they will not do anything unless it directly involves

a good

after a while.

things that bugged him regarding the upcoming operation was the possible interference from the elves, but from the looks of it, he was

would they interfere in human conflicts? Unless they did something crazy, they

are you

—Now.

Bi—! Bi—!

his words, the communication

his gaze lingering in the area where Micheal's figure used to be projected, a sinister smile emerged from the

for

a time to finally get rid of his niece, a thorn that he had been keeping for a long

in the human domain,

one would be able to say a

the thought caused

was finally time for him to take reigns of the Roshfield

***

At the same time.

took you

others who seemed to have already arrived a while back

the usual people. Emma,

was a bit taken aback by their

they were

short jeans, Emma walked

he not with

present, Emma did not use Ren's real name and just

picked up her cue and also avoided using his

to do. He'll probably join

"Oh, I see."

Emma nodded her head.

the way, where are we going

switch the topic. Glancing at

either, but it's a bit outside of the city. I've been told that

flashed across Kevin's

"Outside of the city?"

in the world was Emma trying

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

words. Not really sure

Emma shrugged her shoulders softly muttered. 'They said

her attention towards the

get

their heads. Having just

about the location of the restaurant. They just wanted