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.

man that had previously attempted

at the holographic video of

comments, Jasper's eyes narrowed slightly like a viper

was still able to make it this far. Such stubbornness...she truly is his

eyes

the preparations been

—They have.

apathetically nodded his head behind

for dinner. I'm planning on personally going

will be other people with

—Yes.

in a

was clear that he was still in a terrible mood after learning of his son's failure

to Micheal's

to detect that

they would quickly be able to sense him. This was a cause of concern for Jasper who wanted nothing more than for

long as Emma died, the whole of the

for

—They will.

across Jaspers' eyes as he

"Are you not worried?"

have been big, but any mistake could prove to be

surprise, Micheal merely shook his

—No.

you not afraid

—Why would they interfere?

Micheal coldly asked.

amongst humans. If they do notice that something is wrong, they will not do anything unless it

a good

a while. Secretly, he sighed in

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

would they interfere in human conflicts? Unless they did

you going to take

—Now.

Bi—! Bi—!

words, the communication shut

the area where Micheal's figure used to be projected, a sinister smile emerged

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

get rid of his niece, a thorn that

domain, they were no

no one would be able to

caused

him to take reigns of the Roshfield

***

At the same time.

you

with the others who seemed to have already arrived a while back and were just

usual people. Emma,

and Troy. He was a bit taken aback by their appearance as he had never hung out with

made sense, they were Jin's

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

he not

Arnold were present, Emma did not use Ren's real name and just referred to him as 'he' and

her cue and also avoided using his

something to do. He'll

"Oh, I see."

Emma nodded her head.

are we going

curiously asked, trying to switch the

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

across

"Outside of the city?"

was

of the city, within the borders of the barrier,

squinted at her words.

her shoulders softly muttered. 'They said it was a good

towards the

get going

their heads. Having

really care about the location of the restaurant. They just wanted