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.

was none other than Micheal Parker, the man that had previously attempted to

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

Micheals's comments, Jasper's eyes narrowed slightly

her growth, she was still able to make it this far. Such stubbornness...she truly

intent soon flashed across his eyes as he

all the

—They have.

nodded his head behind the

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

be other people with

—Yes.

replied in a cold and

he was still in a terrible mood

Micheal's words, Jasper

go there, won't the elves be able to detect that something is wrong from

without a doubt they would quickly be able to sense him. This was a cause of concern for Jasper who

Emma died, the whole

couldn't wait for her

—They will.

flashed across Jaspers'

"Are you not worried?"

may not have been big, but any mistake could prove to be

Micheal merely shook his

—No.

Why are you not afraid of

—Why would they interfere?

Micheal coldly asked.

that something is wrong, they will

make a good

after a while. Secretly, he

the possible interference from the elves, but from the looks

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

you

—Now.

Bi—! Bi—!

words, the communication

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

for what I'm about to do next,

finally get rid of his niece, a thorn that he had

in the human domain, they were no longer

to Emma, no one would

thought caused Jasper's

was finally time for him to

***

At the same time.

you

others who seemed to

usual people. Emma, Jin,

noticed the appearance of Arnold and Troy. He was a bit taken aback by their appearance as

sense, they were Jin's

her short jeans, Emma walked up to Kevin and

he not

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

up her cue

to do. He'll

"Oh, I see."

Emma nodded her head.

the way, where are

curiously asked, trying to switch the topic.

too sure either, but it's a bit outside of the city. I've been told that it's a nice place to eat so I figured we may as

flashed across

"Outside of the city?"

where in the world was Emma trying

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

words. Not really sure

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

towards

we get going

their heads. Having just fought intent

care about the location of the restaurant. They just