[In the Underground Market: A Restaurant in the Central Area!]
[Josh (Adam’s Clone)’s POV]
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“So you saw Wirgeia and another guy wearing a white mask?” I asked for the 3rd time, trying to confirm if those two Fate Weavers were really here or Vladmir just happened to hallucinate about them.
Honestly I would rather have him hallucinate than it be the real thing.
“I vow in my life that it is exactly what I saw!”
Unfortunately Vladmir’s desperate shout removed any traces of that thought. I could only observe him for a few seconds before looking outside the restaurant through the window.
[Eyes of Mana!]
I tried looking at every nook and cranny of the underground market but no traces of such people were present. Even though my stats were one-third of what they were originally were, I could still at least see if there were people in that attire.
I tried extra hard so that I could find someone similar looking and say to Vladmir that ‘hey! You were wrong!’ But the more I searched the more I concluded that there was no trace of anyone as such.
“Just what kind of stupid black market doesn’t have shady guys wearing white masks and black robes?” I grumbled as I couldn’t find anything even this time.
“Sir Josh?” Vladmir called me out as I grumbled.
Under any other condition, I would have laughed it off as a joke by Vladmir, your friendly neighborhood vampire. But right now, given all sets of conditions, it wasn’t exactly impossible for them to appear either.
I mean, even Gods and Angels were suiting up for the event. What’s another 2 Fate Weavers… right?
“So what should we do now?” Vladmir asked as he looked at me with slight hope. But I could only sigh as I spoke,
“It was fine if it were just Luciana but that guy. That other guy is not something anyone can handle. At least not now.”
His eyes which were hopeful before, turned a little solemn, before widening in realization.
“You are telling me…” he spoke as he looked at me before hushing up while I nodded and continued his sentence,
“Yeah. He is more powerful than Luciana. Much more powerful than her.”
To be fair, I did not know if that was true. I mean, sure he was able to restore the heavens with a single spell but given how I can do everything perfectly, I wondered if he had something similar.
While I am indeed strong, I am not as strong as I show myself to be. Though as weak as I pretend to be at times, I am not that weak either.
Perhaps he was doing something similar. He is a Fate Weaver like me after all.
‘Doesn’t change the fact that his feat was beyond impossible, though,’ I sighed again as another chess piece entered the game. A piece that I could neither predict nor control.
“Let’s wait and watch for now. If they are here, then there must be something of interest here. And if they had shown you their presence, then perhaps they want to meet you as well,” I bullshitted again, wondering if it was still making sense.
But looking at his nodding face, it seemed I was still on the right path.
Anyways, since I can’t do anything about it now, I will just sit back and watch. The chance would present itself to me, and the answer to what I should do after that as well.
‘Can’t wait to find out what exactly is going on with the city,’ I smiled as even though things were absurd, they were interesting nonetheless.
I looked behind Vladmir, at the gate, from which a duo was entering the restaurant. A girl with a slightly darker complexion, wearing a red two piece that barely covered her body. And a boy wearing silver armor, and a look of dignity on his face.
It was a fascinating sight to watch these two contrasting characters together.
“We found something,” Aisha spoke as she turned towards me, and Geralt presented a sheet in front of me.
“I suspect that she is the Angel we are looking for,” Geralt spoke as he pointed at the girl drawn on the sheet.
[Bounty: 1000 Gold!]
Hmmm. A bounty, huh?
“Did you find who put the bounty on her?” I asked but they shook their heads. Geralt moved forward speaking,
“We tried to but according to the sources, the guy who put the bounty is already dead. We tried to look into the dead guy but apparently he was just a drunkard who happened to see that Angel and fell in love with her.”
“Well. We got Romeos all over the town, I suppose,” as I sighed at what I had collected as well.
All the demi-humans who saw the angel were in love with her, but nobody knows her name, face, voice or anything about her at all. For them it was like a blessed dream.
But…
“Are we really sure, we are looking for an Angel?” I asked this. Not to them but to myself.
“What do you mean?” Vladmir was the first one to ask.
“An Angel. Well, I can say that it’s a beauty of its own and the common masses can’t help but be charmed by her but… not to this extent.”
“You see, there is something called plausibility. It stops the effects, reduces the powers of higher beings so that they can’t interfere much with the normal humans. But given how things are progressing,” I gave it a long sigh.
“What if she found a way to avoid the plausibility?” Aisha chimed in, putting her thoughts in.
“That’s not possible. Even I, a being of another dimension, is affected with plausibility without having much difference in powers of the people here. Heck, even Gods are affected, so why would an Angel be free to do whatever she wants?” Vladmir rejected her idea in an instant. And I agreed with him.
There was nothing that was making sense. How is she able to do all that she did without being affected with plausibility? There was no way she could have defied the laws of this world.
‘The only one who can ignore such laws are the Fate Weavers. And it’s not like she is…?’
And then another dangerous hypothesis appeared in my mind. One that fits perfectly in this absurd scenario.
