Bound and Broken: An Isekai Adventure Dark Fantasy (Melas Book 1) by V.A. Lewis (autobiographies to read .TXT) 📕

had to raise her eyebrows at that. That was talented. Fria only learned how to use mana tools when she was 12, and she was considered a genius even at Xander’s Academy. But this boy learned it a year before she did, without any formal training. She sighed.

"And you’re ok with bringing this boy with us, Saint Theron?"

"I think it would help make amends. And it isn’t good to waste young talent."

"Fine. If Saint Theron approves of this, I have no other choice but to agree as well. Where is this boy?"

Fria looked at Walden expectantly. The man bowed his head. "Our village will forever be in your debt. If you will follow me I will lead you to the child’s house."

The two outsiders followed the villager to a house near the outskirts of Villamcreek. There, he knocked on the door and a brown haired woman answered the door.

"Mr Walden? And who are these people?"

"Good afternoon Mrs Natalie. This is Saint Theron and the Inquisitor Fria, may we come in?"

The woman gasped and quickly bowed her head. "Oh— of course! I’m sorry for my rudeness, Sir Saint, Madam Inquisitor. Please come in!"

Saint Theron smiled charmingly at the woman.

"It is no problem at all. We weren’t dressed in uniform so it is not surprising for you not to recognize us."

The woman blushed and Fria caught herself from scowling. Natalie led the three visitors to a table and offered them some drinks. After serving them some drinks, the woman brought a gruff man over.

"Sir Saint, Madam Inquisitor, Walden, may I ask what this is about?" the brown haired man named Benedict asked.

Walden explained to them, and their jaws dropped.

"Send him to Xanderia? That’s so far away! But..." Natalie looked conflicted. She turned to her husband, but he was more resolute.

"It is far, but it is a once in a lifetime opportunity. I think we should accept it."

Saint Theron reassured the couple.

"There is no need to worry. We promise we will take care of your son."

"Thank you, Sir Saint. We shall bring him out now."

Natalie got up and walked away for a bit. She soon came back with a young boy who looked like he inherited only the good traits from his parents. The boy paused when he saw the visitors.

"Mom? Dad? What’s going on?"

Walden smiled at the boy and began to explain what was going on. All along, Fria noticed the boys’ parents nodding happily, but the boy just froze and stared at her and the Saint. The Saint must have noticed it too because he exchanged a glance with Fria.

Walden finished his explanation, and Natalie bent down and smiled at the boy. "Aren’t you excited, sweetie? You’ll get to study at Xanderia’s renowned academy! Oh you must be so—"

The woman got no further as the boy shouted.

"No!"

Everyone in the room froze. The boy’s mother looked back at the Saint and the Inquisitor, and spoke hurriedly.

"What’s wrong sweetie? I know it’s sudden, but it’s for the best. You’re so gifted and amazing and if you go with them they’ll be able to bring out the best in you! It’s an opportunity not everyone gets, you understand that right, honey?"

Natalie tried to coax her son, but the boy was shaking. He looked up at his mother and pointed at the Fria and the Saint, and shouted with fury.

"No! They killed— they murdered Ms Aria! Melas’ mom! And now she’s missing now too! What if— what if she’s dead?!"

Adrian glared at Fria and Theron. Tears were streaming out of his face, and his entire body was trembling. "You’re— you’re evil! I will not go with you!"

Benedict stood up and looked as if he was about to yell at his son, but before anyone could say anything, the boy turned and ran out of the house.

Immediately after Adrian left, his parents began profusely apologizing to the Saint and Fria. Fria was as expected, furious about it, however the Saint not only looked strangely bothered by it, he also seemed a little… morose. As if he actually took what the boy said to heart.

Regardless, they reassured Walden and the couple that they were leaving in two days, and if Adrian changed his mind before then, they would bring him with them. Then they left the house and the Saint left Fria to her own devices.

Fria wandered the village for a bit and soon found herself outside of Villamcreek. She was not sure why she left, only that she heard that the Fiend lived in a ramshackle hut outside of the village, so she went there.

The red haired woman found herself standing in front of a cabin a bit aways from the village. She stared at its properly kept garden for a moment, before walking up to the front door. The wooden door creaked open and she stepped in.

The interior was… a house. There was a kitchen, two bedrooms, and a living room. It was not anything fancy, but it looked nice and homely. There were jars of plants and other liquids arranged in a neat row on some shelves, and some books in another.

Fria paused, and a thought finally crossed her mind. Was this really a victory? She had lost all her friends, and lost their only lead on the Cult for… this.

To kill a woman who was living a secluded life in some rural village. A woman living in a normal house, just trying to make a living. Fria sighed and sat down on a chair and laid her head on the table.

Fria sat there for a while and just felt depressed. She only moved when she heard a sound from the kitchen. She warily got up, and slowly approached whatever it was. She slowly peered over the kitchen table, and saw a young boy.

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