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🕑 Added 2024-06-02 14:39:20 +0000 UTCChapter 20
Ethan sat on the chair opposite his sister inside his manor. He’d been shocked to find Juliana waiting inside when he’d returned from Artos’s forge. While a part of him was always happy to see Juliana, part him was skeptical and suspicious—and the latter part far outweighed the former. For what purpose was she here? Had their father, the king, finally lost his patience with Theo? It was a possibility. One he was not looking forward to affirming. It would be best if she’s just here to do some kind of a routine checkup on me. It was highly unusual for her to visit him—him of all people.
“Theodore,” said his sister, Juliana Lockheart, her voice laced with a weariness, her visage stern. Her brow was furrowed, her arms crossed, and her lips were tightly pressed. “Father received word that you’ve been up to something. I come here to make sure you’re not going to cause a ruckus.”
Ethan shrugged, “I’ve been—” He stopped himself. Juliana wasn’t here for compliments on his newfound work ethic. “Yes, I’ve been busy,” he amended with a forced lightness. Ethan had no clue how to deal with Juliana. She was his sister—no, not his, technically, but Theodore’s. The man was hated enough as is, and Ethan knew his relationship with his siblings were strained at best. Juliana would be the only one that cared aside from the eldest, Maximillian—or so Ethan assumed from Theo’s memories.
Regardless, he had no intentions of antagonizing the girl. She looked fierce, and the memories he had of her only cemented his decision.
“Not the answer I was looking for,” said Juliana, her arms unfolded, a glint coming to her eyes. She leaned forward. “There was a report that you bothered some women again. Bar fights. Getting wasted. Wasting away all the money. Making people that are your responsibility suffer. Not being accountable. Among other things. What do you have to say about it?”
Ethan winced. “Alright, alright, I get it,” he mumbled, shamefaced. “I hadn’t been the most responsible in the past, I’m sorry. The way I’d acted is inexcusable, and it’s driving me up the wall. Regardless, it would not happen again.”
“No, it will,” Juliana said bluntly. “You’ve broken a lot of promises Theo... Regardless, the reason as to why Father sent me out here is simple. He wants me to see what’s gotten into your head.”
“Okay, stop. I do not like this. Let me make something clear. There’s a reason I say it wouldn’t happened again.”
Juliana raised an eyebrow, skepticism etched on her face. “Do enlighten me, Theodore.”
“I gained access to the system and a class. It’s the first reason for my change, it was almost like an epiphany. A wake-up call. To change. It’s made me see.”
Juliana tilted her head. Her face scrunched, her nose crinkled, and she examined him carefully. Something clicked and a glint passed through her eyes. “Are you lying again?”
Ethan stared right into her eyes. “No. I have no reason to lie. Let’s just say, I’ve awakened.”
“Awakened?” She asked, still not believing him. “To what? Laziness?”
Ethan chuckled, shaking his head. “No, no, not laziness. I’ve Awakened.”
Juliana’s eyes narrowed. “Wait, do you really mean it…”
“Yes,” Ethan confirmed with a nod. “I finally understand. I see things for what they truly are.”
Juliana stared at him, disbelief etched on her features. “You mean… You’re not lying about the system? You’ve truly awakened a class?”
Ethan’s grin widened. “Bingo. And let me tell you, it’s been an eye-opener.”
“Theo,” Juliana said, her voice flat, “This isn’t some game. Systems are serious business. They change people.”
“They do,” Ethan agreed seriously. “They can make you a better person. Or worse. I believe I’m former than the latter.”
Awakening a system and a class could lead to changes within yourself. In a lot of ways. Good and bad. It could be the first step toward growth or degeneration. This wasn’t something to take lightly. Not to say the system had changed Ethan, given that he was just using that as an excuse to explain his current mindset and behavior. After all, he was very much the same.
However, in this world, awakenings were life-changing for sure. The evidence was in how Juliana regarded him. It was different—her face, it lacked its typical harshness, and instead replaced with something akin to empathy. Then, hopeful. She appeared hopeful that he, indeed, had changed for the better. It would be best for her to believe so, after all, she would report it to their father and it would reach their mother and siblings. Ethan would appreciate if he could start getting support from his father regarding his innovative endeavors. “What kind of class did you get?”
“[Mage].”
Her lips curved into a smile, one Ethan would not think her to possess, one that he had not seen since they were children. Well, he hadn’t met her before, obviously. But Ethan still possessed Theodore’s memories. The memories were just there. There was no emotional significance attached to them. They were like dusty film reels in a forgotten archive. He could see the images flicker but he felt nothing. No pride, no relief, no joy, sadness, anger, nothing. Aside from some lingering feelings regarding a few people. One of whom was Hector, thus why it’d felt damn satisfying when he’d put the man in his place.
Regardless, the memories were like watching someone else’s life play out.
It’s dissociation of some kind. Maybe not. But definitely something similar. It was a psychological term he’d vaguely encountered before, something to do with trauma. Maybe that was it. Maybe whatever caused this transmigration affected him so bad, his brain just… shut down. It locked away the feelings associated with Theodore’s memories.
Noticing that he’d been staring at her, Juliana crossed her arms again, masking her emotions behind a critical gaze. “Prove it,” she said finally. “Show me you’ve actually changed.”
“The way I’ve behaved recently should be enough proof. You could even ask Roland. Which I’m sure you were already going to do. Did father say to get me out of here? I wouldn’t be shocked if he did.
Juliana blinked. “He did not. Why would you think that?”
“My recent behavior doesn’t seem like something a Lockheart would approve of.”
“He’s concerned for your well-being, Theodore.”
“Hmm. I see,” said Ethan noncommittedly. He scratched the back of his head and looked to the side. “Regardless, let me show you.” Ethan raised his hand and used [Elemental Spells]—more specifically, he used the rune of fire and willed a fireball into existence. He did so again with air, then he manipulated water from his pouch. Stopping, he eyed Juliana.
Her eyes glazed over, unfocused and distant.
“That… That can’t be, can it? You really aren’t lying!”
“Yeah, well,” Ethan shrugged tiredly. “Believe me now, will you?” He sighed.
Juliana’s hands dropped to her side, her stern features lost, and in place, a shocked expression took root. “Okay,” she managed out finally. “I will... try to keep an open mind. For now. As far as the rumors about you are concerned. They will continue for the foreseeable future until either your actions change them. Or you prove them right.”
“I had no intentions to do such a thing,” Ethan replied. “Regardless, what’s with the sudden visit? I doubt you missed me.”
Juliana snorted. “In your dreams.” Then her expression turned more serious and she added, “Father gave me a mission.”
“Oh?”
“I’m heading farther north.”
“North? Is it another barbarian skirmish? Didn’t we have treaties with them?”
“Apparently, the new barbarian chieftain, Borstag, is causing trouble. He’s not as keen on peace treaties as his father, Yvarik. Father wants me to... subdue him. Needs to be reminded who’s in charge.”
“Sounds like a glorious mission for Obsidian’s finest warrior princess.”
“Don’t mock me.” Juliana rolled her eyes
Ethan hummed thoughtfully. “So it’s war, then?”
“Not necessarily,” Juliana shook her head. “I still think there’s room for reason, but Father wouldn’t listen. Anyway, that’s not all. I’m also supposed to reinforce the northern settlements with coin and manpower. Apparently, the “Progressives” in the Council are making things difficult for military spending. While I disagree with his methods, this is serious. Father believes diplomacy has failed and a show of force is necessary.”
The Solaris Empire functioned like a loose confederation. The kingdoms under the Empire’s rule retained some autonomy, but the Emperor held full authority. Regardless, to keep peace among the kingdoms, the Emperor usually let the Council decide on matters. Each kingdom would send a representative to the Council, a central body that would debate and vote on matters affecting the entire Empire. It was a contentious system with factions like the “Progressives” advocating for reduced military spending. Nevertheless, the Emperor still held full authority, but the man had been rather withdrawn as he grew older. Had it not been for the kings of the kingdoms under the empire, the Council would’ve long fucked everything up. Even then, however, they weren’t too stupid and there were different factions that easily countered each other. Furthermore, the Emperor would step in at that point.
“Hmm,” Ethan regarded Juliana for a moment. “What’s your take?”
“I think it’s a mistake,” she admitted, frustration in her voice. “They could be reasoned with, I’m sure.”
Theodore sighed, running a hand through his hair. “Well, you do know Father won’t budge on this.” He paused, a thoughtful look on his face. “What else?”
“Oh, and I’m taking Aunt Karmichael. The northern settlements need some shoring up. Coin, manpower, the whole thing as I said.”
“Sounds like a delightful expedition. You lucky duck.”
Juliana threw him a withering look. Ethan shrugged. So that’s how she got here so quick... Ethan thought. Aunt Karmichael could use some kind of teleportation. If they appeared today, it likely meant that Juliana had been busy dealing with something else in the capital before that. Thank the gods the tax collectors don’t have teleportation. Heh.
“And lastly,” she continued, ignoring his sarcasm, “you.”
“What do you mean?”
“Father wants me to check up on you. Mother’s worried, and frankly, you could use a ‘stern hand,’ according to him.”
Theodore threw his head back and laughed. “Wonderful. Just what I always wanted, a sisterly intervention.”
Juliana couldn’t help but crack a smile.
“Regardless,” said Juliana, eying him critically. “I noticed some moving pieces about here. Ducart, Hector, Kinsey, and Lykren, was it?”
“Huh, whatever do you mean?” Ethan played oblivious, wondering how she’d even come to know of them. She stared at him. Shoulders sagging, Ethan sighed. “Possible big hit on Xarth imports.”
Juliana’s eyes snapped wide. “Are you serious? That’s very… very big. What brought about this?”
Ethan shrugged. She glared at him, but Ethan stood in his place. “I’d appreciate if you stay out of this,” he said.
He’d humored her because she was Theo’s sister. He could at least try to extend an olive branch and bridge the rift between him and her. He did, in a way, steal Theodore’s body. Regardless, he wasn’t going to actively bother with it, neither was he about to let her dictate his life.
If she had an issue with this, so be it. Ethan had some boundaries.
“Theo—”
Ethan held his hand up. “I understand your point, but you should know better than to be reckless or hasty. Be wise. I’m trying to catch big fish here; I don’t want your sense of justice or honor getting in the way.”
“What are you doing here, exactly?”
“Dangling bait.”
“Bait?” Juliana blinked.
“Yes, bait. Now be a good sister and stay out of it. I intend to inform father when it’s time. He’d appreciate the gesture, wouldn’t he? Make sure I’m contributing to this ‘Lockheart legacy?’ Regardless, I’m trusting you, don’t break it. I know it’s a lot I’m asking, especially coming from, well, me. But, it’s a step.”
“Theodore—”
“If you’re gonna be stubborn. Good talk,” he said.
“Fine. I won’t be nosy,” she conceded with reluctance. “But know that there's been some trouble with a guild called the Night Whispers back in Obsidian. We finally caught one of them, but getting information out of him was a nightmare. From the information we did get, though, they were behind that recent dungeon incursion near Corinth."
Ethan froze as several dots clicked in his head.
Juliana continued, “Seems like they're based in one of the northern Bordertowns—Corinth, if the prisoner is to be believed. I’m going to visit before I’m off north.”
“Sure. That would be best, to be honest,” Ethan said. “Before you leave, however, why don’t you try a product I’ve been working on? I’ll be glad if you can offer me an honest critique. And if you find that it deserves it, please do advertise.” Ethan winked at her, grinning.
“Wow. You’re really shameless.” Juliana’s lips pursed, clearly skeptical.
“Well, the people would believe ‘Princess Juliana’ more than the ‘Prince Theodore’ if we’re being honest. And I desperately need a great Brand Ambassador such as yourself.”
“A product, huh? Don’t tell me you’ve taken up soap making in your spare time, Ethan.”
Ethan’s grin widened. “Actually, that’s exactly what I’ve done.” Then, under her incredulous expression, he ordered a maid to fetch some soap samples he had in there. Once they brought it, he gestured toward the soaps. Scents of lavender, mint, and something citrusy tickled his nose.
Juliana’s nose wrinkled. “Those look… dubious, to say the least.”
“Dubious?” Ethan feigned offense. “These are handcrafted marvels of hygiene! Infused with essential oils and natural emollients, they’ll leave your skin feeling like a newborn cloud.”
“A newborn cloud, huh?” Juliana raised an eyebrow. “Interesting... Way to put it. Well, at least you know how to sell your product.”
Ethan chuckled. “Come on, give it a try! You won’t regret it.” He held out a bar.
Juliana eyed it warily. The scent, however, was undeniably pleasant. “This? Are you sure? Is this safe?”
Ethan stood up and guided her toward a doorway that led to a bathroom. “Let the pampering commence!”
Juliana hesitated at the threshold. “This wouldn’t be some elaborate prank, would it?”
“Would I do that to my favorite sister?” Ethan’s hand flew to his chest, mock hurt etched on his face. Then, he gestured for two maids to help Juliana. “Now go on, get in there! I promise, the only surprise will be how amazing your skin feels.”
With a sigh and a muttered curse under her breath, Juliana disappeared into the bathroom. Ethan got back to his chair and sat down silently. Half an hour later, Juliana reappeared, a sheepish look replacing her earlier skepticism. The scent clung to her in a subtle, pleasant way. Ethan looked at her. He stared, expecting something—and she knew that well. She only hesitated for a moment before telling exactly what he wanted to hear from her.
“Alright,” she conceded, a hint of grudging respect in her voice. “I must admit, that soap is… surprisingly good. My skin does feel… different.”
“See? I told you!” Ethan felt as if that’d become his catchphrase, chuckling to himself.
Juliana cleared her throat. “Well, I suppose I should be off. Duty calls and all that.”
“What about Aunt Karmichael? Didn’t she come with you?”
“She did, but she needed to meet an old friend or something.”
“Ah,” Ethan nodded, not pressing the issue.
“I’ll be back,” said Juliana as she turned to leave. “After I deal with Borstag, that is. And keep your nose clean while I’m gone, little brother.” Juliana headed for the exit. Ethan watched her go, a satisfied smile lingering on his face.
Ethan sank back into his chair, a thoughtful frown replacing his earlier amusement. Juliana's news about the Night Whispers and the dungeon incursion near Corinth sent a shiver down his spine. Dungeon incursions were no laughing matter. They were occurrences where rifts opened between the material plane and some chaotic dimension, spewing forth nightmarish creatures and plunging the surrounding area into a state of pandemonium. The Empire had a dedicated division tasked with containing and closing these rifts but their methods were brutal and often left behind scarred landscapes.
What troubled Ethan most was the involvement of the Night Whispers with the dungeon incursion, an how dangerously close Corinth was to Holden. They were a shadowy guild shrouded in secrecy, rumored to dabble in various forbidden magics.
The most important bit, however, was that Ethan had connected the dots.
The bandits. The supposed [Necromancer] that wanted to raise an army and how the bandits wanted to use Holden as their starter town where they’d get the dead bodies. Ethan had wondered how, but now that he knew the Night Whispers might be the ones backing the bandits—or, heck, they might even be disguised as the bandits—he could guess how exactly they were gonna get their undead horde...
They’re gonna trigger a dungeon incursion in Holden. The one they triggered near Corinth but not in Corinth gives them a natural excuse, a natural disguise. After all, incursions tend to hit again near the areas they’d hit prior. That can only mean one thing, and that’s that they’re going to trigger an incursion in Holden. They know Theodore is the Baron of Holden, and that’s likely one of the reasons they chose Holden. Ethan leaned back and released a long-suffering sigh. After all, what would someone like Theodore do if there was a dungeon incursion in Holden? He’d run away. Even if he were to stay, he wouldn’t prove to be a competent leader that could keep the town safe...
But now that it falls on my shoulders.
Ethan must do something.
He refused to let innocent people to get hurt.
The door opened and Roland walked in, with Derrick poking his from behind.
“Greetings, my lord,” Derrick said. “It’s time for our first class.”
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Comments
Robert Apgar
Too easy can't farm levels that way
lenkite
Why didn't he inform his sister or his aunt about the [Undead Scourge] ?
Raganash
Same
Fortunis
Shit, cliffs ahead! I like the sister. The dynamic there is great. I get that he has kind of a blocked off no feelings thing going, (probably cause Theo was a sociopathic dickhead), but more interaction there would be fun. I'm curious why he didn't tell her about the bandit threat though. Seems like somthing she could have helped with. Also, calling it now. The Necromancer is the old friend 😆 🤣
klabuster
hey, there was no notification for this one
