The tears of guilt and misery {PART 5}

 Erici nodded in agreement as to ignore as unnecessary argument.

  “Thomas here, is clueless to everything I am here for doing. He is flabbergasted at this heretic sorcery…. Basically I am telling that he is harmless”.

“Harmless?..... for now at least”.

His words. I didn’t understand why he was being a jerk. At least Erici looked like she was acing her real casual self; guess she likes him. Not that it was surprsing but he looked happy too, when replying to her so I tried to stir up some conversation.
   “Is he your boyfriend, Master”, I tossed the coin of curiosity in a still lake. I wanted to see a flustered Erici but unfortunately I was enveloped by even more hostile glare from this guy.
   “I could have been but unfortunately certain someone is her centre of universe.”, he had a deep scowl on his face, as if he appied more pressure, his skin would tore of his forehead. This had started to piss me of as well. He was being straight up asshole at this point, maybe I would even adhere him but at least give me a fair reason.
  “I told you my answer before Centauras. This is my decision.”

  “So hear this as well. I won’t let you waste your life and yout on this abomination”.  I remained silent as Erici stayed neutral. She didn’t was a commotion right now. As an extremely straight person she likes to complete swiftly without even a trace.
  “Hey Erici, looks like this chic’s on period.”, I mocked him wholehearted. His behaviour was admoniable. I was first all a guest, and second he treated me as garbage and even started hurting Erici. She didn’t say it but I know, her heart is more fragile than her tough-guy persona. Centaurus didn’t take one bit of it. He was so heated up, veins surfaced on his clenched fist. I knew what was coming for me and wouldn’t be able to dodge it without any damage. And then –bash- he punched me in my ear. knocking me out instantly. He must have anticipated that I was far stronger than I actually was, thus explaining the power in his hands. I instantly hit the ground, laying unconsious.

 “Now you have done it Justin. I said he was harmless.”, the puncher got consious of his egregious and uncouth act. But he was still somewhat satisfied with his result. He digustingly washed his hands as if he had touched trash. This was beyond excusable even for te calm Erici.
 “It seems you have lost your sense of differenciating between human and filth living among them. ” Erici sighed.
 “I didn’t think the Marnagnle would be so weak”. He spoke while he took out a two shopping bags out of the cabinet. Tey were different from the ones back home. They were intricately decorated cloth bas rather than paper.
 “You are naïve Frederyck. Your foolish decision had broke the organisation into multiple factions. I only sided wit the neutrals because of you. The executionists had started making plans to kill it before its too late, your own life is in danger as well”. He was really concerned about his dear friend who had strayed from tue victory according to him.
 “I am the being a child here? They are. Believing in some godforsaken legend to kill poor Thomas. Besides according to the original story, a Marnagnle has to be very strong and intelligant so as for a successful ritual. He is somewhatcunning but he isn’t someone I can categorise as strong.”
   Centauras gave a wry smile, as he handed over the goods. He had understood, intimidating her won’t make her give up on work up until now.  Erici, took them and placed them on the tabletop besides the cabinet, she then asked for some water and sprinkled it over on Tom’s face.

We left the the place shortly and went back to the bakery with the help of a similar contraption and then briskly returned home. I had way more doubts and questions about this ordeal. I had a feeling of the mouse being concealed in a room full of dangerous traps. The whole teleportation thing and the Erici being racist, then there was than letherworker. My ear has hurt so much, I wanted to scream. I had to swallow my pain just to get some information.
  Erika asked me to to open the packages, I saw an extremely beautiful belt. Unable to understand why she gave me a belt she spoke, “This isn’t belt. It’s a holster. Whenever you try to put your weapons inside it, it would make necessary adjustments in itself to carry them with ease. Try the dagger I gave you”. I picked up the dragger kept in on of the drawer and tried placing it in naturally as one would place in a normal holster. Suddenly a sheath emerged out of thin air connected  to the belt.
  “……Shit! Oh my god. What’s this witchcraft. Ericiiiiiiii”, I squeaked in horror. Erici who was unpacking the other package, three fat books inside it suddenly drops them being suddenly bolted by my scream.
 “Well, how can I say this……. Anyway it’s convinient and efficient right. Other than that, we will start our study lessons. On that note, don’t fake being unconsious to eavesdrop on someone else”. I was caught, moreover it was so perect that the other guy Centaurus was decieved by it but it seems master noticed it. It seems I can never win against her godly being. But why was she so hesitant in answering my doubts. She has already shown me she is very conspicuos or I can even say wicked. Her friend as it seemed to me was very hostile towards me, the men in the bakery were glaring sharply at both of us but mainly for some reason at a total stranger like me. The way one of customers who was acting narcissitic, admiring himself in the mirror while actually using it to keeeping an eye on me was creepy. As if they would pull out guns and obliterate me if I do anything peculiar. Then there was the whole portal passage thing. Those humanoid creatures, that unnatural landscape, the freaky looking  yellowish tinge in the clouds. And yet asking of me to shut myself.