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Noctarth was inplete chaos now, thanks to the meddling of so many different factions.
Derrick and Victor had their entire focus on Ashen Pact.
If Marie were to return, Abraham would have to send someone to bring her back before he could feel at ease.
But Marie refused…
“I’m noting back right now.”
“Hm?” Abraham’s voice dropped.
“Dan’s a scheming bastard,” Marie said tly. “Derrick doesn’t have nearly as many sleeve.”
Abraham fell silent. <i>Dan</i>? <i>Derrick</i>?
“You’re worried Dan will outwit Derrick?<b>” </b>
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In that moment, Abraham caught a subtle note in Marie’s words–something different.
She… seemed to care about Derrick.
“I’m not worried,” she muttered. “I just think he’s stupid. Those years, he couldn’t even exin himself to you; he wandered in misery for years. Dan, on the other hand, has eight hundred schemes–he’s sly as a fox. And Derrick, who only knows how to fight head–on, could end up falling straight into one of his traps.”
Marie keptining about Derrick’s foolishness.
But Abraham’s furrowed brow eased; the corners of his mouth curved ever so slightly. He left her with just two words, “Suit yourself.”
And he hung up.
Abraham headed downstairs at once.
From the staircase, he saw Eddie still clinging to Ste’s legs, while she held a hand over her
mouth.
“Just go shower already; hurry, go shower-”
“Say something good to my brother for me, I beg you!” Eddie cried.
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“Fine, fine, I’ll say it–I’ll plead for you, alright? I’m begging you, please<b>!</b>” Ste groaned.
If he lingered any longer, she was going to vomit again.
Honestly, the smell radiating off Eddie was beyond awful.
Ste felt like she might faint on the spot.
Hearing that she’d speak up for him, Eddie instantly loosened his grip on her legs.
But a secondter, hetched on again.
Ste stared. <i>Wait</i>–what<i>… </i>
“What are you doing now?”
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Normally hot–tempered, she honestly wanted to p him across the forehead right then.
But Eddie’s terrified gaze wasn’t on her–it was fixed on the staircase above.
He clutched Ste’s legs even tighter.
Ste thought grimly.
Abraham narrowed his eyes. “I suggest you let go immediately, or you can kiss those hands goodbye.”
Each word was bitten off, thick with menace.
Under that dangerous threat, Eddie’s grip faltered—yet in the next instant, he grabbed onto Ste’s legs again.
Abraham’s face darkened.
“Ste, you promised me–you said you’d save your brother Eddie!” Eddie shouted frantically, clinging to her like a madman.
He was truly desperate. The Milbar Desert had disgusted him to the core; they drank water straight from muddy pits. <i>Forget </i><i>bathing </i><i>water</i><i>–</i><i>there </i><i>simply </i><i>wasn’t </i><i>any</i><i>. </i>
“Eddie!” Abraham’s voice was sharp, his eyes narrowed.
“Ah–honey, don’t be like this,” Ste said quickly. “He really is pitiful; he hasn’t bathed in
months.”
But the moment he let go, the stench hit her nose again; Ste almost retched.
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Seeing how sick she looked, Abraham strode down the stairs; his foot shot out, aiming to <b>kick </b>
Eddie.
Luckily, Eddie dodged just in time.
But in that split second he slipped aside, the stench on him spread violently through the <b>air</b>.
“Urgh-” Ste gagged.
Abraham’s expression tightened.
She was about to throw up; pregnancy had already heightened her sensitivity to smells, and she couldn’t stand it.
Even Abraham, usually soposed, winced at the stench, his brow twitching.
“Abraham…” Eddie looked at him pitifully.
The smell was giving Abraham a pounding headache. “Get a damn shower!”
“So you’re letting me off the hook?” Eddie asked cautiously.
Abraham said nothing.
“If you’re letting me off, I’ll go shower right now!”
Abraham and Ste both stared at him.
The look in their eyes had shifted; Ste’s especially.
“You did this on purpose, didn’t you?” she asked sharply.
The ck grime smeared all over Eddie–what even was that?
Eddie stayed silent, meeting their gaze without flinching.
Ste wanted to copse. She tugged at Abraham’s sleeve desperately. “Honey, please, just let him off. I’m really going to throw up.”
The more she looked at Eddie, the more certain she was it had been deliberate.
And the thought that he had just hugged her legs-
Her eyes dropped instinctively. When she saw the grime staining her clothes, she nearly lost it.
Abraham shot Eddie a dangerously cold re. “Still not leaving?”
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“Fine, I’ll go, I’ll go now! But you promised–you’re letting me off; I’m never going back to the Milbar Desert again!”
With that, Eddie bolted.
He ran faster than a rabbit.
Abraham stood silent.
Ste looked at him, eyes full of grievance. Abraham rubbed her head gently. “Couldn’t just kick him off?”
“I feel like the smell’s still on me,” she muttered.