123 Truth Of The Murder (1/2)

Matthew led the two to a single house in the desolate village which looked no different from the rest. Had the two of them been the ones to search the village, they would have taken a long time to chance upon this house because there were no fluctuations nor any signs that there were living people inside.

Inside, Nine was the first person they saw. The fact that he was in plain clothing did nothing to cover up the regal air that exuded from his very pores. Justin and Psyber couldn't help but lose part of themselves as they stared at Nine's visage. How could such a person exist in this world…?

It was only when Matthew coughed lightly that they broke out from the effects of Nine's Charm.

Justin's face turned a little pink. Why wasn't he used to it yet! Every time he tried to assassinate Nine he had done the same thing as well! Silently, the preteen blamed his failures on Nine's outstanding ability to draw him in, conveniently ignoring the fact that Nine had not fallen for his traps even once.

On the other hand, Psyber unabashedly continued staring at Nine, a sense of wonder building up within her before she reluctantly tore her gaze away. How was she supposed to find a husband now?! Maybe… this man?

Psyber's eye twitched as she felt a phantom sense of pain shoot through her. She looked around her, feeling like something bad would befall her should she ever try to make a move. She had no idea why she felt this way, but she trusted her gut.

When she looked away, Psyber's eyes landed on a familiar face. A very familiar face. It was a face that she had seen almost her entire life. Instantly, a sense of disbelief welled up within her. She had just seen his mutilated body a few hours ago and had been burning with anger and grief. The resignation that had built up within her had not yet dissipated, only having been locked away for the time being.

Almost instantly, Psyber let out a roar, launching herself at her brother. Before he could react, she soundly punched him as hard as she could in the face, ignoring the unmanly yelp that resounded in the room. The indignant sister ignored the stinging sensation in her hand as her anger evaporated with that one punch containing the entirety of her strength.

With her anger evaporated, tears once again sprung to her eyes as she grabbed her brother, wrapping him in a fierce hug. ”Stupid! You're so stupid,” she couldn't help but murmur, lightly hitting him with her fist.

When her brother's familiar arms wrapped around her, patting her gently, she couldn't help but break down, all the repressed emotions coming out at once. She really thought that they had lost him for good.

Wiping her tears, Psyber stepped back, letting Justin hug his horrible father instead. She breathed deeply as she calmed down, slapping her cheeks lightly. The moment she saw his face, several things had clicked into place. Obviously, Chow was in this as well if he had left his necklace on that body, so her anger was not unjustified.

The curse that had been lingering on the both of them had probably been placed there the night previous, whilst they were asleep. It was just like him to do something like that. This was not the first time she had fallen for one of his pranks, and it definitely wasn't the first time he had broken into her house to apply some sort of spell on her, only for her never to realize it.

The amount of times she had woken up and went out with strangely coloured hair or a moustache drawn on her face probably wasn't in the double digits any more.

”So?” Psyber said once her emotions were under control. She raised a brow, crossing her arms. ”Whose idea was this? How are you going to tell the tribesman that they were deceived by you?”

Chow sheepishly scratched his cheek, looking embarrassed. ”Sis, calm down…”

Psyber whirled around, glaring at him. Though she was glad that he was still alive, she was still angry after everything. There was no way that a single punch would take care of all the lingering anger after the things that he had put Justin and her through.

”Don't 'sis' me! Do you know how hard your son cried earlier? I felt like my heart was about to give out on me seeing him so sad!”

Chow looked guiltily at his son, only to be patted gently on his head by Justin. The Wererabbit teared up. Justin was the best!

”Look, it wasn't my idea, alright?”