"Brother!" a sweet blissful voice filled the room.
"Yes!"
"Your little sister came all the way from the academy amidst her busy schedule to see you and even dressed your wounds so shouldn’t you be happy?"
"Of course I am happy!"
Melissa blinked her eyes staring at an impenetrable stoic expression that seemed to have been left over in the frozen mountain of Aurelia for decades.
Looking over she noticed a faint twitching of lips that made her point.
"Wait your lips!Are you twitching?"
"You are thinking now about what’s going on isn’t it?" Melissa pouted, putting her hands on her hips.
Grim stared at her sternly while sweating inwardly.His entire body was in a state of extreme panic screaming what the hell was going on?
’Is the relationship between the two good?Looking at it this way it was more than good.’
Seeing this Melissa gave a sad look and caressed the wounds.
"It’s okay Brother..Even if you don’t remember me, I am always there.In fact the moment I heard you had committed suicide again I rushed again knowing that you might have forgotten again!"
Grim felt deja vu crawling over his back.It was intensely uncomfortable and he couldn’t find the words to say but it was different from the previous instance when he was pinned by that adopted bitch.
’So it wasn’t a one-time thing.’
The situation was becoming eerily uncanny.
Melissa then inched closer and wrapped her arms around him.
"I know you might be hurt and need someone familiar so I rushed here to take care of you."
Grim eyed her in suspicion.
But from the bits he remembered in the route Grim survived,he would be facing not the sweet smiling lady but a cold-faced demoness.
Grim observed her from top to bottom.She looked quite similar to him in facial aspect yet unlike her cold frigid self she was like a dazzling beauty that lit up the world with a smile.
It wasn’t the relationship between the two that was bothering him rather..
"Are you testing me?"
’Damn!She is somehow able to read my thoughts!’
"I am just analysing whether you have lost some weight!" he spoke cautiously.
"Uhh!" Melissa paused, feeling a slight warmth in her heart.
"In the whole mansion it’s only you who cares for me Brother otherwise it’s filled with cold-blooded monsters."
He wanted to say what about that lovely mother.She might be harsh at him but there might be a bit of connection right however he decided to keep it to himself.
’Should I keep being formal and maintain the distance?’
Pondering, he decided to take it slow.
"How is life at the academy?"
"It’s good if not for Marcus."
She then cozied herself on the bed and lamented.
"Marcus that punk..He is getting on my nerves."
"Always being smug with that blatant arrogant face going around building factions while isolating me.He won’t let go of the opportunity to rub it in my face that he had already managed to break the second seal while I am still tied down by the first."
Grim rubbed his chin giving a conflicted look and shook his head.
"It’s just Lineage of War doesn’t suit you well.You aren’t built for brutality."
It wasn’t just a random oddball he threw, rather inferred from the game.
The greatest mistake while selecting a Lineage was choosing something that doesn’t align with your nature.
It’s like asking a blacksmith brute to sing.
"You are a bit soft-hearted and delicate unlike the maniacs.I am sure it would have been good if you had chosen Archive or Loom."
Melissa’s eyes dropped on hearing this and she twirled her finger.
"If possible I want to step into that lineage.I don’t know what I can do.You know Father very well."
In the game through the protagonist’s help Melissa did change the Lineage taking the Loom pathway that developed her talent.
’Should I say that you can change Lineage now..’
Melissa noticed Grim’s cold gaze and smiled.
"Are you saying I should try another pathway?"
’Frightening!’ Grim spat in his mind.
Melissa pursed her lips and nodded in victory.
"If possible I want to try but you know the possible risk of insanity.I am a bit scared to take another step."
"I see!" Grim nodded thinking for a moment and then asked.
"So is there anyone you like out there like someone you want to give your heart to and tie your heart to?"
Melissa’s eyes widened and her face flushed.She jumped up and stomped her foot.
"You dummy!"
"Why do you always ask the same question after you lose your mind?" saying this she jumped ahead and hit Grim with a soft punch that made his expression distort.
’I don’t like where it’s going!’
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TAP!TAP!TAP!
Aster tapped on the armrest pondering for a moment and asked.
"Anything unusual Frank?"
"Nothing much except that he had been quite calm unlike before." Frank kept his usual devilish smile while answering.
Aster raised his brows giving Frank a mysterious gaze.
"How many times has it been?"
"7 times!"
"7 times yet failing every single time and getting up as one piece." Aster sighed thinking about the mystery.
His elder son is a pain in the ass going around trying to die.At first he was bewildered but now it had become normal.
The only reason he was keeping that psycho around here was because he was curious.
Curious about how he was able to get up after dying.
One time that mad son of his jumped from the roof ending up with a broken tangled body in a mess yet he was able to get up.
’Just what kind of mysterious power is this?’
"Frank, you know what to do?"
"Yes My Lord!" Frank’s lips curled upward and then explained the task.
"My Lord,you have an invitation..You need to be present at the parliament session."
"Hmm!Now leave!" Aster waved his hand while looking out.
’Those commoners are really reaching their hands beyond their authority.’