Imagines from Elrios

They think that she doesn’t notice but she does very well. She sees the way Dreadlord’s hand will brush one of his knives, close enough to whip out and far enough not to cause suspicion. She sees Royal Guard taking a step in front of Demonio whenever she’s in the same room as them. It’s as if they were protecting her servant from herself.

That sparked a tinge of annoyance in her, they were mere servants, and they think they can stand up against her, the steel queen?!

Noblesse and Chiliarch exchanged looks when she ranted about this during tea time. The former gave her a cold look soon after.

“Are your sure about that?” Diabla scoffed at Noblesse’s words.

“Why wouldn’t I be? Your damn servants are stealing my Ciel away.”

Now even Chiliarch’s gaze hardened she will not sit here and stand Diabla insulting her Dreadlord.

“Why don’t you try to observe them for a moment?” She asked with venom hidden in her voice.

Diabla scowled.“ Why would I-”

“Do as she says Diabla, and, maybe you will understand.” Noblesse cut off icily nearly slamming her teacup down the table.

Diabla blinked, narrowing her eyes before storming off. For the next few days she observed the three Ciels to find out what exactly is happening.

And slowly she sees it. When was the last time Demonio had laughed? When was the last time her Ciel smiled? She would have punished him for taking off his mouthguard if she wasn’t so surprised.

As she walked towards the trio, Royal guard and Dreadlord stood almost protectively over Demonio, muscles tense. Diabla frowned, feeling a bit hurt especially when the smile disappeared from Demonio’s face as he jerked the mouthguard back up.

“Come Ciel.” She commanded, and Demonio slowly walked to her with his head bowed before Dreadlord grabbed his shoulder and whispered something in his ear with a comforting grin as Royal Guard gave a reassuring smile, Demonio’s eyes smiled but disappeared again when he saw Diabla.

She tried doing what the two did, tried bringing a phoru to Demonio, making jokes and puns but Demonio didn’t react, only showed fear.

And Diabla thinks sadly as Demonio fliched when she tried to touch his hair:

“Why won’t you smile at me?”

Then she realized, it’s all Dreadlord and Royal Guard’s fault, she would be fine if the two hadn’t meddled in her Ciel’s life.

Noblesse cocked an eyebrow as she listened to Diabla, mild annoyance in her features.

“You’re jealous.” Diabla stopped short at complaining, staring at her counterpart incredously.

“I am not.” She glared and both heard a loud thud. Chiliarch banged her head on the table.

“For El’s sake.” She muttered under her breath and Noblesse face palmed in annoyance.

“Are you really that oblivious Diabla?” She questioned, eyes narrowing.

Diabla scowled, slamming a hand on the table.“ If you want me to know something then tell me you pathetic excuse of a noblesse!”

Noblesse bristled.“ How dare you!” She screeched, Diabla smirked.

Before they suddenly freezed, paralyzed. Chiliarch stared at them with a small grin, manic even. She used her power to grab the sliver of fear inside them and expanded it to terror, then paranoia.

“Calm down.” She smiled and her hold on their inner terror disappeared enabling them to move again.

Diabla scowled and left.

That night, she woke up without Ciel beside her.

“Where is he?” She muttered, leaving the bed and opening the door, through the contract, she felt his faint presence lead her to the kitchen.

Taking care to be silent, she peeked her head through a crack in the open door. Anger flared inside her, she shut off the contract so Demonio won’t know she’s here.

Dreadlord and Royal guard was with him and she jerked back behind the door, deciding to just eavesdrop on their conversation inside.

“Another nightmare Deo?” Royal Guard asked softly. Demonio nodded silently.

“Can….can you tell us?”

Demonio kept his mouth shut.“ It’s nothing.”

Diabla faintly heard a growl from the kitchen as she strained to hear more. Ciel? Having a nightmare?

“It ain’t nothing if we found you shaking here alone.” Dreadlord snapped which made Demonio flich, Dreadlord’s eyes softened .

“You know you can talk to us about Diabla right?”

Diabla narrowed her eyes, what about her? Was Ciel planning to betray her? How dare he!

Demonio licked his chapped lips and this time, he told them.“ Lu……. was mad at me…. she said I was useless……. she kicked me and clawed me with her gauntlets…”

Dreadlord growled in his throat and Royal Guard’s hands tightened to fist.

“It’s just a dream now, we’re here for you.” He said reassuringly, Dreadlord nodded in agreement.

Dreadlord frowned.“ How can you deal with her abusing you?” He asked, which earned him a whack from Royal guard.

Demonio smiled softly.“ I could never hate her, no matter what.”

Diabla felt her heart constrict painfully as she listened. She never knew how much she hurt Ciel until now, how much he went through becuase of her. Realization slamming into her like a wave.

Royal Guard closed his eyes before opening them again and looking at Demonio intensely.

“You lost your humanity, your emotions and your sanity. She abuses you and yet you stay. Why Demonio?”

And Demonio stared back, blank eyes suddenly wise and understanding.

“You already know why, she’s my Lu after all, no matter what.”

The door flew open and Diabla was suddenly there, Dreadlord and Royal guard immediately stood in front of Demonio who flinched.

But it was strange, Diabla was trembling and her eyes were glistening. She took tentative steps towards Demonio.

And Royal guard’s eyes widened, Diabla was silent but her eyes betrayed her, she was crying.

He looked at Dreadlord and nodded before they left the kitchen, but stayed outside in case anything happens.

Royal Guard prayed that Diabla and Demonio’s contract can be fixed. But how can something so broken can be fixed? He could only hope.

There was silence, Demonio was averting eye contact with her. Diabla felt her heart constrict painfully again, remembering how she abused Ciel and forced her power into him.

This was so wrong, she was a fool. Ciel was the one who saved her from Karis, the one who helped her get her power back. And how did she repay him? Oh right, by forcing him to be a full demon, abusing and punishing him, treating him like dirt and making his life shit.

Diabla swallowed the lump in her throat and brushed his cheek, Demonio fliched.

“I’m sorry.”

And yet through all of that, Ciel stayed, put up with her actions.

Diabla closed her eyes and hugged him.“ Sorry for hurting you…sorry for everything I did to you….”

Demonio smiled softly, feeling relief and happiness that Lu, Lu, was still there. And that was enough for him.

She must have sensed his thoughts because Lu suddenly sobbed, throwing her pride out of the window.

“I’m sorry!” She sobbed, clinging to him and burying her face in his chest.“ I’m so sorry Ciel….”

Demonio hummed, running his clawed hands through her hair and rubbing her back as Lu hiccuped.

I forgive you Demonio whispered through the contract. Lu whimpered and clung to him even tighter.

It’s enough, that you still have humanity Lu.

Diabla pressed closer to him, seeking warmth.

Please, I don’t want to be insane anymore, I don’t want to hurt you anymore.

Ciel hummed softly at her fear. Im here, don’t worry, I’ll make sure of it. Nobesse, Chiliarch, Roy and Dread will help too.

Diabla smiled through tears, falling asleep at last. Demonio sighed fondly, standing up and carrying her.

He’ll make sure that his Lu won’t cry anymore. And to do that he’ll give her wish to control her power and regain her humanity.

Dreadlord and Royal guard were waiting for him with warm smiles when he went out and-

“Are you crying?” Demonio asked in amusement at Royal Guard who blushed and looked away.

“Im happy that you two are fine now that’s all.”

Dreadlord grinned looping an arm around the blue haired man.“ Awwww, Roy’s a softie.”

He suddenly looked at Demonio reaching out for him.“ Join the hug Deo!” He smirked.

Demonio blinked, before slowly giving a serene smile and shaking his head, he had to get Diabla to bed after all.

“What now?”

Ciel can only chuckle nervously. “So yeah, uh… Hi?”

Ain backs away in disgust and fear. “No. Nonononono, that cannot be. First of all, how would I have fathered a child? And secondly, how could any child of mine affiliate himself with the demons?”

“For Sult’s sake, we’re not affiliated with the demons anymore,” Lu drawls from her perch on the couch. “Just give it up, pretty boy. Accept the fact that you knocked some human up, and Ciel is now your kid.”

“I…” Ain shakes his head. “That is highly improbable, and borderline insane! I am a priest of Ishmael! I have done no such thing?”

Ciel suddenly looks like he’s trying to swallow a frog. “Uh… Dad?”

“Don’t call me such things!”

Ciel ignores him. “If my, uh, human parents aren’t my biological parents, then who’d you knock up?”

Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the guild, everyone was celebrating, except for one boy of dreams unfulfilled…

“Hey,” Ara says, coming to sit next to Add. Her reindeer antler headband is lopsided. “Are you alright? You haven’t talked to anyone.”

“I guess.” Add looks down into his mug of hot chocolate. The candy cane stuck in it is slowly melting. “Why should you care, anyways?”

Ara frowns. “Why shouldn’t I care? You’re putting a damper on everyone else being happy. We’re all worried for you, Add.”

They sit in silence for a while. Add takes a cautious sip of his hot chocolate. It’s still too hot. “It’s lonely,” he remarks quietly.”I miss Christmas with my mother. She always made peppermint hot chocolate for me.”

He’s surprised to turn to find Ara’s nose turning red, a sign that she’s about to cry. “We didn’t really have Christmas where I came from,” she says, “but my brother gave me a gift every year. Now that he’s gone, it just doesn’t feel right.”

“There’s always that one little tradition that’s missing,” Add says, nodding. “But they’re gone, so I guess there’s not much we can do to bring that feeling back.”

“Yeah.” Ara rubs her eyes and grins. “But hey, there’s always time to make new traditions and new memories, right?”

Hey, it’s a start. He takes her hand, and they go together to partake in the Christmas cheer.

Soda and cookies put under the tree, in hopes that Santa’d set presents for three.

“You said your father always put soda under the tree instead of milk,” Eve says as she hands Chung a can of cola. “Why is that?”

Chung looks surprised that she’d even remember this. “We ran out of milk one Christmas, so instead Father put a can of soda there instead.” He smiles. “Thank you.”

“Oh my god, how come she gets the fancy upgrades?” Blaze whines, sprawled over the couch. “I mean, I get that they want her to be the “official” Elesis, but how come I don’t get something that awesome?”

From her perch on the nearby table, Crimson snorts. “Just wait your turn. You’ll get your update soon.”

“Yeah, but you’re just saying that because you’re, like, dead inside,” Blaze retorts.

“You get used to it after having updates last for years,” Crimson mutters. “Besides, they can’t only give Empire the cool stuff. Everyone else is going to get cool upgrades.”

Blaze huffs and sits up. “That’s right. I’m going to be more badass than her, just you wait. I’m gonna make them give me flaming hair!”

Crimson watches in silence as Blaze jumps to her feet and takes off out the door. “I AM FIRE, BABY!”

The door slams behind her. 

Ara is an angel, and Add is a broken shadow. 

Her laughter is beautiful, and it heals him slowly. His heart is filled with joy whenever they speak.

It never would have occurred to him that they’d become such good friends. She is a girl from a world of demons and spirits, and he is a boy from a world of viruses and databases, but somehow they are friends, perhaps something more.

Perhaps that is why he cannot stay close to her.

Ara is an angel, and Add is scared to taint her purity.

So he moves away slowly, pretending to have other things to do when she comes to talk to him. He buries himself in his time travel equations and forces himself to fixate on the past. There is no future for a broken boy, after all. He lives the present while he can and reminisces over a tattered past.

He tries not to focus on the the fact that she has other friends to turn to. Rena and Aisha often braid her hair. Elsword helps her sneak candy from the pantry all the time. Chung talks to her just as much as he does.

Ara is an angel, and Add needs to forget her before he hurts her.

“I don’t deserve you,” he says one day when she finally catches him and forces him to talk to her. “You’re an angel, Ara, and I’m only going to hurt you if I let myself get close to you. Please, go be happy with the others.”

She shakes her head. “You’re hurting me by staying away,” she says quietly. “Don’t leave me again, please.”

They hold onto each other. Ara confides to him that she isn’t an angel either. She is a broken shadow, just like him. The healing process is slow, but they’ll heal together. She kisses his forehead, and he kisses her lips.

“Stand back,” Ain shouts over the din of the roaring demons ahead of them, “I’ll take care of this!”

He flicks his pendulum and watches his coat bloom in white and blue. “Flame Emotion!”

When the tendrils of El energy leftover from his attack dissipate, the first to run up to him is Aisha. “Oh my El, I didn’t know you could do that!” She exclaims, running her hands over his sleeves. “Is this some sort of awakened state you can enter?”

Ain smirks. “Yes, I suppose you could call it that.”

“You look like a very magnificent flower,” Rena muses. “Like a large white flower, blossoming in the wind.”

There’s suddenly a cackle. “OH MY GOD, YOU’RE A PLANT ANGEL.”

Everyone looks around for the source of the laughter, only to find Elsword rolling on the dirt ground, barely able to breathe from laughter, alongside Lu who is sitting and shaking in her mirth. “A magnificent plant angel,” she cooes, before bursting out laughing again.

Then Add attempts to contain his laughter, and fails, and suddenly all of them are laughing. Even Eve manages a smile.

And Ain?

He joins them.

Blaze was supposed to be her throne to claim, dammit.

Yama remembers the years she spent learning everything there was to learn about Blaze, how she gave up all her other romances to pursue one with Blaze. She remembers one night when she wrapped her arms around Blaze from behind, and got a fiery kiss on the cheek in return, one that burned for days.

It wasn’t supposed to end with Blaze and Sakra together.

Yama watches them laugh together, and sighs. They look so happy together that it hurts, and eventually she has to tear herself away.

Yama, with her carefully crafted words and perfectly timed hip-swaying, has lost this battle.

When did Sakra find her way into this love equation? Was it that one drunken night when Yama impulsively blurted out her love for Blaze? Was it after the afternoon they went shopping together? 

Whatever the cause was, Yama has lost the love of her life to one she calls her sister, and it hurts. They’re so disgustingly in love, and Yama sees them everywhere.

“Tsk. Useless,” she mutters to herself, swinging her spear around. “Absolutely useless fools. I don’t need either of them.”

science couple? science couple.

they usually greet each other in the mornings with a mug of coffee. Eve has learned that Add likes his coffee with as much sugar as humanely possible.

sometimes they’ll be editing each other’s blueprints while half in each other’s laps

“do I get a kiss?” “only if you move that exhaust pipe 0.19 inches to the right, otherwise it’ll get chopped off by the fan”

neither of them can cook but they try for each other!

they’re not big on PDA but Add likes the feeling of Eve’s butterfly kisses over his face when they’re in private

Elsword shows up with a bouquet of red roses and shyly confesses, despite all his normal enthusiasm. Sure, it’s a classic move, but Elsword is a classic boy. It’s a unique side to him that not many will see.

Aisha has trouble verbally expressing her affection, so she writes a confession letter to her crush and hands it to them before taking off awkwardly. She’ll probably follow it up with some actual talking.

Rena just mentions it casually. She’s learned over the years that it’s better to get a confession over with quicker; otherwise, it’ll consume her alive. Typically, though, she tries to stay away from romance. Elven lives really are too long.

Raven has done a confession one (1) time in his life and it involved screaming from both parties. He’s not very good with confessing. Don’t ask Raven for advice on how to confess.

Eve is not sure what a confession even is. She prefers to wait for the other person to take the initiative. However, if worst comes to worst, she’ll ask them out to a romantic dinner and confess there.

Chung sketches his crush carefully, writes “I love you” along the bottom of the sketch before signing his name and tucking it into a heartfelt, handcrafted card. Hey, he was sick often as a kid, so this kind of stuff is second nature to him.

Ara tries her hardest to prepare a box of chocolates, but probably chickens out at the last moment or trips and dumps the entire box over her crush. It’s a memorable experience, but definitely a stressful one. Eun spends the whole time cackling.

Elesis rehearses a perfect confession, even learns how to hide a rose in her sleeve and extract it extravagantly when needed. Will she ever do it, though? Hell no. After some pushing from her friends, she might try, but she might also have a meltdown afterwards.

Add has to convince himself that he doesn’t have a crush first… And fails miserably. And proceeds to cry. And maybe send his crush a “get out of my face” message so he suffers slightly less. Add isn’t good with confessions either. Don’t ask him for advice.

Lu just figures, if I like them, they have to like me back, right? She doesn’t even bother confessing. She just gets up all in her crush’s personal space and acts like they’re a couple anyways. 

Ciel sends his crush a cute confession message along with heart-shaped cookies. After all, the easiest way to anyone’s heart is through their stomach, right? What his crush doesn’t know is that he’s toiled over the recipe for months.

Rose gets all red around her crush, and has to duck away to not embarrass herself. Eventually, at some point, she’ll make awkward eye contact with them, choke out a hasty “I like you!” and run. Don’t ask Rose for advice, she won’t give you any. She could probably use some herself.

Yuno as the older(?) twin brother. The outgoing and cheerful one! The cause of more than a few of Adrian’s gray hairs.

Herbaon as the younger(?) twin brother. The dutiful child. Always ready to remind his brother that father said we’re not supposed to eat cookies after midnight Herjuno.

Eve as the eldest sister. The responsible sibling. Also the favorite child. Sometimes saddled with twin babysitting duties.

King Nasod Adam as the eldest brother. Old enough that he doesn’t quite understand what kids are into these days.

Adrian as the father. Too old, too tired. The joys of single fatherhood.

When Arme had asked Lord Knight to go out for dinner with him, he hadn’t expected such a positive response, let alone any. Yet, Elsword had accepted Ain’s offer wholeheartedly despite the hour of the evening. Anywhere with food sounded good. Two friends, going out to hang for a while.

So why did it feel so strange. Arme had taken the first bits of advice thus far, getting food and taking Elsword to a nice little clearing in the forest that was popular to hikers for picnicking.

“Elsword? Do you know why I brought you here?” Ain chirped, carefully picking at the take out.“None at all. The food is great.” Blabbed the swordsman, a mouthful of food constricting his words.Ain sighed, praying Elsword would at least chew properly.

“What, did you need to tell me something?” Elsword asked, concern now discernible with his mouth free of food.Ain rubbed the back of his neck before pulling out a box from one of his pockets, and handing it to elsword who quite unceremoniously opened it right there and then. A bright crystalline jewel hung on a gentle chain that resembled ice. Arme had made it very last minute, infusing it with as much positive energy and magic as he could.

“It’s a charm for your sword, so that whenever you see it, you’re reminded of the fact that I love you very, very much. My entire life is yours, Elsword.” Ain hummed, smiling as if that were a completely normal thing to say on a day to day basis with no previous romantic interactions before.

Elsword is awestruck. Woah, he gets taller! And his sword is super cool! Does this mean he’s going to be a Velder Knight? Why does he get a cape? The awe turns to questions quickly, ones that go unanswered from the lack of information.

Aisha is similarly awestruck, but in a very quiet way. She sits wordlessly and admires the magical constructs that she can’t recreate yet, and tries to find an incantation for those flames. Hang in there, Aisha, you’ll get there soon!

Rena laughs happily, because future her must be free to do what she wants. She zeroes in on the lack of knee guards, though - kicks can be harsh on her knees, and if she really doesn’t need knee guards, she must be super strong.

Raven accepts it with a curt nod. For him to wear the symbol of Velder… He must have sought (and gotten) forgiveness for his crimes. That’s all he needs to soothe his fears for the future.

Eve doesn’t show it, but she’s alarmed by the wings. Aren’t those an extension to the forbidden Queen’s Throne code? If she really does go down that path in the future… Eve saves the photo to remind herself of her future power.

Chung freaks out entirely. How is he supposed to walk around in a Freiturnier like that? Why is his cannon so huge? What happened to his hair? It’s only much later that he realizes it reminds him of his father.

Ara panics and asks Eun why she’s so flowery. While she’s happy that older her is clearly much more graceful and less clumsy, she’s also a little worried - that skirt cannot be good for battles.

Elesis whoops but is also a little hurt. Why is future her wearing a skirt? At least past her is wearing shorts underneath. Nonetheless, the large flag of Velder that future her holds gives her hope.

Add notices immediately that future him is no longer covering his scar. That means future him has confidence in himself. Add backs the hell away from that thought.

Lu is certainly confused. Is this a human thing? Because demon military uniforms certainly don’t look like that. Future her looks hella hot in that jacket though.

Ciel gives Lu a history lecture on human military uniforms and how they differ from place to place. No, Miss Lu, don’t do your narcissist thing where you make faces at yourself. Aside from that, he’s pretty accepting of this 3rd job.

Rose is aghast. The Princess would have a heart attack if she saw this outfit. What happened to dressing conservatively like an Empyrean guard? She puts the image down and goes to wash her eyes out with soap.

Hello anon! We’re awfully sorry for the lack of imagines being produced, but the mods have been really busy with school and irl stuff. Added to that is the struggle known as NaNoWriMo, which puts another damper on our production lines.

Don’t worry, our goal is to keep this blog alive with imagination and writing, so  you bet we’ll be back to imagines as soon as we can!

Dread stared from his seat near the bed. Roy lay on it, breathing peacefully as if he never got hurt and nearly died in the hands of demons.

The thought made his throat constrict painfully, images of Roy covered in blood and limp in the ground, breathing dangerously shallow. It was Chili who snapped him out of his rage after he massacred all the demons surrounding them.

Noblesse was in an even worse state than him after the elgang was back to the safety of the inn, the demon was a sobbing mess blaming herself for not being there.

Aisha, Ara, Rena and the other girls took the liberty to take Lu to somewhere private presumably to talk to her.

Dread exhaled a shaky breath, exhausted and worried for Roy’s fate.

“You idiot.” He muttered softly.“ I thought you were the one who had more common sense.”

No response came from the bluenette man. Dread leaned over and brushed a strand of hair away from the other Ciel’s face.

Dread then stood up and left the room to vent his anger by training.

“Please wake up soon.” He whispered throwing Roy one last glance before he shut the door behind him.

Meanwhile, Blesse had her face buried in her hands, the tears have stopped streaming down her face earlier but the guilt remained.

“I should have been there. I worked him too hard, now he’s hurt.” Rena gave a sympathetic look.

“No it wasn’t.” Elesis said fiercely.“ It was Ciel’s choice to be your royal strength right?”

“Are you saying that it’s his own fault that he’s hurt?” Noblesse nearly screamed, hysteria and fear in her face, gone was the Lu who always had an air of elegance and power around her.

The red knight sighed.“ No, I’m saying that he thinks it’s his duty to die protecting you. If you want him to stay alive, then talk to him.” She explained.

Aisha huffed.“ Your crying won’t heal him, try and reach him through the contact.” She suggested, feeling a mix of annoyance and worry for her friend.

Ara smiled.“ Why don’t you check up on him?”

Lu gave a meek nod feeling drained at everything that just happened. She didn’t want her Ciel to die, she didn’t want any of this. Perhaps she must tell him that he should not die for her sake.

“Thank you, everyone.” She whispered. And for the girls in the elgang, it was a surprise for the normally pridefull demoness to be thankful.

Later that night after everyone had retired for sleep, Dread went to check up on Roy one last time before he joined Chili to sleep.

His eye’s widened. Roy was awake! The guard only had his long sleeved shirt on along with his slacks. His coat and vest were folded neatly on the table.

Roy sighed, putting back the silk white ribbon giving up on tying it using one hand because the other is broken at the moment.

“You’re awake.”

Roy jumped and saw Dread behind him, relief and joy on the other’s face.

“Yes……I have too attend to Lu now.” He said, brushing past Dread.

He was suddenly whirled around by the shoulders and faced Dread who was staring furiously at him.

“Can you stop and think about yourself once?!” He yelled, was it anger or worry on Dread’s face, or maybe both? Roy didn’t know anymore.

The blue haired man gritted his teeth but Dread continued to rant.

“Saying shit like "It’s my duty to protect you even if I die”….. Dread’s eyes were wide in fear? Hysteria?

“Always putting your life on the line.” Images of Roy suddenly appearing in front of Noblesse and being impaled by the spear meant for her.

“Always stepping in first.” Roy looked down, clenching his teeth at how well, how well Dread knew him and trying to make him understand his actions. It wasn’t like that, Roy knew very well the risk he’s putting himself into but it was his decision, his choice.

Dread’s face became shadowed by his bangs.“ If you die, then Noblesse wouldn’t forgive -no”

When Dread looked up, Roy felt a twinge of guilt inside him. The other Ciel looked absolutely broken.

“I wouldn’t forgive myself.” He whispered before pulling Roy close to him and burying his face in his shoulder.

Roys closed his eyes, feeling Lu’s grief for the first time through the contract.

“I’m sorry.” He said to both. He felt Dread shift before he was pulled into the bed.

“Sleep.” Dread ordered, snuggling into the other Ciel. Roy sighed, resigning himself to Dread’s wishes for tonight.

Within minutes the two were fast asleep.

From the door where they were spying, Chili smiled to herself.“ Looks like Ciel beat you to talking some sense to Roy.” She whispered to Noblesse who looked away snobbishly, back to herself.

“I thank him for that.” She muttered.“ But I still don’t like Dreadlord.”

Chili pouted at that but Noblesse suddenly smiled softly.“ I’m glad though, there is someone out here that can coax Ciel not to do so much for me.”

Chili chuckled and Noblesse pouted at her.“ I’m still giving my Ciel a proper scolding regarding this event.”

The other Lu grinned as they walked away.“ My my Blesse, so uptight.”

“What a nice boat.. Want it back?? Kekek..”

Elsword stared at the albino… hiding in the sewer?Part of his logical mind just said ‘fuck no..’He could make a new paper boat, right?

Elsword couldnt though. He got papercuts. Elesis had made this boat for him. Asking her for another one would just be bothersome. She was busy so often.“Yea…”

“You look like a nice boy..”The.. Thing’s black eyes stared up at Elsword with a crazed look.“Wanna come down here too?”

Every passing second Elsword was becoming uneasier and uneasier.“I’m not supposed to take things from strangers..”The face the person in the sewer shot at Elsword was one of pure malice and hate.“My name is Diabolic Esper… There, now we aren’t strangers, are we?”

This guy was psycho. Elsword decided it might be better to just bug Elesis for a new boat.“I have to go now..”