CHAPTER 83: NEMESIS

After that conversation, everyone silently ate the food on the table.

Although a god spawn had emerged, they had already eliminated it. The lighthouse will be repaired by the Storm Tower, and they have stationed someone else to observe the west coast. So, the three were free to do whatever they wanted.

That’s when Aurelia convinced everyone to try Zephyr cooking. For that, the three stayed behind; instead of leaving on the flying disk, they came here.

For the next hour, Zephyr slowly ate everything on the plate, chewing slowly. He enjoyed the meal and wished to sleep.

However, Corvinus decided to leave after the meal and brought him along.

An hour later, Zephyr found himself standing in front of a large manor. Corvinus flew them over here, saying they could rest here for a few days before returning. Then he left, flying away alone.

Zephyr, Aurelia, and Elenor looked at each other, confused.

"Viscount Whitewater’s manor?" Zephyr asked, with a hint of hesitation.

He had a vague memory of coming here before.

"Yes." Aurelia nodded.

"I thought he died."

"Shsss...Don’t curse someone standing in front of their home."

"He is not?" Zephyr widened his eyes, surprised.

"No." Aurelia shook her head.

"How? I thought the necromancer’s men killed him and the reinforcement."

"He took a strategic retreat at the right time and survived with his men."

"He ran away!"

"Strategic retreat." Aurelia squinted.

"Yes, I get it." Zephyr frowned. "Quite noble of him to save himself while men were dying out there."

"..." Aurelia rolled her eyes.

As the princess of the kingdom, she was one of the highest-ranked nobles. It would be a lie to say the sarcastic comment didn’t hit the mark.

"Anyways, let’s go inside." She said and walked up to the guards standing in front of the gate.

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The next morning, a procession of villagers carrying various gifts in their hands arrived at the cottage Zephyr used to live in.

The newly selected village chief walked to the front door and tapped on it, expecting Zephyr to come out

"Thus. Thud." The noise woke up the person inside.

They could hear someone move inside. They waited patiently for the door to open.

The villagers had come to the cottage with the hope of thanking Zephyr for saving their life. At the same time, all of them wanted to apologise to him for what they had done.

None of them could forget how they treated Zephyr outside the lighthouse. After all, they wanted to kill him in anger. Initially, a small group had come and asked for an apology. At that time, he ignored them and walked away.

Now, almost the entire village, including kids, teenagers, middle-aged men, women, and the elderly, was present. They thought coming together would increase the chance of Zephyr accepting their apology. Exhaling softly, they waited for the door to open.

Just as they wished, the person inside opened the door after a few seconds.

"What is it?" Rubbing his sleepy eyes, the man shouted as he opened the door.

Seeing the hundreds of villagers crowding outside, he panicked. But quickly calmed himself and fixed his posture.

Then, with an air of superiority, he asked again.

"What is it?" He paid special attention to his voice to sound more majestic and solemn.

As a four-star intermediate mage and heir apparent of the Malverin house, Cedric had to show his nobility through every action.

"Why is everyone here?"

Though initially annoyed, he later changed the tone to something pleasant after glancing over to their side. He mistakenly believed they were here to welcome him.

The villagers and the new chief were perplexed to see an unfamiliar face opening the door.

In his confusion, the chief asked.

"Is Sir Zephyr inside?"

"Zephyr!" Cedric repeated, gritting his teeth.

The name invoked boundless anger from the deepest part of his soul.

"Yes." The chief didn’t notice the change in Cedric’s tone. "We would like to apologise to him. Also, we would like to thank him for saving our lives."

"Huh! Apologise...thank" Cedric’s expression twisted into a deep frown.

Then he shouted explosively.

"F*CK OFF." Losing all sense of rationality, consumed by anger, he screamed.

The chief stepped back instinctively. Still, the saliva sprayed over fell onto his face, causing him to close his eyes abruptly. Losing balance, he almost fell.

However, Cedric didn’t care about that and slammed his clenched fist, reinforced with mana, into the doorway.

"Thump."

The entire house shook slightly. Dust fell off the sides of the wall and roof.

Shedding his noble pretense, he began to speak.

"F*CK OFF FROM HERE. I don’t want to see any of you here again." He gritted his teeth and slammed the door shut.

"THUMP."

The entire house trembled again.

Cedric hated Zephyr for no reason, but his hate turned to boundless fury when Zephyr turned him into a fool during the trial. And as if that weren’t humiliation enough, Zolt later punished him by assigning him to guard the west coast and forcing him to stay there until the lighthouse was rebuilt.

So, he absolutely hated the name being mentioned around him. Thus, the villagers who came to apologise and thank Zephyr trigger this reaction.

Meanwhile, the chief turned around in panic. With blood draining from his face, he walked back to the villagers who stood outside.

Holding back his fear, he began to speak.

"Sir, Zephyr does not seem to be inside. And his friend...he doesn’t seem to like us."

The moment he stopped, a person screamed from inside the house.

"AAARRRRAAHHH."

"FUUUCKKKOOFFF."

Everyone who heard it felt like an abomination worse than the godspawn was awakening inside. Their hearts leaped out of their chest as they took a step back.

"Let’s leave." The chief quickly said and made the villager turn back.

Cedric, who heard the chief mention Zephyr as his friend, was grinding his teeth in pure madness. His eyes turned red as he sat there on the bed silently.

"He is my enemy... my nemesis, damn it."

He shouted.