บท 5: Isn't this his favorite novel?

<p>"I'll be staying with you all. Please call me by name while I stay here."<br/><br/>I produced a smile before lightly nodding to them. <br/><br/>"Please, enjoy your stay here. As long as you're here, you are one of us. Do not hesitate to tell anyone what you need."<br/><br/>The high priest my mother was talking with earlier smiled and ordered the servants to place my luggage inside the room. He's pretty amiable and look easy to approach.<br/><br/>"Ah, don't bother. Maya and Riss can handle that. I would like to take a rest first before going to the bishop, is that alright?"<br/><br/>"Of course, Young Master! Bishop isn't hurrying you to greet him. You've come from a long journey and I'm sure you're tired. Please excuse us."<br/><br/>"Thank goodness. Thank you and please, do address me in my name. My position is not applicable here, in the temple of God."<br/><br/>I asked. They all just perfunctorily nodded and made their way out. Well, I can't force them to address me in my name. Social ranks are pretty strict and it's part of the etiquette. Maybe when they feel more closer to me, they'll call me that.<br/><br/>"Maya, Riss. I'll rest first, you should too. You can manage that later."<br/><br/>The two servant I brought —my mother made me bring them— bowed before leaving thru walking backwards. I sighed. Isn't that pretty tiring? What if they hit the wall?<br/><br/>⟨‹ That's a practice engraved to their bones. As both of them are born from a direct servant of your family, they've been trained the moment they are able to control their motor skills. They're more lucky since they're a servant not a slave. If they're a slave, they are not allowed to lift their heads unless permitted. A simple mistake could have their head decapitated. ›⟩<br/><br/>That's awful. I pity them but it's not like I can abolish the system. Even in my world, something like this is common, just milder than here. Servants have at least basic rights, abling them to fight when their master is using violence. People can at least also choose to be slaves themselves. In here, when you're a commoner servants saying No is a taboo, beating a slave to death is quite common and would not be charged of murder.<br/><br/>⟨‹ Your world might be milder in sense of servants and slaves but its all the same.›⟩<br/><br/>I nodded. Just as the voice said, it's same thing, my world just beautify it. Fooling them with a sense of freedom. I slump myself to the soft bed, facing the plain ceiling. I raised my head and scan the room, it's simple compared to my room in the Dukedom, a little bit bigger than my private bathroom there.<br/><br/> This room is also a little smaller than my room in my world. Ah, i miss my home. My real home. <br/><br/>"Do I have to wait for the protagonist's sister to be in danger for me to go home?"<br/><br/>⟨‹ Yes. As I stated before, this is the body's fate. Unless fulfilled, you cannot die.›⟩<br/><br/>"Can't I just commissioned someone to kill the sister then I'll 'accidentally' save her? Why can't you just tell me where she is or her name?"<br/><br/>I've been thinking about that idea for quite a long time. Its a good idea if you think about it, siste+danger= saving her, then if I save her, fate fulfilled. <br/><br/>I've been asking the location of the sister since I don't really have an idea where or who she is. I just know that she's the protagonist sister which mean she's count Merli's daughter. <br/><br/>It would be easy if that count only have 1 daughter! plus, I don't even know the name of the protagonist!<br/><br/>⟨‹I can't. You have to follow the course of fate.›⟩<br/><br/>"Is there no faster way?!"<br/><br/>All of my frustrations, anxiety, fear, sadness and home sickness are swelling in my chest ready to burst any minute. I'm a selfish man, you see. <br/><br/>Even now and then, I don't care if the world is flat, oval or circle, what important to me is my love ones safety and them being with me. <br/><br/>I don't care if the world is in war or whatever, my world only consist of few people. And they are everything to me.<br/><br/>⟨‹ of course, there is. Didn't I already told you? There's a lot of roaming Gods and Goddesses in the world, blending in the human world.›⟩<br/><br/>"Bastard. Do you think a God or goddess will just be spotted easily? If I managed to spot and secure a God, you think I can defeat and store their soul? If i managed to, what kind of God, they are then?"<br/><br/>As stated there's another way. Which is to capture a God or Goddess, make them give me their soul or God Essence. <br/><br/>Easy? To hell with the difficulty. That's just straight up telling you to Cease to exist. <br/><br/>I may not be a believer of God or Goddesses, but I know there's a strange force somewhere in the world—especially this world— that can make me go poof in a flick.<br/><br/>⟨‹Then complete your fate. I'll try to look for another solution in the record.›⟩<br/><br/>"Please. For all of the people in the world, why me? I don't even have any idea what happen in this book! There's a lot of people who knows this book cover to cover in their heart."<br/><br/>⟨‹ Like Adriann?›⟩<br/><br/>"What his connection in this?"<br/><br/>I murmured. Rolling in the bed and burying my face in the pillow, it smells fresh and nature probably freshly washed. I frowned as why the voice suddenly mentioned Babi—wait. Why did he mention Adriann...why? I have an inkling I cannot name.<br/><br/>⟨‹ Isn't this his favorite novel? Don't you remember? ›⟩<br/><br/>This is his favorite novel? What does it mean? Isn't his favorite is called Lamparaoti?<br/><br/>This is LAMPARAE of Time, though.<br/><br/>"Lamparae? Lamparae... Lampara? Where's Oti?..." I remained silent as I pondered about it. An expression of disbelief formed in my face as I slowly sat up. <br/><br/>An imaginary Light bulb, lighting up in my head.<br/><br/>"Oti...Oti..oti is Of time! Lamparaoti is LAMPARAE of Time! Why didn't I think of it before?"<br/><br/>⟨‹ Yes, it is. ›⟩<br/><br/>I tried to recollect every memory I have about this novel. I remember a memory of me Illustrating this novel as a gift in our 3rd anniversary. He was so obsessed with this that I even become jealous of it. <br/><br/>Adriann always ask me to read this novel because he wanted a topic we could share when we talk, but due to my busy schedule even if I wanted to, I wasn't able to.<br/><br/>So, when I got the chance, i tried to finish the first 3 volumes and illustrate it. I remember how happy he was when he saw the illustration of the first volume. That day, we didn't do anything at all after dating aside from chatting about the book. It's a memorable day for me.<br/><br/>"If it's really Lamparaoti...then, i may or may not know a way that can help me go back."</p>