Chương 3: Father
When I heard of what happened to my daughter I couldn't help be angry. So angry that it scared my subordinates and unnerved my peers. For a simple fact, I'm known as the 'perfect Lucifage' always calm, never showing emotion. So when face morphed in anger and my presence was unleashed, they didn't have the will to stop me from leaving.
When I arrived home I burst open the main door stoping many servants in their tracks. Except for my daughter, Grayfia who seems to be expecting me. Approaching her I notice that her usually stoic face has done traces of worry in them. This made me worried as well because the only times her expressions changes is when it concerns her sister.
"Grayfia, is sh-" I try to ask only to be cut off
"No father she is fine but, she is acting weird" Grayfia admitted before walking down a hall. I follow her assuming she is leading me to her sister. To my surprise we walk straight past her room and start walking towards the library.
I give her a questioning look that she noticed from the corner of her eye. "She has locked herself up in the library for two weeks not allowing anyone in or out." she explains as we approach the library door.
She moves to the side as I walk up to the door and knock. Not a moment later I hear a "come in" and I open the door only for my eyes to widen at what I see. My daughter is studying and not greeting me. 'It's okay she just caught up in her studying and hasn't noticed it was me" I reassured myself.
"Astoria~ daddies home~" I greet
"Hello father" she replies plainly
I immediately stop in my tracks as most of my brain functions try to compute what I just heard. 'No daddy, she didn't say daddy! What did I do wrong!?! No I didn't do anything wrong! No, it was those Satan damn crows!!! Wait… what if, she blames me for not being here to protect her, to be here for her, to-'
I'm brought of my thoughts when I feel someone wrap their arms around me and snuggle into my chest. Looking down I see Astoria's beautiful silver hair and feel her mana. Her mana… is similar to her mothers's, it has a calming and welcoming effect on devils. I hug her back as my mind calms down and I begin to think more logically.
'The experience did have a effect on her, I can guess she wants to get stronger.' I thought as I let go of my daughter and look her in the eyes. Right then I saw it someone who accepted their weakness but, still held dignity. Looking into her eyes I saw a gleam, a ambition I haven't seen since her mother.
No more words are needed to be said, my daughter has a goal and if she's even half the women her mother was she will reach it. 'Now what is that goal? To get stronger so she doesn't have to fear? To get revenge on the fallen?' I want to know so I can tell if I should support her or not on this endeavor.
Yes I love my daughters with all my heart but, if they are going to attempt something suicidal or impossible they won't get much help from me. "What is your goal?" I ask, in a tone devoid of any of my earlier childishness.
"My goal" a completive look came upon her face as she thinks for a moment. "Do you know that twenty fallen came to attack me?" She asks and I nod it was in the report. "Well their original plan was to overwhelm me with holy spears until I effectively died. This is a plan for someone who didn't have all the information and didn't want to take chances. But, when they noticed my fear, they got bold and sent out one of the weaker fallen ones attack me head on." A dry chuckle came out of her lips.
"I lost miserably, barely put up a fight. They noticed so they kept me surrounded as they spoke about what to do with me. Some of them just wanted to kill, some of them wanted to take me back hostage but, the weakest one that I mentioned earlier. He gave me a lustful and sadistic look before suggesting having their way with me.
So ensued the worst thirty minutes of my life as they explained every disgusting thing they wished to do to me. They slowly stripped just to taunt me with the thought of someone coming to save me. They then got closer to me as I slowly fell into despair." She explained rage written in her eyes
"I hated being in that situation, a situation where I was desperate for someone or something to save me. If Grayfia wasn't there I would have been nothing more than their play thing."
"You ask me what my goals are the I'll tell you" she then exuded her mana applying pressure it did nothing to me and Grayfia. Seeing this a look of disgust came upon her face. This disgust wasn't pointed at anyone else but, herself.
"My goal is to rid myself of this filth known as weakness" as soon as she said those words a came out of her mouth a shiver ran down my spine.
'Just like your mother' I couldn't help but be worried and proud at the same time. I mentally sigh 'you were right aurora I should have listened to you'
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