While Rykar as under the playful scrutiny of Marcel, Loki watched him from the side with a frown on his face. After spending all his life with his brother, there was no way he couldn't tell that he was lying, whether he hid his face under his mask or not.

"Stop getting so mad, kid. Its just a dog. I don't care if you killed and ate it or if you just gave it a hair-cut." Marcel laughed when he saw Rykar getting more and more riled up. "I mean, I can't say the same for your brother though…"

With that last comment, Rykar turned to meet his brothers piercing gaze before turning silent for a moment.

"How do you know were brothers?" Loki snapped to attention. The entire time they were in the underground, they hadn't taken off their masks once, much less referred to each other as brothers. They still had their masks on at this point and were fully dressed, so he was skeptical about how marcel found out.

"I had you guys carried here. Do you think it was hard to take off your masks them put them back on?" Marcel replied as though he was talking to an idiot. "Anyhow, enough wasting time. I'll get some food brought up, eat your fill then were heading over to the guild."

"We can go after they wake up." Rykar decided to be stubborn, not willing to isolate himself from Chance while in the presence of someone as weird as Marcel.

"It wasn't a choice." Marcel left the room while ignoring anything else that was said by the brats behind him.

Closing the door, Marcel leaned his back against the wall slightly away from the door frame while casually inspecting a trolley of pastries and breakfast items. Picking one randomly and throwing it into his mouth, his eyes narrowed under his mask as he listened in on the conversation taking place behind the door.

After seeing marcel leave the room and making sure that the door was shut tightly, Loki turned to his brother. "What did you do to the dog? Don't lie."

"I already told you."

"You didn't kill it, did you? First, in the fragment. Then, that woman. Now, just a random puppy that didn't even do anything?! Why are you hurting everything? It's just like dad and everyone else we've seen up till now!" By this point, Loki was practically shouting at his brother while trembling in suppressed anger, thoughts flas.h.i.+ng over what they had encountered up until now.

"I didn't mean to." Rykar began in a soft voice. "I was only trying to pick it up but- but I forgot about my hands." He spread his fingers, showing the sharp joints and pointed fingers. "There was so much blood, I didn't know what to do."

Hearing him retell the story, Loki's anger slowly dissipated after realizing that whatever happened was just an accident.

"Where is the puppy?"

"I- I hid it inside some bushes and put dirt on the blood"

"Don't worry ab-" Loki stopped mid-sentence as the door opened with Marcel dragging in a tray of food.

"How did you get the food that fast?" Rykar asked questioningly as he tried to regain his composure.

"I already had it ordered. Not everyone lacks preparation like your group haha."

"How did you know when we would wake up?"

"Secret."

As they ate, they threw a few more questions at marcel but were only met with vague replies, provoking their curiosity and actually making them want to get to the guild even sooner.

"What's the name of your group anyway?" Rykar asked. In all of the books he had read, large groups and organizations always had cool or mysterious names which made him s.h.i.+ver while picturing them.

"The Guild."

"Yeah, organization, guild, same thing."

"The Guild."

"Yeah, I get it, I meant guild. So, what's it called?"

"The. Guild."

"You mean, the guild is called The Guild?"

"Yeah."

"Wow...…"

Walking through the city towards The Guild was almost a prefect repeat of their past experience of leaving the fragment. The only difference was that the guide was now Marcel rather than Chance, along with it being day instead of night.

The city was at least ten times bigger than the 'outpost' they had previously resided in. With millions of residents and buildings towering into the sky, they felt like they were amazingly dwarfed when compared to everything around them.

As a way of comparison, the library was the second tallest building, second only to the castle, in the outpost. Sitting at 26 floors, it was a giant when compared to anything around it, yet there were a handful of buildings with a similar height just on the street they were currently walking on!

"d.a.m.n, you guys draw so much attention." Marcel grumbled most of the way. Even while withholding their curiosity, their masks brought quite a few glances from bystanders despite them quickly averting their eyes when they were able to notice Marcel leading them.

"Were not even doing anything. And you're wearing a mask too." Loki countered. Their behavior perfectly matched up to how they had been acting in the underground. Truth be told, he could fine no fault in their actions unless they were expected to become invisible.

"There's a difference. They won't look at or see me unless there's a reason to. And your faces are worth more than their weight in gold. Anyone with eyes can see that mine isn't the same." He sighed while struggling to hold his back straight. "If anyone would see me now. Looks like I've fallen to the levels of a body-guard."

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With the grumbles continuing for the next half hour, they finally arrived outside a ma.s.sive garden which was cordoned off with a lavish looking two-metre-tall metal gate. Inside wasn't overly busy but there were still people everywhere. Many were lazing around, taking advantage of the good weather, while others were sparring, reading or just conversing with one another.

Basically, this was a park.

And a public park at that.

"We came to… play?" Even while confused, Rykar was holding the urge to rush through the gates and explore. The s.p.a.ce was easily over five kilometres long and just as wide, taking up a ma.s.sive chunk of s.p.a.ce on the periphery of the city. One end of the park even extended towards the towering wall of the city.

It was an extremely well decorated and complete park. There were play areas, paving, fountains and even small gazebos and huts every now and then. Nearly the entire ground was covered in gra.s.s and shrubbery, with flowers blooming freely and trees providing shade along the paths and in their own small bundles of forest.

Comparing it to the castle gardens would be a complete injustice. Able to understand what Marcel meant when he criticized it so harshly previously, they honestly felt as though this was a field which had been cut out of a forest before being transplanted here directly. There were even traces of fauna scattered around.

"You'll see soon enough." Entering the gate, Marcel took them straight down the winding paths without so much as thinking before turning at an intersection.

With the twins mindlessly following behind him, it wasn't long before they began to feel as though they were seeing things they had already pa.s.sed by. The sense of de ja vu only got stronger, causing them to grow skeptical of their guide's sense of direction.

"Don't worry about it, just follow behind me. We'll be there soon enough." As though having eyes on the back of his head which could see their suspicion through their masks, he said a few words to rea.s.sure them while carrying on forward.

True to his words, it wasn't even three minutes later that they stopped outside an outhouse which seemed to appear out of thin air. This building was styled totally differently from the others around it. Rather than following the trend and being made from wood, this was a solid stone construct with columns holding up the structure. It was more like a temple than anything else.

"What the h.e.l.l, you took us to church?" Running his mouth as usual, Rykar couldn't stop the words from tumbling out in his surprise. One second he was following Marcel down an empty path. The next, a ma.s.sive hall shot out of nothingness! The hall wasn't big, only around ten metres high with each of its six walls being just as long.

"What part of this looks like a church? Please enlighten me." For the millionth time in the last few hours, Marcel sighed before sizing up the entrance and heading inside.

"Guild Head, I-"

One moment, they were following Marcel through the archway. Before they knew who he even begun speaking to, he practically turned into a human torpedo as he flew in between them, straight in the opposite direction they were walking in.

"You're late."