Chapter 251
“I’m feeling better.” Bella smiled weakly. Her complexion was pale, but her smile was genuine. “It’s thanks to Teacher Alison. She managed to gather most of the materials for me.”
“Mhm.” Evelyn smiled as well, feeling somewhat relieved. Teacher Alison’s vast network and connections had enabled her to obtain items that were otherwise difficult to find.
“Now, only one thing remains,” Evelyn said solemnly.
“The heart of a Null Beast,” Bella whispered. The name alone seemed to hang in the air, filling the room with a strange, heavy silence. The mention of it sent a shiver down Evelyn’s spine. Despite Alison’s extensive connections, acquiring the heart of a Null Beast was proving to be an incredibly challenging task.
Part of the reason had been explained to them. Apparently, Null Beasts were extremely rare, and finding even one was considered extraordinarily lucky.
Meeting the mythical beast immune to all forms of magnetism was already difficult, but hunting it down was nearly impossible. They were extremely powerful and dangerous; no one knew the true extent of their abilities or the depth of their powers.
It was evident how strong and mysterious this beast was. Even after hundreds of years, there were very few records describing some of its abilities. The rest was shrouded in mystery.
“Sister, I…” Evelyn seemed to want to say something but hesitated.
“What is it, Eve?” Bella gently held her hand and asked.
“I…” She paused before shaking her head. “It’s nothing.”
But the truth was, Evelyn’s heart was aching. Her eyes revealed tenderness as she took in the sickly form of her beloved sister.
She would never forgive herself if something were to happen to her sister. Her heart clenched at the very thought. Every day, a quiet fear gnawed at her, threatening to consume her resolve. She prayed every day for her sister’s recovery, but she knew it was time to act on her own.
She had to somehow find the Null Beast and get its heart. It sounded ridiculous, but she had to do it if she wanted to cure her sister for good.
“Evelyn, don’t do anything rash. You promised me,” Bella said to her. “Let Teacher Alison handle everything. She will definitely get it for me.”
Evelyn forced a smile, nodding as if she agreed, though her thoughts were already racing ahead. ‘You are right, Sister. Teacher Alison is really the best teacher we could have ever asked for. She has dedicated herself to saving her student despite it not being her responsibility. I will forever remember this favor she has shown us’, Evelyn thought as she inhaled deeply.
‘But… this Null Beast is making me worried. Teacher hasn’t been able to find one yet. I will have to do whatever I can to help her. Maybe the clan library has some records about this mythical beast.’
Evelyn spent the next hour chatting and caring for Bella before finally leaving.
She didn’t return home but instead went to the clan’s main library, which only a few could access. Naturally, being the main heir, she had every right to visit the library.
The grand hall was filled with towering shelves, their shadows stretching across the polished marble floor. The air was thick with the scent of old parchment and ink.
“Ah, young Miss Evelyn, what are you doing here? Do you need something?”
An old man sitting on a wooden chair quickly got up and greeted her. He was the librarian of the main library.
“Hello, Uncle Torres. I’m looking for some records about mythical beasts,” she said, politely greeting the old man.
“Ho? That’s an interesting topic. The library has an extensive section dedicated to the study of beasts. I’m sure you’ll find a lot of information about all kinds of beasts there,” he chuckled and said.
Despite being the main heir, Evelyn was not arrogant at all. She was very approachable and sweet to others, and she properly respected her elders, which made the old man happy as well.
“Thank you, Uncle Torres!” Evelyn went in the direction the old man indicated and soon reached a row of shelves containing various books and scrolls.
The shelves loomed over her, filled with dusty tomes and ancient scrolls, each one a potential key to saving her sister. The smell of old paper and ink filled her senses as she browsed through the books, searching for any information about the Null Beast.
After all, it was one of the five greatest clans. There was no way they didn’t have information that others couldn’t access.
Soon, she became engrossed in her study.
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Mystic Purge Clan
“Damn, that little brat really disappeared out of nowhere.”
A fat white cat could be seen chewing on a cracker as she lay lazily on Oliver’s favorite cushion while looking outside the window.
Munch, munch.
“However, it’s quite surprising.” The white tail of the cat swayed gracefully behind her as she looked at the sky with narrowed eyes.
“The wheels of fate are shifting rapidly. Is it a good sign that he left?” she wondered while chewing another cracker from a nearby basket.
The cat’s eyes gleamed with a knowing look, as if she could see things far beyond the mundane. ‘But still… to think he would land there. That boy is full of surprises’, she thought with a calm expression, as if she knew everything.
‘And what’s even better, that Ophelia girl isn’t making a move for the time being either. This might turn out to be more interesting than anything.’
The fat cat yawned and extended her paw for yet another cracker, only to realize the basket was empty.
“Sigh, it’s been a while since I had food made by him,” the cat said regretfully.
“So, you were here.”
A cold feminine voice jolted the cat out of her laziness, and her fur stood on end.
The cat’s eyes widened, her tail puffing up in alarm. She knew that voice all too well. Shivering, she slowly turned around to see her—the demonic woman who had taken up the part-time job of torturing her every day.
Oliver’s maid, Sesha—the one responsible for maintaining the cat’s health, entrusted by none other than Oliver himself.
The maid was an unbelievably cruel woman who took away all her snacks and made her perform all kinds of stressful activities that she hated.
“Hiss!”
The cat arched her back, her claws extending as she prepared to flee at a moment’s notice.
“Hah? You little… You really think you can escape now that I’ve caught you? No chance.”
An evil aura radiated from Sesha as she smiled—a smile that wasn’t quite a smile—while stepping closer to the cautious, fat cat.
“Meow!”
The fat cat bolted, trying to wiggle through any opening she could find.
She squeezed herself into a narrow gap, her heart pounding, but…
It was only a moment later that she realized her fat body couldn’t fit through.
“Oh my? Having trouble passing through? I wonder why,” Sesha’s disdainful voice echoed behind the struggling cat as she poked the cat’s squishy belly.
“Meow! Meow!” The cat groaned in frustration, her little feet flapping up and down as she tried to squeeze through the small exit.
“Enough of your games. It’s time to work up a sweat.” Sesha’s cold voice made the cat freeze.
The cat’s ears flattened as she turned, a look of resigned horror in her eyes.
“Now, come!” Sesha’s mocking laughter echoed in the silent courtyard as she dragged a fat ball of fur behind her.
The courtyard grew quiet, save for the pitiful wails of the cat, fading into the distance.
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