Your Not So Ordinary Villain

Chapter 11 He Is Meddling

?The butler escorted Ezio to a vacant room at the second floor of the bake shop. It looked simple and typical but Ezio was not the kind of person to complain. He was already allowed to stay so he was already thankful about that.

"Gladly the master is in a great mood that he allowed you to stay," the butler was smiling after he opened the door of the room for him.

"Is that so?" Ezio had a look of doubt which was understandable in the part of the butler. "I thought it was because of you?"

The butler laughed, he never laugh because it was somehow forced even though it was a genuine laugh. He looked at the teen and shook his head at how naive he was. "My master's temper is not that good, in fact it is terrible that many had fallen on their knees after encountering him. You are lucky that you haven't seen what he's truly like and I hope that you stay oblivious of his true nature."

Ezio was even more confused at the butler's words but he did not ask any longer because he was not close enough to them that he can just ask any questions about their personal lives. Aside from that, that person will not appreciate it.

"Alright, uhm I think I should go to sleep now before the owner changes his mind again." Ezio scratched his head before bowing his head in embarrassment. He sounded like he did not want to talk to him any longer but truthfully he just wanted to be alone for a while.

"I understand, then I will not disturb you any longer." The butler waved his hand then he turned around and left.

Ezio sighed before entering the room and closing the door behind him. He went straight to bed and lied down where he spent time staring at the ceiling. He slowly processed everything he learned with his emotions tumbling around. Unable to hide the pain anymore, he curled himself on the bed and started to softly cry. His no crying rule was broken but it was alright because he promised that this would be the last time.

"I don't really like when people just starts crying," Cygnus commented while sitting in his room with a book on his hand. He could clearly hear those hiccups he was trying to hide.

"Well that is because he is still considered to be a child," the butler placed a glass of wine on the table then he took a step back and stood on the side.

Cygnus only hummed then took a sip, "If Jagan comes to find that stray nephew of his, I trust that you will deal with it accordingly." He raised his head and a glint of excitement flashed through his eyes.

"I understand," the butler bowed and left the room. He went downstairs to wait because any minute now an uncle will surely show up on their doorstep looking for a certain stray child.

Not long after he went down, there was a knock on the door. He took his time to open the door and acted a bit surprised when he saw who was their visitor. He was about to welcome the man but Jagan was faster than him.

"Is my nephew here?" He immediately asked, his gaze instantly focused inside the room but he found no one there aside from the butler.

"Well, good evening Mr. Jagan. I didn't expect to see you here this late," the butler kindly greeted him. He even took a small step to the side to accommodate the man.

"Yes, well I am looking for my nephew because he has not come home yet and I was wondering if he is here," this time Jagan fixed himself and looked at the man. "I'm sorry if I was disturbing you."

The butler waved his hand, "No need to worry we just closed and it was not like we are resting already and if you re asking about that child, yes, he is indeed here but it seems like he doesn't want to talk to you." His voice softened as if he was concerned. He even slightly shook his head and sighed.

"What do you mean? Yes, I know that he is upset but it's not enough for him to ignore me," Jagan frowned. He knew how his nephew was whenever he was angry and he wouldn't stay mad all the time.

"I don't know the details since he did not tell us the whole story but from what I can understand, someone approached him and told him some things that might have upset him. When I tried to ask what were those, he was unwilling to tell me," the butler became thoughtful for a moment before he continued, "but he mentioned that the person was someone you knew."

Jagan's face darkened at what he heard. His mana energy also started to leak even though he was holding himself from exploding right there and then. He clenched and unclenched his fists while taking some deep breathes to calm himself.

"I'll leave Ezio in your care for now. When I come back I'll explain to him everything, can you tell him that?" Jagan stepped back and looked at the man. He saw the butler nod then he turned around to walk away. He looked behind him one more time, into the second floor before he finally left.

"How touching, he's not even sure if he could come back," Cygnus commented once the butler closed the door. He was now standing behind the counter with his chin resting on his palm.

"I thought you are not going to meddle in this matter?" The butler has his eyebrows raised at the man who just recently said that he would only stand and watch from the side.

"It is not meddling, I just gave them a small push, small push..." He emphasized on the word. He was bored so why not make it happen now.

The butler could only shake his head as he was once again rendered speechless by his master. He could do nothing even though his master's mind would change every now and then since he always has the final word. So as a loyal butler, he could only indulge him in his every whim.

Jagan hid his mana energy and presence as he approached the inn where Siron and his companions were staying. He then slowly spread his awareness to see if the man was in, but only the other two were in the inn. He narrowed his eyes and when he was about to leave, he noticed it, a trace of dark magic. It was small but enough to incur his wrath.

He stayed outside the inn until another man entered the room. He could already tell who it was and even the trace of dark magic in him. "That bastard," he whispered in anger.

Jagar did not confront the group and instead waited until midnight before he made his move. He used a stealth spell to enter the room where Siron was staying and stood in a dark corner to wait for the man to wake up. He slowly revealed his mana energy which alerted the sleeping Siron who immediately woke up at the threat.

Siron looked around and finally noticed the person who was watching him from the dark. "It's you, what are you doing here?" He acted surprise even though deep inside he was glad that Jagan delivered himself to his doorstep.

"Don't play dumb, you talked to my nephew and told him things you should not have," Jagan's voice was bland as he blankly stared at the person sitting on the bed.

Siron suddenly laughed and shedded all pretense he had. "Was he angry at you?" He asked followed by another laugh. "Well you deserve it for hiding things from him!"

Jagan narrowed his eyes but he did not openly show what he truly felt because he was going to show it by beating this wayward disciple of his. "That's a small matter because no matter how you try to destroy our relationship I can still save it. What concerns me the most is your hidden secret, a secret that will destroy you when the Magic Tower discovers." He smirked because of Siron's shocked expression. "I'll let them know so that you'll be stripped off of your beloved title."

The mage had his eyes widened but he immediately calmed himself. "What nonsense are you talking about?" He composed himself and stood up to face the man.

"Dark magic is a nasty business and you should have not touched it. Is this how you got your power and rose through the ranks? Is this the talent you were bragging about? You are not only a weak but also a lazy one, that's why I never liked you as my disciple," every words were heavy as a boulder but Siron was not fazed. He had nothing to fear because he believed that he could defeat Jagan and when he's gone, his secret will be safe.

"You will not have the chance to tell them because this place will be your grave," in the blink of an eye a barrage of sharp pieces of rock appeared and attacked Jagan.