Nameless King

"Darkness... Did he use darkness? But... That's a major sin for Angels!" Nina exclaimed with a dazed look as she stood up.

"Ahahahahaha, I see, I guess now I understand why you're so different." Wain laughed, "Don't get me wrong, Markaz is no friend of mine as we fought, but I remember all my worthy opponents."

"What are you talking about...?" Nina muttered while in confusion.

"He was proud enough to rip his own wings out because the Angels didn't accept his point of view. You went for the same crazy act, and yet you still think that darkness is an unacceptable force for Angels, don't you see the contradiction in that?" Wain grinned, stood up, and headed for the exit, "If you want to become stronger, you must not repeat the others but decide for yourself whether it's right or wrong. See you in three days."

Wain disappeared as he left Nina confused.

"Well, well, that wasn't a bad fight. I hope Nina comes around by the time the operation starts. It's going to be pretty hard for us without her." Fosko pronounced before jumping off the tower outside the guild grounds.

"Damn... Now I have two troubled men on my team... How annoying." Skyla muttered while shaking her head.

...

After the battle with Nina, Wain decided to walk through Dermin. It was the largest free city, so he would not have had even a week to visit every street, but he could enjoy the main sights.

There was one place in the eastern part of the city that stood out from the hundreds of other buildings, it was a huge cathedral that hundreds of people walked into every day.

'Damn... Sometimes architects can create something really mesmerizing, but there are too many people here.' Wain inwardly muttered while looking at the crowd of people around, 'I definitely need to change my angle.'

Whoooooosh.

Wain's silhouette blurred as he, in a few jumps, found himself on the balcony of the cathedral that was practically at the very top.

"Yeah. The view is definitely much better up here." Wain smiled as he put his hands on the fence.

It was already sunset, so crimson rays of sunlight that covered the entire city created a unique view.

"Hmm?" Suddenly something caught Wain's attention.

In the distance, in the dark alleys, someone was fighting. It wasn't surprising for a big city, but other things caught Wain's attention. There was one person fighting against ten at once, and that one was managing to win.

"What the fuck...?" Wain uttered while in confusion as he jumped down from the cathedral.

He headed toward the battlefield, but only that person in the dark cloak remained when he arrived.

"Another..." Person muttered and attacked Wain.

Crackle.

Wain grabbed the person by the arm and pushed to the wall.

"I can't believe it's you... What are you doing here?" Wain asked with a dazed look.

"Wain...?!" Teresa exclaimed while in disbelief.

"Why are you here?" Wain asked as he let go of Teresa's hand.

"I should be the one to ask you!" Teresa exclaimed, "Where the hell have you been?! You've been gone for over four months! I thought you were dead!"

"Huh, you mean you cared?" Wain grinned.

"Shut up!" Teresa yelled as she was about to slap Wain, but he stopped her.

"Calm down. I didn't expect to meet you here either, we need to discuss things in a nicer place than a dirty street with ten people beaten by you." Wain said while looking at the men.

Teresa nodded.

...

"Your order. Especially for such a beautiful couple, we have chosen a suitable wine." The waiter said while placing dishes with a bottle of red wine on the table.

"Thank you." Wain smiled as Teresa nodded weakly.

"Do you ever eat anything but meat at all?" Teresa asked while looking at the huge steak on Wain's plate.

"I could say the same about you. Why do all the girls always try to order salad? Can't you find grass somewhere else?" Wain said with a smirk on his face.

"Damn... You're still as nasty as ever, though maybe that's for the best. Why don't you tell me where you've been already? Just so you know, we've had a shitload of problems these past four months, and if you'd been with us, we'd be a lot easier!" Teresa exclaimed with a disgruntled look as she pointed at Wain.

"Well, now that you're here, you've dealt with everything, haven't you?" Wain smiled while cutting off a piece of steak.

"Yeah... When it comes to critical situations, Gisle shows her full potential as a leader. At times like this, I'm willing to do whatever he says without question, but that doesn't take away from the fact that we've had to cope without our strongest member!" Teresa uttered as she frowned with her hands folded in front of her.

"I got myself into one pretty dangerous situation, so I had to linger, but I was able to get a lot stronger though, just like you." Wain pronounced as he stared at Teresa, "When did you reach the Fourth Chronicle?"

"Two weeks ago, and Gisle sent me here right away. He may be a great leader, but he sure doesn't know what a weekend is! Heck, I can't remember the last time I did anything but his instructions." Teresa said as she slammed her fist on the table with a menacing look.

"Huh, you don't have any other choice. It's either that or nothing." Wain shrugged while removing a piece of meat from his fork.

"Maybe you're right... Hell, I'm so jealous of you sometimes as you do what you want." Teresa sighed and proceeded to eat the salad.

"Well, I have my missions too. It's just not Gisle that gives them to me, they somehow show up on their own. Would you like a drink?" Wain asked as he picked up a bottle of wine.

"Can you really be a gentleman and woo a lady?" Teresa smiled.

"Don't flatter yourself. Only alcoholics drink alone, so I haven't stooped to that level yet." Wain muttered as he opened the bottle.