PATH OF THE STAR HUNTER

170 Chapter 170 Memories Remain

Having spoken from the bottom of his heart Desmond kept a hand on Sasha’s slim waist and continued enjoying the tea, it seemed that he was not lying when he said he was not as affected as he was in the past, and Sasha who was in his embrace decided to stop thinking about Desmond’s disturbing confession and just enjoy his warmth.

The minutes passed and now there was not even a trace of the sun in the sky, the stars emerged in the darkness of the night decorating the sky like precious gems, a soft and refreshing breeze constantly blew; it was a nice night.

Sasha and Desmond both thought that way so they left all the questions for later and simply enjoyed the atmosphere, of course, that included the romantic atmosphere between them, but perhaps a little affected by what happened on the day; the couple just hugged each other lightly as they finished all the tea in the kettle.

Desmond had tried hard over the day, battle after battle, putting his life on the line on more than one occasion, and laying down a bloody path to save Sasha, so the quiet little break was something he really needed; of course the same could be said for Sasha.

By the time the tea was over, the moon was already shining with all its splendor over the night sky and Desmond who decided to add drinking tea to his list of hobbies also decided that it was time to finish what they had to do in this world.

′′At the end, which room was the one that burned down on the second floor? ′′

Hearing the sudden question, Sasha knew that no matter how helpless she felt about it, Desmond would not let it go.

′′ It was my teacher’s room. ′′ When answering the sadness in Sasha’s voice was more than evident.

′′ I see. . . Did nothing survive the fire? ′′

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′′ Mother did not leave much after her death, she was a person who did not care a lot about worldly possessions, the only thing of value that she left was the laboratory and materials, although I clean her room regularly there is not much in it to remember her; when I miss her I just have to draw my wand. . . it was one of the most valuable gifts she ever gave me. ′′

There was sadness and longing on Sasha’s face when talking about her mother, it was obvious that she never stopped missing her despite the passing of the years and although Desmond did not know the exact circumstances of the death of the skilled alchemist; he was never tempted to ask.

From the way Sasha talked about the death of her mother, Desmond knew that she did not die at the hands of people like the ones who captured her today, nor did she appear to have a violent death; people who lost their parents like that had a different expression when they talked about their deaths. . . that was something Desmond knew well.

That being the case, it was most likely that Sasha’s mother died of old age or an incurable disease, so Desmond did not need to inquire further about it, it was unnecessary and he did not want to bring back sad memories to Sasha.

′′ Do not worry, I had already made up my mind that I would not see this house again once we left, I just need to collect things in my room. Seriously I’ll be fine, the house may have been destroyed but I still have all the memories I made in it, those no one can take away from me. ′′ And so, with an honest and bright smile, Sasha left Desmond’s embrace to pick up her things.

But how could Desmond not know that the girl was only trying to be strong so as not to worry him?

′′ Really a silly and considerate girl. ′′

Unfortunately, Desmond knew well that feeling of longing for those who have abandoned us so he knew that the best thing he could do for Sasha was to give her some time so that she was alone with her memories; time and love from others would do the rest of the work.

′′ Now that I think about it, I know I told that girl that I would take her to my world, but. . . I have no idea how to do it. ′′

And it was at times like this that Desmond’s somehow carefree attitude came to take its toll, he who always used to be careful in the way that, towards things, a person who firmly believed that victory loves those prepared; once he relaxed in the company of a beauty he tended to be somehow careless.

Of course, it’s not that Desmond didn’t have the slightest idea of ??what to do, it’s just that he hadn’t planned it in detail either; With no other choice, Desmond turned to his last card up his sleeve. . . his secretary; I mean his assistant.

After having described a bit of his current situation to his beloved assistant, Desmond received an answer almost immediately, it must be said that they are situations like this in which no matter how imposing a hunter may be; in the end, when he gets into trouble he has to turn to his assistants for help.

Reading the instructions sent by Elaisa, Desmond discovered that the process was not complicated at all, all he had to do was go to the companion function in the hunter’s notebook and look for the option of offering a companion contract to Sasha, apparently There were various types of magic contracts available and you could even specify if you wanted your new companion to accompany you to your homeworld.

The only detail was that for the magic contract to be effective there was a need for a small ritual that varied from contract to contract, in addition, that there were costs associated with obtaining this contract from the association, but it seems that the first contract was free.

According to Elaisa, this was because the association tried to guide its hunters to find partners and learn to cooperate with other people, it seems that despite the nature of the association where the hunters were treated more as partners than as soldiers; hunters were still required to possess a minimum of the skills required by the association.

Faced with the strange nature and way of operating of the association, Desmond had few comments to make, in the first instance the very existence of such organization was already an irregularity from Desmond’s point of view and the fact that it was mainly run by celestials from who knew about nothing; it made Desmond not dare to think too much about it.

At the end of the day, Desmond was smart enough to know that his opinion of an organization whose power spanned thousands of dimensions was inconsequential.

′′ Now it only remains to choose the type of contract, I suppose I will ask Sasha about it. ′′