Your Not So Ordinary Villain

It was better if they remained on his side than to be on the opposite side. He had done nothing drastic so far, well except when he almost died. As long as Rigel was not angered, their enemies would be the ones suffering.

"We will finish as many as we can until the sentinels come back for their report. After that we will also take charge in delivering the talismans to ensure that they reach their destination." Sigma volunteered because he knew that the duke was busy with other matters.

"Thank you. I also needed to visit the mausoleum to check on the guardian. I wanted to confirm something but I am afraid that the spies of the council will take notice if I move now," Galahad sighed. Now that the guardian was awake, he had so much he wanted to ask.

"I can directly teleport you to the mausoleum but you'll need to return here on your own. I can go with you," Sigma suddenly suggested but the duke shook his head.

"You need to finish those talismans. This time, I'll ask that man to help me. Since he is still on our side, I will use him as much as he wants to use me." Galahad stood up and left the room. He was determined to take advantage of Rigel while he was still there.

He passed through the familiar hallways of his manor as he kept in mind to not get too close with the young man. Galahad thought about the archmage's words a while ago and he was right, it would be better for them to keep their distance from the young man. It would be easier for him too to move on once all matters in Blackwell were settled.

The duke reached the young man's door but before he could the butler opened the door from the inside. A flash of surprise appeared on the butler's face when he saw the duke but he still managed to give the man a bow. Galahad raised his hand and returned back with a small nod.

"Is Rigel in there?" the duke asked.

"He is currently at the library's manor, your excellency," the butler answered.

"Thank you, I will be looking for him there then." The duke waved his hand and left for the library.

The butler looked at his back but he did not say anything. It was rare for Duke Galahad to look for the master himself so it must be an important matter. He stepped out from the room and closed the door behind him before he went in the opposite direction.

The library was as silent as it had been except for the rustling of papers that came from behind one of the bookshelves where the seats and couches were placed. The duke stepped behind the bookshelves and saw that the young man was intently reading a book. He did not want to disturb him but the young man already heard him.

"What is it, your excellency?" he asked without closing the book or stopping to read.

"I wanted to ask for your help," the duke answered. He sat down on one of the vacant seats in the lounge.

Cygnus laughed, "I didn't expect that you would actually come and ask me for help after what I did."

"I decided to still give you the benefit of the doubt for the sake of my friend and besides, aside from almost killing me yesterday, you haven't done anything that would warrant hatred from me," the duke answered.

"That's good to hear." Cygnus closed the book he was reading and faced the duke. "What help can the humble me give you, Duke Blackwell?" The master was grinning.

Every time the duke saw that grin, he felt that he was doing or agreeing to something wrong. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, "I need a way to go back and forth from the mausoleum to the manor without the spies sent by the council knowing and I believe that you have a way."

He could still remember how the butler came out from a dark crack on the space yesterday. It was surprising but also intriguing. Space magic was a magic that no one in the kingdom could do, no matter how many times they attempted it. Even the tower fell because of their experiments in an attempt to travel to different worlds and yet he could easily do it.

"Is that all? Such an easy task. I should ask Ezio to do it," Cygnus rubbed his chin. "Are you there?" he suddenly asked out of nowhere.

A voice answered his question, "What is it?" it was the same voice as the man whom they called Ignius, the dragon.

"Do and fetch Ezio for me," Cygnus commanded, which earned him a cough from the dragon followed by a curse.

"Am I your errand boy? Where's your butler? He should be the one doing these small errands, not me! I am a dragon!" He started to complain but his voice slowly disappeared and Cygnus was still smiling.

"Why would you need Ezio for this?" the duke inquired after the dragon left. He was confused when the young man mentioned Ezio's name.

"Didn't you know?" Cygnus raised an eyebrow and stared at the duke for a full minute and when he saw that the duke was indeed clueless about the matter, he couldn't help but shake his head.

"What do you mean?" Galahad was more confused because of the question. He was not that informed of things in the capital. The only information he got was about the attack on the tower and aside from that nothing more.

"Ezio can use space magic. That's the reason why the tower considered him a prized apprentice. Haven't you heard of him because he was famous for that. The favor and attention given to him was unlike any other, especially the Magus Maximus." Cygnus explained.

Galahad then remembered a news he heard a while back before the magic tower fell. There was a certain child whom the tower favored and he was even sent to the academy. According to the report he received, the young man has exceptional talents and magic. This magic was what the tower had been looking for.

"So, he was that child. I hadn't paid attention to it because problems started appearing during that time and I was busy dealing with them." He received the report way back but he had no time to think about what was happening in a place far away from his territory.

The door to the library opened. Ezio and the dragon entered and went to where the other two were sitting. The young man was confused for a moment as to why the master has called for him. The dragon on the other hand casually took an empty seat and grabbed a random to read.

"Why did you call me master?" Ezio asked in a cold tone. He would use that tone whenever he was in the presence of other people. It was something like a defense mechanism that he formed and now it became an instinct.

"Duke Galahad here wanted a way to go to the mausoleum and I wanted you to do it for him," Cygnus answered his question.

Ezio suddenly got nervous after hearing the master's words. He was not confident enough to create a gate like how his master did it. He shook his head and took a step back. It was okay for him to learn how to fight but to create a gate, it was difficult. So far, he could only do it for a short distance like from the library to the kitchen.

"Why are you shaking your head?" Cygnus frowned. He could feel the fear from Ezio and he was not happy about it. "Where was your confidence when we were traveling? Have you lost it?"

"But master, creating isn't easy and I haven't done it smoothly well except in crucial times but most of the time I couldn't control my power so utmost I can only create a gate within the manor. Even creating a gate connected to the outside of the manor is difficult." He stepped back again while giving them his reason.