Book 2: Chapter 18: Child Guardian

Book 2: Chapter 18: Child Guardian

Scarlet

My wish comes true in just a few minutes when I hear a fomorian entering the floor. So I scoop the girl up into my arms before getting up carefully so as to not wake her and place her onto the nice sofa that I was using during the interview and sitting on just now, only to realize that shes already awake.

Huh. That didnt take much to wake her.

She looks at me with a sleepy scowl on her face that looks vaguely familiar to the one I have when waking up before the scowl turns slightly sad. But she just curls up on the sofa by herself instead of saying anything.

Guess she doesnt want me to leave?

Sorry, but Im not babysitting you. Got some demons to kill.

Or a demon at the moment. Not more than one.

I leave the room and head for the other side of the building, where the demon started going itself.

Lets hope this fomorian wont be too high a level either.

I limp my way back to the room after dealing with the level 108 fomorian while trailing blood down my leg. The demon this time wasnt near any bunkers, so I couldnt do what I did with the last one before it, and was instead simply wandering through a hallway. So I couldnt really sneak up on it either.

In the end I had to resort to a brute force method of just attacking it and hoping things went well, since the thing could smell me as soon as I turned the corner and spotted it.

I grit my teeth as I drag my leg, my pant leg having already repaired itself thanks to it being made from magi-tech armor. But the wound underneath that cut halfway across my thigh isnt healed and is kind of just soaking my pant leg.

Not exactly pleasant, but there isnt much I can do about it but wait for it to heal. Not unless I wanted to waste mana constantly using clean. Which is an inefficient use of mana. Especially in this situation.

The fuck? How? Why? Why would a fae choose a nine or ten year old child as a Guardian?!

I cant tell you what the fae was thinking as that would be a breach of privacy, Tar says before adding, I can tell you that the only times a fae ever contracts with a child younger than thirteen is if that child is a powerful legacy. The child of a Class V that has at least one etched skill, most of the time more.

Oh. So her mother or father is a Class V Guardian then?

Im a little surprised that the news isnt all over her considering her age. But then again, the news tends to only focus on those Guardians who are often in the limelight, fighting in Fractures on a regular basis. And considering how weak her mana signature is, shes probably only somewhere between level 3 to level 7ish.

Well, shes at a news station, Tar comments as I continue walking over to her.

Oh. Right. Guess I just never bothered to look into possible child Guardians?

You dont exactly look into the news much at all, unless youre looking at and getting embarrassed by videos of yourself, Tar mutters, making my eyes narrow a little.

Hey! I also look into other Guardians who I might need to know about!

He doesnt say anything in response. So I just huff before sitting next to the girl on the sofa, just for her to then hug my arm and lean up against me, fortunately not sitting on my lap this time.

At least I can be absolutely sure she isnt a Changeling with this news. Because a changeling cant copy an etched skill. Or any skills, for that matter. Just that the etched skills serve as proof of identity for those born to a Class V Guardian who has one. Assuming the Guardian in question publicly uses those etched skills, that is. Then its only a proof of identity if the parent is there to prove it.

I watch her for a few seconds.

Ya know, I think Im starting to like this kid. Or at least, more than most kids.

Shes quiet and doesnt throw a fit. And she looks to be avoiding aggravating my injury too.

I do wonder why she is like she is though