"What is this melody fucking my ears right now?"
Faust's expression suddenly changed. He had left Maria's house and was heading back to the front of Corehold to meet Klint, when a strange humming reached his ears as he walked.
♪Babbarab barararab daram daram darararram♪
Such a bad voice…Who could it be? Ah...Of course.
At that moment, Faust remembered he was still within the barrier's boundaries—so unless someone had forced their way in, it had to be one of The Brothers.
Breaking the branches in his way, he moved toward the source of the sound through the forest.
What a pain. I know nobody got a pretty voice in the Corehold but this? This is on a whole other level. Absolute fucking garbage.
Maybe he was overreacting. Maybe, as usual, he was just overly irritable. But at least this time he had a right to be—starting the day this badly felt almost like a form of punishment.
When he finally reached the source of the sound, Faust called out before even seeing him.
"Oh! Faust?! Was that you!?"
[Lieben Fânir]
[Sovereignty: ???]
[Age: 18]
[Height: 1.84]
Faust liked Lieben—but in his current state, he wasn't in the mood to be kind or gentle to anyone.
As he tried to calm himself, Faust replied to Lieben in an exhausted tone.
"You can't be serious, man. Whatever…"
"Mm-hm. Yeah. It's me. (-_-)"
But Lieben was unusually cheerful. He wasn't affected at all by Faust's lifeless voice it seemed like he already was used to it.
"Looks like you're sick of life as usual today, huh? Ahahahah…"
"Mpmh..."
Strangely enough, Faust actually felt bad inside. He was annoyed with himself.
Oh fuck this… I really don't want to act rude to the kid now, but I'm just not in the mood. Think Faust, think, what can you say to get yourself out of this....
At that moment, Faust forced himself to speak, though reluctantly—yet he hadn't considered one thing…
"I suppose it's the beauty of life that inspired you to sing so beautifully on such a lovely day right?. <3"
His face practically spewed hatred as he said it. He looked so disgusted he seemed about to throw up.
Right now.....I really just want to kill myself
"Umm… Uh—are you okay, Faust?"
Faust dropped to the ground, resting his head on his left arm and pounding the earth with his right hand.
"Fuck this shit! Fuck this job! Fuck these coincidences! Fuck the nightmare! Fuck the debt! Enough already, goddamn it!"
Lieben called out to Faust, who was tormenting himself on the ground.
"Faust."
He lifted his head.
"What?! What is it that you want, damn it?!"
Without saying a word, Lieben gestured for him to stand and extended his hand. He pulled Faust up, crouched slightly, and brushed the mud off his knees.
Then he stood up and brushed the mud off his own hands as well.
"Pufff… Come on, Faust. I don't know what you're trying to do—but it doesn't suit you."
It makes me wanna throw up when I say it but he got a point. Why would I try to act so cute, good or whatever the fuck that was if he already know it's an act?
"Alright, zip it! I need to find Klint. We've got business in the Winter City."
"Why are you looking for Klint? You're going on the mission with me not him."
Haha…Fuck's he talking about?
"Nice joke Lieben. Anyway, I've got things to do so...you know where Klint is or nah?"
"Klint said he doesn't want the mission anymore and handed it over to me."
"….."
Ooh Fuck. We might be screwed.