Fluder, a short statured venerable elderly man with a long arctic white exalted beard which traveled well down his enrobed form arrived. He made his appearance entering through the front gates of the recently sold property. His small beady eyes staring forward as his wrinkles creased.
He had two long pieces of hair sticking out to the sides, seemingly like insect antennae, floating mystically.
Behind the man at the front gate was a group of golden armored soldiers, making sure no one shall pass. Following him though was a group of mages and what looked like an abnormally nervous nobleman.
The nobleman who's brow was drenched in sweat, he hardly looked like he was in his late fifties and even had a neat beard which clung to his jawline. He wasn't even balding, evidenced by his thick head of hair. Nothing really seemed off except for the internal panic in his eyes, and the fact that he was trying to keep himself from talking the Court Wizard's ear off.
Apparently, he had just happened to be in the same area as whatever was going on here.
Two of the constables were also in tow, observing the two female figures walking around the exterior of the house. Both of them had strange objects in their hands, and their magic potential, Fluder could see they were much stronger than the average person.
Of course that was because he also had the All-Seeing-Eye, the same talent as his former Student, Arche Furts. So as he made his way up the path towards the courtyard. He could only watch as a man was dragging two bodies out the front door with ease, one in each hand and dropping them onto the tiled walkway.
His eyes were locked on him. He looked as if he was endowed in magical energy, trapped inside of him, rather than outwardly flowing. Fluder pursed his lips at this.
Jack immediately turned his head and looked to Fluder, a brow of his own raised.
"Interesting," Jack and Fluder seemed to utter at the exact same time.
That's when Arche emerged from the inside, dragging a dead body with both of her hands wrapped around the wrist of a corpse. She nearly fell back into Jack, if it wasn't for him turning around and catching her before she did.
Fluder blinked a few times. With his mouth covered by his beard and mustache, his straight lipped expression was hidden. Yet there was definitely surprise in his eyes when he saw his former student, someone he could've taken on as a pupil.
"Paradyne-dono?" She looked up at him without much of an impression on her face, though she clearly admired him as her former teacher.
Fluder glanced over towards the door, watching the other members of Foresight emerge pulling out the bodies of the necromancers and even the now headless Lich. His eyes then shifted towards Jack, looking him over before narrowing his sights on Arche again.
"My former student… Nothing has become of you has it?" A sheepish tone was evident in his voice. It almost sounded like an old grandfather who was looking after their children's kids.
Jack just watched the interaction, not cutting in just yet.
"No… Our group were moving into this house, but there were people already here." Her eyes moved towards the Nobleman who was eying the corpses, visibly chewing his nails.
Jack watched Arche's gaze move towards the Nobleman, a brow raised. "Know any of them?" He'd suddenly turn his attention entirely on the person, walking towards them.
The nobleman looked up and shook his head, "No. Not at all! There's no way I'd know any of these… Freaks." This man was lying directly to Jack's face. The corners of his lips were twitching, and he was trying to suppress the need to smile. Plus, his heart rate was erratic and visible through his lavish thin set of clothes.
"Oh?" Jack crossed his arms slightly.
"I-I'm Duke Wimburg! You must be the new resident!" Anxious the man seemed to give his name without being asked, and assumed he was the new owner of the place.
"Jack Graham, it is a pleasure." Holding out a hand for the noble to shake, he raised a brow slightly.
The Duke would reach out and snatch his hand, shaking it rapidly. "Yes! Yes it is! And say… You have quite the Armor on you! Did you make it yourself?"
"Yes," Jack said with a casual tone, a simple answer.
"That is amazing! How long did it take?"
Jack tilted his head to the side slightly, "Half a year to subtly collect all the material necessary, and one week to complete its production."
Fluder and Arche just stared at them. Jack's tone was casual, but his answered were automatic as if they were scripted. "Who's the tall fella?" The old man asked, his eyes resting on the magic rings the man was wearing along with the powerful set of armor.
"Jack, Jack Graham," Arche spoke with a clumsy tongue as if she was still tasting his name on her lips. "I'm courting him..." Her face turned a slight pink in a blush as she said this, it felt strange to say it.
Fluder nodded slowly, before looking over the manor then towards the dead bodies. His eyes resting on the golden staff which seemed to be still held by the Lich's corpse. "He must be very well off if he can purchase a home such as this."
Arche nodded, "He's a noble from a Kingdom that fell in the East, he says." Though she wouldn't dare tell her teacher this man was an angel. It would sound as if she was insane, right?
"A Kingdom in the East..?" Fluder scratched his beard as he continued to watch Jack respond with a simple tone to the Duke. "Other than the Dragon Kingdom, I never heard of another Kingdom."
"I'm... Sure he'll tell you more if you ask," Arche said with a shrug, "He likes talking in a roundabout way though… Pretty sure he gets off on confusing people..." Her eyes shifted to the other members of her team which Jack had confused earlier on.
"Oh?" Fluder chuckled at this, knowing some intelligent people like the play with the minds of others as a hobby. "You have an intriguing taste in men, my dear."
Biting her lower lip slightly, she was tempted to tell him that she had been tricked into saying yes. Yet she found herself not saying anything… In her mind, it wouldn't have been a bad decision. He wasn't a noble, he didn't seem too delusional, and an Angel couldn't be a horrible person… Right? Her eyes rested on the back of Jack's head.
Stoically, Jack glanced to the side and gave her a once over. Wimburg was still talking, as he turned away from him and went walking back towards the two.
The Constables were inspecting the bodies, asking the team questions about what happened and verifying everything; writing everything down on pads of parchment.
"You must be Graham-dono, interesting name... It's a pleasure to meet you. I am Fluder Paradyne, Court Wizard and Headmaster at the Imperial Magic Academy. Arche is one of my former students..." The old man had a ringed hand outstretched.
Jack just stared at him for a few seconds, using Greater Identification through the use of silent magic. A small smile formed over his lips as he reached out and grasped his hand.
Fluder's eyes looked as if they were going to pop out of his head. The ring Jack had been wearing was removed by his free hand. The moment he did this, his magic prowess flooded the Headmaster's view. The elder almost seemed to shake with excitement, his eyes looking over the others present, before locking his eyes on the man in front of him, then looking to Arche.
Arche had an ever so slightly visible smile on her lips hidden by her lifeless appearance.
Fluder now knew, that she already knew, what he was seeing with his talent. The massive explosive intangible energy which was rocketing off of him. It was an amazing sight, rarer than a laughing epidemic.
Jack was rather surprised at this reaction, he wasn't necessarily as traumatically overwhelmed as Arche was. Instead he seemed to be… Attracted? He stared through the old man was he continued to grip his hand idly, it was becoming rather cumbersome.
"You going to let go, Fluder-san?" Jack spoke to him with a casual honorific as if he were a friend. Even used his first name rather than his surname.
Fluder practically squealed as he let go of Jack's hand. His fingers curling, he was almost as excited as a child who had just opened their morning presents during Christmas! He dropped down to his knees, "I mean no disrespect!" The Old man seemed to want to sound humble, but his eyes could've been glowing as red as a demons from the lust which filled them. "Shall you allow me to kneel before you, so you can Enlighten me with your knowledge!? I've dreamt for so long to peer into the Abyss of magic!"
Both Arche and Jack sweat dropped at this, before Jack grabbed him by his shoulder and forced him to stand without saying a word. Arche mostly shocked by the reaction from the old man.
From the corner of Jack's eye he could see the constables gesturing some people with hand wagons who came entering onto his land to retrieve the corpses from the scene.
Only then was when Wimburg seemed to leave, seeing as Jack was no longer talking to him and he was having a feeling that he was being suspected of involvement. With his Greater Identification, Jack already knew that Wimburg was a member of the Death Cult, and was a blood relative to the Emperor.
Jack then focused on the old man in front of him.
Arche's smile had disappeared as her mind backtracked over the question her former headmaster had asked.
"You'd be an interesting specimen," Jack's lips curled into a grin, though it wasn't all that sinister. "However from my observation, beings from this 'region' are limited in capacity, having to rely on ancient relics and sacred rituals to perform spells above sixth tier... You seem to be an exemption."
Arche blinked only once when Jack responded the way he did. Did he just refer to her teacher as a specimen? Seriously? She walked over to him and poked against the soft 'cloth' of his light plate armor, tickling his side with the tip of her dainty digit.
Jack turned his head to look down at her and perked a brow curiously.
"Please don't experiment on Paradyne-dono… Jack, please..." Her thumb and index finger slightly pinched what appeared to be the fabric under his armor. However it was just as defensive as the rest of his suit.
Jack's face almost flushed red at the sight as his eyes widened a tad, she wasn't even entirely looking up at him when she murmured this either. Swallowing his saliva at a mild volume, he glanced over to Fluder.
"No harm will come of him," Jack's hand would move delicately behind her head, his finger tip s caressing the nape of her neck, causing goose bumps to shoot up along her skin and her shoulders to tense. "I want to see how far he can go..."
"Oh… Okay..." Her gasp on the fabric loosened slightly, finally looking up at him with a bright red face of her own. Parting her lips, her blue eyes took in the heat on his face, finding that she wasn't feeling the way she was alone... Or so she thought.
Fluder slowly nodded seeing the two of them. He had once felt shame for his student, as she had her status revoked and was forced to leave the Academy. On top of that it didn't seem as if her parents had accepted the fact that, and were spending money they didn't have nonstop and weren't even replenishing the reserves.
Now she had someone capable by her side, at least for now. Someone capable which had interest in him as well! Jack could already see that this old man could cast sixth tier spells. There was plenty which this old geezer could learn!
"Come here often with Jobs for Foresight," Jack brokered, "And for each job, I'll give you objects and information to study, but I expect any items I give you to be returned..."
The man nodded rapidly, before turning his eyes to look in the direction of the Royal Imperial Palace.
"In addition, I want you to form a strike force which is particularly designed to track down and covertly eliminate members of the Death Cult known as Zurrernorn. They are a threat to today's human race." Jack would then stretch, cracking his back slightly. "Well.. In any case. I'm tired, Arche..." He glanced down towards the vertically challenged blonde. "Would you like to explore the house? Then we'll go and collect your sisters? Maybe stop for supper on the way back."
Fluder raised a brow hearing him speak of collecting her little sisters. "Oh?"
Arche nodded lightly to the question before looking to Fluder as he again expressed his curiosity.
Jack's eyes tracked back over to the old man who was still standing there. "Her parents are unfit to take care of their children, Arche is considered to be their guardian for all sakes and purposes."
Fluder slowly nodded before combing his fingers through his beard, "Perhaps I could be of assistance?"
Both Jack and Arche kept their gazes on him, patiently to hear what he had to say, but said nothing in return.
"We've reformed the education system of our country, so that children have access to a public itinerary to future growth and success… If you'd wish, I can push for more reforms to protect the children from familial and financial negligence."
"Would've made sense to already have had that…" Jack uttered before shrugging, "Do what you can."
Arche seemed to be happy with this. If such a reform did pass by royal or bureaucratic decree, then people wouldn't have to go through what she or her sisters were going through.
Fluder bowed his head in respect towards the magically superior being before him, which hadn't exposed its true form to him yet. "I must make haste, I must report my findings to the Emperor." With that the old man was rushing off, with the bodies gone, the Guards at the entrance would would follow him once he left the property.