Layton couldn't distinguish between illusion and reality at the moment. His consciousness was fading in and out. All he could remember were her luscious lips, curvy body, and the hot desire that raged through them. Interestingly enough, no matter how hard he tried, he could never remember her face only the silver fluttering around and blue eyes that seemed to glow with passion.
The day after, when he woke up, he found himself in a dark, gloomy room with strange equipment littered all over. In a corner, significantly brighter than the rest of the room, was a young man with black hair doing pushups. The light seemed to move toward that part of the room, but as soon as it got closer, the energy in the light was absorbed by the man, making it dark again. It was in this weird atmosphere, while Layton looked entranced, that the man stopped and looked straight at him.
The atmosphere was strangely silent for a moment. Although given the situation, Layton was supposed to be nervous, he wasn't. Strangely enough, he had a weird feeling that he was safe.
Tilting his head, Layton kept observing the man who was now looking at him with a gleam of expectation in his eyes. Suddenly, the man's eyes widened with shock and amazement as he observed Layton like a rare animal. Watching this, Layton frowned no one liked to be stared at like a caged animal. Immediately, Layton noticed something was wrong.
His mentality seemed to have reverted to that of a teenager. It should be known that since he crossed, Layton had always retained the mindset of a 25-year-old. But now, he seemed to have regained the overwhelming sense of wonder and curiosity he'd once had too much of as a child. The only good thing was that he didn't seem to have lost the caution and observational ability he had developed after experiencing the beatings of society in his past life.
Solace watched his soon-to-be apprentice with interest. It was the first time he was going to be teaching someone, and to be honest, he was quite satisfied with the boy's conditions high dark element affinity, and even with that, he still seemed to have a bright, childlike innocence that was consistently absent in wizarding seeds with high dark affinity.
'Tch, as expected, only the Owl of Destiny could know my preferences in choosing an apprentice and find someone who meets them all in such a short time. All those resources I paid weren't a waste after all… no way.'
Suddenly, observing closely, Solace noticed the thick mist of fate that was permeating the boy's body. He almost couldn't hold back his surprise. No wonder he liked the kid at first sight—they had both taken advantage of a destiny witch.
Solace still remembered the time he had started courting the Owl of Destiny. He still had shivers when he remembered the bad luck that haunted him whenever he pestered her too much or made her annoyed. It was Fate's Curse, she called it—using it as an excuse to never get close to anyone. It was only as he got stronger and the Owl started to control her powers more precisely that those dark days were reduced.
But instead of bad luck, his apprentice seemed to have gained the favor of a witch of destiny. And if he wasn't mistaken, those that had the favor of a witch acquired new talents and fate always favored them.
Thinking about it now, this was probably part of her plan to get him compensation: giving an apprentice favored by fate to a wizard who was once cursed by it.
'Don't think I'll forgive you that easily, Minerva,' Solace thought with dissatisfaction