Caesar X Joseph 소설 & 이야기

“Then don’t talk about my redecorating.” I bit back a smile. “Did you just make a joke?” Joseph asked. I couldn’t see his face, but I could imagine how bewildered he must have looked. “Not just that, you’re in a happy mood. What’s the secret, alpha?” “Joseph, where’s the additional evidence?” There’s that title again. Alpha. Joseph knows what it means, and Rosetta does too. And Brandon. It’s almost like I’m the only one who doesn’t know.

Carson murmured as he considered what had been said. “Now that you mention it, I noticed that Elder Joseph did not have a limp the other night,” Cole shared. “Why is that relevant?” I questioned. Carson looked to Cole, before looking at me. “Elder Joseph had been attacked by rogues when he was younger. He never gained full use of his leg again after that attack,” Carson stated quietly.

Angela responded. “When the great Monarch said she would get rid of the Heralds, I thought it sounded very ridiculous, but I waited to see if she actually could. Unfortunately, she was unable to; now I have to take care of you three myself.” Joseph spoke loudly, his smile widening. “Where’s all the werewolves, Joseph?” Marie asked. “Joseph, who is Joseph? Call me Episteme Psyches. The Immortal of Knowledge. I am the smartest being alive and will be the one to put an end to you, Heralds,” Joseph answered.

James slowly opened his eyes. Standing on the Xwem Chessboard, he saw three men and one woman flying toward him. Their overwhelming aura shook the space and even the Historial Palace below. With the information he received from Frona, James recognized them instantly as the rumored three Caeloros Gods and Quintus. Unlike what James expected, the three Caeloros Gods' entrance was rather dull. There was no thunder rumbling in the sky, no beautiful halos surrounding them, and no primordial beasts escorting them. Even Yehria’s entrances were less boring.