Akashic Records of the Bastard Child Engaged to a Goddess

Chapter 218 Lumiere has a daughter?

(POV: Akashic Records)

Velzar leaned back in a chair.

"Alright, so tell us," Fanatio pressed. "What're you looking for in the Efistes Viscounty?"

"Well," Velzar stroked his chin. "I've come across news of a delectable new treat called ice cream."

"Hm?" Fanatio uttered.

"It's said to be made by the famous Efistes Company."

Genevieve leaned forward, the name alone was enough to grab her attention.

"Ice cream?" she echoed. "What's that?"

"Ice cream... well, it's a frozen dessert, my beautiful Genevieve. It's made with milk, cream, and various flavors. I've heard it's incredibly delicious, a sweet sensation unlike anything we've ever tasted."

That was the best explanation Velzar could give. The look in his eyes was enough to describe how tasty it'd be.

Fanatio raised an eyebrow, partly skeptical.

"Is it some sort of sweet, like a flavored iced water?"

Velzar shook his head, amusement evident in his eyes.

"No, it's much more than that. Think of it as a creamy, frozen delight that tantalizes your taste buds."

Genevieve's eyes widened. "If it's as popular as you claim it to be, then surely it must be stocked at the royal mansion already," she suggested.

Velzar chuckled, appreciating Genevieve's enthusiasm.

While she planned to return to the Royal Capital since the news about Bluestella, she was occupied. However, not much time had passed since news of her betrayal, it was barely a month. Her new friendship with Fanatio and Ress was a good distraction from the issues of the Royal Family.

"Velzar?" Genevieve called.

"Hm? Anything wrong?" he answered with a smile.

"No, not really. It's just I understand why you want to get to Efistes but why does Fanatio have to come along?"

"Eeeeh, I just wanna spend some quality time with my lovely, little sister. Is that too much to ask?"

Genevieve smiled. "Awwwn~~ you really are a great big brother."

Fanatio scoffed, shaking her head disapprovingly.

"You're lying, you worthless piece of crap. We all know you have a terrible sense of direction. You can't even read a simple map without getting lost."

Genevieve huffed, incredulous at Fanatio?s claim.

"That can't be true... If he can't even read a simple map, how did he manage to find his way here?"

Tied to a chair, Esta chimed in, her voice smug.

"Actually, it was me who read the map and guided us here. Velzar couldn't even tell north from south."

Ress and Garret chuckled softly from the back of the room, but Velzar shot them a warning glare, and their laughter immediately ceased.

Fanatio sighed, rolling her eyes at Velzar's antics.

"Why don't you just have Esta read the map again and guide you to Efistes? It can't be that complicated."

Velzar dressed his hair, his gaze on the ceiling like he was searching for something.

"Yeah, that'd have been easier but this map is different. It's not your ordinary map with simple directions. It's filled with intricate details and complex topography that even she struggles with."

Fanatio sighed heavily, her patience wearing thin.

"( Ugh, seriously, I can't catch a break. Black is nowhere to be found and now my idiot brother is back to annoy the hell out of me. Like, can't he just leave me alone? Being with Genevieve and the gang in the Cross Kingdom is way better than being stuck in the Shield Kingdom and having to see his dumb face every day. But no, he's back to ruin everything, as per usual. What a pain in the ass. )"

She looked away, searching for an escape from Velzar's persistent request.

Velzar, undeterred, flashed a playful smile. "Come on, Fanatio. Do it for your big brother. Besides, I could use your company."

"Go to hell." She sneered.

Genevieve smiled gently as she subtly nodded at Fanatio, encouraging her to give in to Velzar's request.

Reluctantly, Fanatio gave in, frustration leaning heavily in her voice.

"Fine, I'll help you, but just this once."

Velzar clapped his hands, excitement radiating from him.

"Excellent! So, everyone, prepare yourselves. We're all embarking on a journey to Efistes!"

Genevieve's eyes widened in surprise. "Wait, everyone? Even me?"

Velzar's smile widened. "Of course, my fair maiden. How could I possibly allow you to miss out on such a delectable treat?"

Garret perked up at the mention of treats.

He turned to Velzar with hopeful eyes. "Can we come too?"

Velzar shrugged nonchalantly. "Eh, whatever. I don't care. The more, the merrier."

Ress and Garret exchanged a knowing look, bumping fists.

Garret smirked. "Looks like Velzar's starting to warm up to us, huh?"

Ress nodded in agreement. "Hah, definitely!"

"These two," Fanatio face-palmed. "Idiots..."

...

Meanwhile,

Isadora was walking through a thick, ominous forest, the swirling mist surrounding her like a shroud. The silence was eerie, not a single sound to be heard. As she ventured further, she caught sight of a small girl with jet-black hair and stunning purple eyes, no older than five years old.

Curious, Isadora approached the girl cautiously, her footsteps barely making a sound.

"Excuse me," Isadora spoke softly, "What're you doing here?"

The girl turned her head towards Isadora, her expression both innocent and solemn. Without saying a word, she walked over to Isadora and silently threw her small arms around her, hugging her tightly. Isadora was taken aback, unsure of how to respond to the unexpected affection.

Startled, Isadora mustered the courage to ask the question that weighed on her mind.

"Where... Where are your parents?"

The little girl looked up at Isadora, meeting her gaze with her shining amethyst eyes.

In a soft voice she replied, "You're my mummy."

Isadora's heart skipped a beat as she examined the child's features more closely. There was an uncanny resemblance between this little girl and Lumiere. The same brilliance in her eyes, the same silky black hair cascading down her petite frame.

Surprised and confused at the same time, Isadora inquired further, "And what're you doing here?"

The little girl hesitated for a moment before answering, "I'm here to gather some herbs for my friend."

Lowering herself to the girl's level, Isadora smiled gently and asked, "And who might this special friend of yours be?"

With a glimmer of excitement in her eyes, the girl responded, "His name's Vyni."

Isadora's intrigue deepened.

"Vyni? I'm not familiar with that name. Could you tell me more about him?"

The little girl blinked innocently before sharing, "He's a kind man who always comes to visit me, unlike daddy."

Sensing the child's longing, Isadora felt a pang of sympathy.

She reached out and tenderly patted the girl's head.

"Well, if won't be possible for daddy to visit you now."

"B... But why..." the little girl's cheeks puffed. "It's not fair."

"Well, daddy can't enter m— okay daddy does enter me, but not in the way that he can come see you."

"O-Okay then..." her eyes met the forest floor, sad.

Isadora gently touched her cheeks, realizing the chilling truth – this little girl hadn't been born yet.

"Do you have a name?" Isadora inquired.

Before the little girl could respond, Isadora's eyes widened further.

"That's right," Isadora murmured, "You haven't been born yet."

"But, I do," the little girl blinked in surprise. "Telestia."

"Huh? How'd you know?"

Telestia pointed to her own eyes, their mesmerizing purple hue incandescent with otherworldly brilliance.

"I have demonic eyes," she spoke, "I can see the future."

"Eh? You have what?"

Telestia nodded earnestly, her eyes never leaving Isadora's gaze.

"Demonic eyes. You and Daddy possess powerful genes, and that makes me powerful too," she explained, her assuredness belied her tender age.

A warm smile spread across Isadora's face, a mother's pride.

"Is that so?" she replied.

"Yes, this is mine and Vyni?s world too." Telestia remained calm.

"Oh, that's cute."

In response, Telestia's eyes began to glow with an ethereal light, brighter than anything Isadora had ever seen. She gently waved her hand, and with each graceful movement, reality itself shifted before Isadora's eyes. The dark and foreboding forest transformed into a serene white expanse, before shifting once more to a fiery volcanic landscape. Isadora's gasp of awe transformed into a delighted laugh as the scenery transformed again, this time into a vibrant emerald forest, and then a tranquil grassy meadow.

"Wow, that's nice what more can you do?" Isadora asked.

"Well I can..." Telestia's voice trailed off.

Everything turned to a blur and Isadora woke up.

"Telestia!" she shouted.

No response.

"Hmm, must've been a dream.."