Cameraman Never Dies-Chapter 104: Are you sure an assassin lives here?

The Rivet family manor only had two owners, Isadora Rivet, and her husband Noel Rivet. Today, Isadora was sitting near the fireplace at the entrance. It was cold, but her clothing was still that layered red and black gown.

tap tap tap

Her heels were tapping on the floor intermittently. She was reading a newspaper, but she could not focus. The whole room was filled with anticipation.

"Miss," A maid came in, holding a tray with green ornate tea cups and the teapot, she placed them on the table in front of her master. "It is Tiva tea."

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"No, take it back." She folded her paper to look at the maid, her voice was low but excited, "Serve me some grape wine, aged around ten years and fresh out of the cellar. I am not too calm to sip on tea today."

The maid looked at her mistress for two seconds, and quickly bent down to pick up the tea set. "Yes miss." She left after saying those two words.

The reason behind Isadora’s unusual behavior was a telegraph she received a few days back, it was from her husband, it said that he had taken a steam locomotive and would reach Losserado by today morning if nothing happened en route.

She was not an innocent woman by any chance, she was powerful, but not as strong as her husband. And it was that strong Noel who had won her heart, and she was excited at the thought of just seeing him again. He had gone off for around three months, and had gone to Wistmere with a prior plan.

Soon, her butler came in holding a tray with a bottle and a wine glass. He set both of them down on the table, "Here is your wine Miss, but I believe it would be best if we allowed the wine to aerate for a bit longer to fully enhance its flavors." He stood straight after setting everything up and holding the tray on his chest.

"You may leave," Isadora was not in the mood for conversations, she knew the fact that aerating wines are supposed to make it taste better, but she could not resist the urge to have some.

Taking the bottle up and holding the glass in place, she slowly poured the medium garnet liquid into her wine glass. After pouring enough, she put the bottle back onto the table and picked up the glass, giving it a strong whiff before taking a small sip.

She felt extremely relieved after drinking a moderate amount of wine, she started to act as if she was drunk, but she was miles away from being intoxicated.

Isadora jumped in surprise as the doorbell rang. Unlike a proper lady, she rushed to get the door. Just before she opened, she adjusted her black and red gown and also her posture, she then put on a smile and proceeded to open the door.

Losserado was not a big city, it was more like a village that got too advanced, of course, the advancements were only in start contrast to the actual cities. The Rivet house mansion was set atop a large hill, there were expanses of green, grassy fields on the two sides of the mansion.

There was a river to one side that broke the field on the left and connected to the ocean that was behind the house. The was an elaborate front yard that connected directly to the town.

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Unlike the Drakonis house, there were neither guards, nor walls on any side. The village was a peaceful place and filled with honest people who made a living through proper effort.

Isadora opened the door to see her husband, and as she saw him, she fell into his arms and hugged him tightly. All of her excitements were poured into that one moment, Noel hugged her back with one hand, his other hand was holding a smooth iron case.

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Judge sat in his room, thinking of nothing. Yes, he sat for a whole five minutes just thinking of nothing. He could feel someone watching him, as a cameraman, he could tell if someone was spying on him, and someone was indeed spying on him.

Suddenly, he sat up straight, as if he finally came back to life from being a corpse. He took up his pen and started writing on a parchment that was spread open.

Well, he only started. As soon as he dipped the quill inside the ink (yeah he chose the quill because he was accustomed to life being difficult), he remembered he was writing the diary, and the parchment was something he wrote about his finding about artifacts.

He put away his writing slope and stood up, went near the shelf, and took out his diary.

The gaze on him was lifted immediately as soon as he sat down and opened the hardcover copy of "A Dragon’s Rise to Godhood", at least that’s the plan, as long as he did not die in the middle, or worse, he did not find any clues. Anyways, the lifted gaze filled Judge with ease.

Dragons value privacy, he thought as he started to write.

5 November 2009

Dear Diary,

Today something unexpected happened, my mother decided to teach me about the summoning ritual for summoning spirits.

It was not very complicated, after all, the ritual was only for a person to connect with the sealed domain. But the toll it took on a person’s body was top notch, one could even go insane from just being exposed to the sealed world’s ether.

But hey, I am Judge, insane is my last name. Well actually it is Drakonis... wait! both mean the same thing, what a coincidence.

So today, I am going to attempt to summon a spirit, as soon as the gaze on me is lifted. And I am gonna prove to mom that I can do it while I am four where she did it at ten.

Side note: Doesn’t this feel like something is going to go horribly wrong? But no matter what, I made up my mind.

I will come get you, Clio.

Judge leaned back on his chair, the gaze still had not returned... It was time to test out his compatibility. He slowly closed his book without any sound, and he did not get up.

He knew if he made any kind of noise that indicated that he had finished writing, the gaze was going to return.

He took the parchment and started to draw a very complicated rune that was used for summoning. But as soon as he started, the gaze was back... Oh no!