Shadow of the Abyss

Made to wait within a brightly lit interrogation room that smelt of old mold, Altair casually rested with a smile on his face. It had already been two hours, but not one person had come to see him. He had already given a written report and…

The door shot open with a thud followed by a casual laugh. " Apologies, but I was taking Lieutenant Jor's statement." The man said, closing the door as he stepped in. He sat across from Altair.  He was a medium build man with tan skin and narrow black eyes that carried a sharpness to them.

"I am the investigator, Lue Mclare, a Commander with the third battalion." He introduced, with a warm air.

"Altair. An Ensign."

"Quite the rank for someone your age." Investigator Lue said. "I'll say it might be the first in Earth's History. That's quite an achievement."

At that moment, a subtle change to the mana caught itself in Altair's perception. The shift was so small it seemed almost insignificant, but he knew the truth field was up.

"Not really. I'd say making Commander is more of an achievement. Your wife must be a happy lady." Altair said.

"How'd you–"

"You have on a wedding ring." Altair said," And based on the abrasions alongside the discolorations of the skin, I'd say you've been married for a long time."

Lue visibly chuckled. " Quite the insight you got there. Yes. We have been going strong for fifty years. Seventy-five if you don't count marriage." He said in a timbre that made Altair smile. It was rare he'd seen someone interested in marriage.

Most earthlings had renounced the staples of marriage, and now it was something that only nobles used to join various noble houses.

"So you're a noble…" Altair mused, and a sharp gleam sprang into Lue's eyes, catching his mistake.

"Ah… You're a crafty one." Lue said and made no excuse to hide it. "So much so I wonder how it is you manage to kill Six Warrant Officers."

"I haven't killed anyone." Altair calmly said.

Lue brow knitted. "What do you know?"

"I know they failed their mission to kidnap Ren. I also know that Jor was under orders to kidnap her. Something about Hilda wanting her." Altair said, noticing the Commander's palm pause like he knew who he was talking about.

And indeed, Altair wasn't disappointed as Lue's lips thinned. "Commander Hilda Strob?"

Hilda Strob, the name branded itself into Altair's mind.

"If you say so."

"L…Let's move on from Hilda. Tell me why you assaulted Frankie Dal?"

"Disrespect. His job was to find contraband, not insult me or my belongings. And seeing as I am allowed a companion if I so deem fit. The fact I didn't slit his neck then and there constitutes a restraint on my part. Wouldn't you agree?"

"Or a lack there off," Lue said without pause. "Altair, I'm going to be frank with you. You look guilty. You had the means and opportunity."

"I've got a camera outside my room."

"technology can be falsified.

"And random accusation can be thrown in the air."

With a back and forth, Lue grew increasingly annoyed. Nothing was working. There was indeed a camera outside Altair's private quarters, and it showed almost everything outside his room until Junior Lieutenant Jor Silmar left with all his officers alive. No one entered or left Altair's room until the next Morrow when Lieutenant Vincent arrived to bring him in.

"So… can I leave? I've another meeting after this."

"Wait," Lue said. "One last question. Why do you think they died?"

Smiling, Altair stood up. " They fucked with the wrong person." And he left, glancing into an empty conor. He was gone.

From the empty corner that caught the prince's gaze filled in by shadow, a figure appeared, taking a seat where Altair was. It chuckled, its voice hoarse like the churning of gravel. "That little monster did it."

"Huh?" Lue looked up. "His vitals were all normal. And everything he said was true. Plus, there is no way a first circle would be able to enter the barracks without being noticed. There are over fifty cameras constantly being from Altair's quarters to the barrack. And he didn't even leave throughout the night."

"He did it." The stranger said without doubt. "Call it instinct. But that arrogant shit definitely did it. What is his skill?"

"Lightning, for sure. He's used Lightning on the recordings."

"...Lightning is rare, but so is having a dual skill. Do you know if he can teleport?"

"I don't, but he's never been to those barracks… You can have your gut feeling but without proof. I'm forced to say Altair is free of all allegations."

***

Reuniting with Ren, who took her rightful position on his head, Lieutenant Vincent Windell smacked the boy's back with a roar of laughter. "Good on you, boy! I knew you were innocent! Pay up bitches!" he said to a few of his fellow soldiers. "Five Sols form each of you."

"I swear you did it…" Amilia winced. "When I heard they touched the panties in your room. I swore you'd have lost all reasoning and killed those bastards. That's why I ran all the way here. Although, I didn't know you were living with someone. Who is it?"

"Altair, you rolling balls deep!" A tall, roguish man shouted.

"Shut it, Kilvar. " Amilia snapped at him. "Altair is one hundred percent a virgin. Look at him."

"He looks like fuck boy material to me," Kilvar said, looking Altair up and down. "Yep… one hundred percent a fuck boy. He is pulling hoes for sure."

"He doesn't even know how to play with himself," Amilia said, rolling her eyes. She had heard it from So Ho. But thought nothing of it. At least not until the allegation came up. She'd refuse to believe he was caught up with anyone sexual, at least not with what everyone thought.

Altair tilted his head. "Play with myself? What does that mean?"

"Oh my God." Kilvar yelp. "You're twelve, right? How do you not know… '

"I was in a dungeon for nearly two years…" He told him. "The last time I saw humans, they were trying to kill me. Sorry if I don't know the lingo of those my age."

When everyone heard that, Vincent was the first to frown. "People were trying to kill you?"

"You don't know?"

"None of us did," Amelia muttered, somehow understanding a bit more about Altair. "I'm sorry… we… we didn't know."

"It's fine. It was a great way to level up." Altair casually said, sending a chill down everyone's present spine.

"Kid. Have you had your first drink then?" Kilvar asked, breaking the silence. "How about we take you to Seoul for a spin? You got three days off, right?"

"I'll take you up on the drink, but I can't leave until I break through," Altair told him. " Fat Mike told me I got a ten thousand sol bounty on my head."

"..."

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Again, the notification that caught Altair's eyes popped.

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'Was this from the gods?' he wondered but didn't bother to bring it up now.

"How many did you kill!" Kilvan blurted out, bellowing in a gale of laughter as he wrapped his arms around Altair's shoulder. "We'll they got some baddies here too! Let's hit the commissary. And I'll tell you all about plowing. Shit, I might even introduce you to Kimmy. She gives  the best hand gibbers."

"Altair has a meeting," Amilia vigilantly said, jerking him away unintentionally, pressing his arms between her breasts. She glared at Kilvan. "Seems someone has come to start sponsoring him. Come Altair—" She paused and looked down, noticing something tearing through his clothing.

"Bloody Hells~" Everyone muttered in a jaw-dropping gasp

Covering up his shame, Altair turned red. "DAMN IT!!!!"

[Divine Being, 'Luscious Red' sings praises of your cock!]

[Divine Being, 'Booty Warrior' tosses away her ruler.]

[Divine Being's Piercing Owl covers her eyes]

[Divine Being, Daddy gives you a thumbs up!]

"System Private Mood"

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[Private mode has been activated]

Laughter soon spilled through the air, pushing Kilvan and Vincent to their knees as they laughed while Ren glared at them for laughing at her prince.

Acting quickly, Amilia jerked Altair into an empty interrogation room, handing him her lab coat. "Wrap this around your…. You know."

"What god of misfortune did I offend? Why does this keep happening?" Altair lamented, forgetting his Almighty Resistance that allowed him to resist all forms of restraints."And why are all these clothing so fragile? I'm not buying clothing from Earth anymore. Screw this planet."

More committed than ever to learning more about enchanting, Altair wrapped the lab coat around his waist after waiting for his hammer to fall.

"Let's go." He told Amila after stepping out of the interrogation room. He glared at the still-laughing Kilvan and Vincent before storming away.

"BE PROUD ALTAIR!!!!" Kilvan roared, watching him leave, "Your packing, my boy! THAT DICK WAS A TEN OUT OF TEN! LOL!!!!!!"

Gritting his teeth, Altair entered his living quarters to change, noticing that someone had cleaned up his bed stained with his impurities. He narrowed his gaze and made sure to check for any surveillance devices later. And left fully clothed.

"Let's…"

[Ding]

Noticing an email enter his neurolink from Amilia, he stopped as she awkwardly looked elsewhere. " Read it when you aren't with anyone. It'll teach you everything you need to know. Boys your age all go through this… kinda."

Ren barked.

He nodded, unsure whether to be grateful or embarrassed. But both weighed on his shoulders as he looked at the email.

"Thanks… Now, let's deal with the Scorpio Corpo. I'm curious what they are offering."

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