RWBY: Lex Talionis - Male Reader x Harem (Complete)

Part 22

Discreetly, Y/N made his way up the base of the hill, he avoided patrolling police officers and a few Hunters with even an added Ranger.

He slipped through alleys, backstreets and snuck through backyards. It was a long process, but it was safer than the open roads.

Until finally, he stood before a large memorial depicting the past continent leaders standing by the king's side, in the warrior's stone carved hands was a stone replica of his sword, pointed out to the sea.

So lost in thought, Y/N accidentally stood before a rather bubbly woman, she stood with a raised eyebrow under her black hair.

"Excuse me?"

Blinking in mild surprise, Y/N looked to the newcomer who rocked back and forth on her dress shoes, in her hands was a clip board tucked near her hips.

"Are you...? With the others?"

Standing behind the woman was a group of tourists, a couple even took a picture of Y/N thinking he was a Huntsman.

"Err, yeah, sorry."

"Okay then." The tour guide gave a sweet and patient smile as Y/N made his way to the back of the group.

Seeing that he was in line with everyone, she continued. "As I was saying." She cleared her throat to continue with an accent native to Atlas. "This statue depicts the former leaders of Remnant, once emperors, empresses and kings, are now the united council of Remnant. The statue itself was done by a native to the island, it's pretty nifty if you ask me. Any questions?"

After a few pictures and questions of the statue, Y/N couldn't help but notice the king's face was rather disfigured, eventually they continued on to a massive building labeled as a museum.

Running on a tight schedule, there was a long line of your guides and tourists, they worked efficiently enough to continuously round a large room that extended to three floors.

Walking through a security checkpoint without a hassle - mainly because Y/N was again confused as a Huntsman - they came upon the main floor.

"Over here's an old but very valuable piece of history." The tour guide gestured to an old instrument. "Anima's empress had the bright idea of outlawing certain activities and cultures, something the king didn't like so much."

Slowly making their way up to the instrument, Y/N narrowed his eyes at a small plaque set before a glass case.

It was an interesting experience and all, but he waited patiently for the end where a large statue resided, supposedly a replica of the king's tomb.

Sighing to himself, Y/N laid a gloved hand on the plaque to read what information was on it, anything to keep his mind busy.

A flute... alright-

Feeling a small tingle at the tips of his fingers, Y/N was momentarily startled to see Solus standing beside him.

"This is a horrible idea!" Solus hissed.

"There's no other option, remain calm, I have a plan."

It was Ozma previous incarnation speaking to Solus, the warrior king.

"This better be a good plan, or else we'll be in jail!"

"Sir...?"

Y/N shuddered with a sharp inhale, he turned to see a tour guide behind him, they showed concern.

"Sorry." Y/N muttered, before walking along.

He joined the others as the bright woman was in the middle of a history lesson.