Army of the Damned

VOLUME 13 Chapter 5

Inside the dining room, Jackson's expression would have a tinge of fear within it every now and then as he'd stare at the exit. His eyes still steeled from their adventure at the abandoned manor. Not even the smell of Alana's cooking was able to take the anxiety that he witnessed.

In their breakfast table was a wonderful assortment of bread with all sorts of toppings that ranges from your typical seasoning with garlic and squeezed lemon to ones with melted cheese on top. Some even have more elegant designs made by the Countess. Depicting the flower of the Kingdom she was born from and to the swords that the party wields.

Elizabeth and Bahamut both waited for their Lord to take the first bite. But his eyes were just locked in place at something. Even though it was such a warmful morning, with the morning rays peeking through the three glass windows over the dining room. The opened door to the main bed chamber on the right showed neatly fixed bedsheets and all their slippers aligned by the entrance. The sound of the carriages and the chatter of the thousands of people outside gave their room a calming yet homey feel to it. "My Lord, just what are you staring at?"

Bahamut with her chin resting on her palm points with her free right hand at the itsy bitsy spider that's thinner than a strand of hair on the wooden door. "I think even house spiders might traumatize me now." Elizabeth just sighs. "My Lord, a mere minutiae of a spider shouldn't be a problem to you. It's the food in front that you're not daring to partake in." he then turns to the table and notices the neatly prepared food and Alana being the last to sit down. "O-Oh, sorry. Let's eat everyone." Starting, the rest of the party followed after him as they start breakfast.

"Master, it's literally just an insect."

"Bahamut... You know how much I hate insects and anything that crawls and has more than two feet! That-that-that thing! Ohhh my, just thinking about it is making me wanna vomit."

"Haaaaa... Master, you need sleep. Thinking about the faces of those eight eyed monsters won't help you at all."

"AHHHH! DON'T REMIND ME!"

Elizabeth on the other hand sets down the Chalice that she's been drinking for the last hour. The blood of Jackson just refills seconds after she stops. "My Lord, you did pretty well back there. You fought like any other warrior in the face of your greatest fear. I was busy protecting Seiness but glances I saw of you. Your eyes were brimming with life. It was beautiful to witness such a sight."

"Thank you Elizabeth..." the Knight then trembles. "But hearing the sound of the clicks of their eight sharp feet just makes me wanna look at whatever is outside of my peripheral vision. That was the worst of the worst of my nightmares coming true." as he takes a bite at the circular bread with melted cheese, bayleaf, and mushrooms. His dimmed face immediately lights up. "Oh wow! What is this?" Alana's expression then quickly lightens as she makes a long breath. A big smile of perfect satisfaction on her face as everyone nodded in agreement with him. "My Lord, I believe this is the traditional morning bread of Rose." The man looks at it and once again takes two more bites. Leaving only a small part left.

"You Vampires really love this don't you? Just leaves, vegetables, and cheese with wine." though he didn't stop eating. Merely taking two more to his plate from the serving platter and pours himself some water. "Also... where is the Blue Spider eye anyways?" Bahamut then points at the cabinet near the exit. She tried to talk but her mouth was full of loaf.

Turning to look around, at the door to the hallway of the hotel's 3rd floor. The man notices a dark oozing aura coming from a wooden cabinet. "Uhhhh... was it always like that? I don't remember it making that type of eerie air when we settled it at the dining table." looking at everyone, they all just shrugged and went back to eating. As if the unsettling atmosphere the ghostly spider eye was making was of no nuisance to everyone else but him. "Haaaaah..." he then takes a bite. Looking up the ceiling and nodding once again to the taste.