Disclaimer: I don't own Noblesse or The Legend of the Sun Knight... I also DON'T own the original idea of this fic. That one goes to Kay Hau.

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WARNING: THIS STORY IS A CONTINUATION OF NOBLES AND KNIGHTS. DO NOT READ THIS BEFORE THAT ONE OR YOU WON'T UNDERSTAND ANYTHING!

Shrouded in darkness, a man with a dark purpose sat. His hands lay limply on top of his legs, his fingers intermingled as he looked at one of the five bright monitors that lit up the room.

Earlier that day, said man had decided to try out a new experiment using electromagnetic waves, trying to replicate the frequency that had taken down the shield the nobles had built around Lukedonia a couple days prior. Sadly, the attempt had failed, but he believed the results displayed on the screens in front of him could be of use to any future tries.

To be frank, Crombel was not as stupid as the captain of the 8th Fleet, commanded by the 12th Elder, who had decided to attack the territory of nobles in a bout of sheer stupidity. Needless to say, the whole bunch of warships that had gone past the limits where the barrier —produced by some sort of unidentified technology— was were obliterated.

It had been like ants trying to fight a boot.

Crombel, however, knew that suicidal action didn't only have its origin in the captain in charge; no, it had also played a part that their boss. The 12th Elder had been pressuring them to get results, pushing the already over-confident seaman to mess with forces he could not comprehend.

Of course, the ambitious researcher had found a way to take advantage of the situation by sending some of his most trusted men to retrieve what they could of the sunken ships the sea pushed away from the shores of Lukedonia. The gods (or maybe the devil), had smiled to him then: a whole monitor had been retrieved from the ship. All the information the machine had recorded was there for him to retrieve.

Sadly, the origin of the disturbance that caused the ancient shield at the location to be taken down temporarily in the first place was still a mystery, and the technology that the 8th Fleet possessed wasn't the most advanced. So it hadn't been surprising that he had failed with how deficient the information was.

Still, failure, even when it was predictable, was upsetting.

However, not getting the desired results in his last experiment had not been enough to dampen Crombel's good mood. Just this morning, the doctor had discovered that the Twelfth Elder was preparing to mobilize his own elite group 'Cerberus' to Korea. A destination that was as questionable as selecting the imbecilic mustachioed man as captain of a whole war fleet ordered to keep tabs on beings humanity had worshipped as gods for centuries.

While normally Elders of the Union never bothered themselves with matters regarding other Elders —status the doctor now found himself sharing with the man— Crombel had still deemed it necessary to get rid of the Twelfth to get more power within the organization. After all, Doctor Crombel was currently the 13th Elder in an organization that was designed to be directed by only twelve; meaning, that he was an elder in name only, and wasn't granted all the privileges the dozen that outranked him obtained from the position.

He didn't even have a chair in the Elders' meetings, thus no say in any of the Union's decisions.

But that was about to change.

The Thirteenth Elder knew, even before he was promoted, that the Twelfth was a foolish man, one that would be likely to make a ruckus big enough to upset the other heads of the Union, so he had deemed very profitable to kept an especially close watch on him, even sending one of his top men, Yuri, to keep an eye on the Twelfth Elder.

Yuri was a very capable man, which is why it was not to be surprised that he had fooled everyone to think his loyalties had been with Dr. Aris —and his superior the Twelfth Elder— when the female researcher was still working and her brain was still useful to the organization.

The mental breakdown of Dr. Aris, coming right after Crombel had pretty much wiped out the Seoul research lab, had put the Twelfth elder on edge, making him pretty much paranoid… but to think he would go as far as to prepare to send Cerberus...

An evil smile found its way onto Crombel's lips. The man had been very thorough when it came to erasing incriminating data, but beyond that, he knew that once his fellow Elder went to Seoul he would find that person.

An image of a smiling blue-eyed man with wavy blond hair flashed in his mind.

Crombel still didn't know for certain the identity of the man M-21 had allied himself with, but he knew he was enough to keep 'Cerberus' distracted for a bit.

To make things even better, Yuri, who was the one to bring back what was left of Dr. Aris, had been appointed to go with the Twelfth Elder's elite team, which meant that he would have eyes and ears in the whole operation.

Yes, it would be soon, the day Doctor Crombel would become the Twelfth Elder was sure to come.

As the man basked in the victory that had yet to happen, he ignored the readings on the machine momentarily, completely unaware of the odd resonances on the streets of Seoul… at the exact same time than his latest failed experiment took place.

…

Classes had long since ended in Ye Ran High School, but even though most students had left the building, two of them remained. The chairman had summoned the male and the female before mentioned to his office, which is why they had not joined their friends for their after-school agenda.

"Has Lukedonia entered in contact with the half nobles?" Frankenstein questioned the silver-haired 'youths' in the room.

Regis and Seira exchanged a brief look, before looking back at the source of the unexpected question.

"Half nobles?" Regis echoed in surprise.

'Was there ever such a thing as half-nobles?'he thought-asked Seira, glancing at her in bewilderment'I thought they were a myth!'

Noticing the startled expression on Regis' face and Seira's shake of the head, Frankenstein rapidly concluded they had not heard of such a thing.

"Do you know nothing about them?" Frankenstein continued.

"They are not around any longer… Not that we know," Seira monotoned thoughtfully.

"Is that what he was?" Regis asked, understanding dawning on him. "The man from before?"

Frankenstein frowned, "I wouldn't know for sure, since I have never met one before. But I had been keeping away from the affairs of Lukedonia for the past 820 years. I thought nobles might have met them in that time."

"We have not. But I have only been a Clan Leader for slightly less than one hundred years," she reminded. "And Regis would not have been privy to any meetings regarding alliances."

"We should inform Gaju-nim about this," Regis declared suddenly. "If the man truly is a half-noble, it is our duty to inform the lord. Even if the Noblesse has chosen to accept the man."

Frankenstein knew that the conversation might come down to this. It was certainly no small matter to find out that someone that belonged to what was thought to be an extinct race, even more so one so closely related to Nobles.

As far as the blond knew, mages had been beings who had a very strong bond with nature, to the point they could posses great amounts of power —a power that was said to rival that of a high-ranking noble— despite their lifespan being that of a human. Which is why they were labeled as half-nobles.

The origin of mages was as unknown as that of Nobles, but they were known to have shown up much later on in history, and completely vanish mere centuries after. But legends of old times told that it had been these kind beings that had served as a bridge between humans and full Nobles.

'If they haven't left this world… that certainly merits the Nobles' attention.'

Knowing there was no point in telling either Regis nor Seira to keep such delicate matter under wraps, Frankenstein spoke. "I agree. However, I think it would be the best to inform only Gejutel for the time being.

Seira nodded her agreement, exiting the chairman's office with a graceful leap. Regis followed suit.

Frankenstein let out a tired sigh, the worry for the well being of his master making him heavily suspicious of the mysterious mage. After all, if there had even been traitors among the previous Clan Leaders, all those centuries ago, there was a chance that this man was only there looking for a chance to attack his master.

He would have to keep a close watch on the self-proclaimed knight. Speaking of which…

"Tao, bring our guest home. I'll meet you there as soon as I can. It might take me a while, though," Frankenstein instructed, dearly wanting to set aside his schedule to go keep an eye on the stranger.

Even though earlier that day the blond chairman had finished all the paperwork that needed immediate attention, he could not leave his office yet. After all —and much to his dismal— he had scheduled to have a phone conference with the director of a government agency. Frankenstein, who had been carefully threading a network of influences, could not move the date. Especially when the after-mentioned director had hinted the plans of having a couple of his agents into the school ground for a while —starting off in a couple of days— to find talented students to grant them a scholarship.

Hopefully, his master would still be hanging with the children somewhere, allowing him the time to question the Sun Knight before he came back.

…

"The boss said we should head home," Tao informed his team and the foreigner, who could not understand him.

His words were met with two nods and one uncomprehending bright smile.

…

The men who had been showing Sun around the place known as School were leading him towards a door with metal bars, which Sun recognized as the one he crossed when he got in. It confused him that he was leading him away from the place.

'Didn't they build their chambers in the area?'Sun couldn't help but wonder as he compared the many rooms of this 'school' with the many ones built in castle and temples to allow the stay of their main residents and highly stemmed guests 'Or maybe they are taking me away? Could it be that they really meant to have the Church of the Light God's spokesperson stay in the servant's abode instead of the main building?'

'Maybe they truly don't know about the Church of Light?'

Grisia Sun couldn't help but feel a tad bit offended —even in the off chance that they didn't know who he was, it was a great discourtesy to treat a guest from the master of the house, to stay with the servants— but, in truth, Sun didn't mind it too much; after all, Friendy has proved to be a very generous man, and the Chairman might give him another expensive item, such as the book he had gotten earlier.

Sun would rather sleep in a stable full of horses if that meant he was getting something of value along with it.

With that thought in mind, Sun found the ever-present smile on his face become a bit more genuine as he followed his three guides.

However, even if the knight was looking ahead and pretending to play attention to the men, his mid was elsewhere entirely. He couldn't help but be startled with the new elements all over the place…

Sun became thoughtful.

'Even though thunder element is the most common in this continent, how is it possible thatallthe elements in the air seem to be saturated?'

Normally, places where there is much dark element in the air necromancers start gathering. Same holds true for places full of light attracting priests, water mages being attracted to places near rivers and oceans, and so on and so forth. After all, those places held an affinity that made the summoning of the element more easy.

It certainly is easier to create chains of water if you have a bucket full of liquid in the room to beckon to your call, than gathering the particles of it in the air, not to mention faster, since there is no need to expend energy or time to summon an element that was already very concentrated.

Of course, people moving to such areas is not the only reason that determines that certain kind of mages can be found in a place: people with an inborn talent for magic raised near a peculiar concentration of elements tend to specialize on that one because they grow up influenced by it…

of course, that didn't rule out the possibility to find someone being born with the element that is less concentrated in the area; specially if the parents of said individual had an affinity to it. As such, it would be as much of an oddity to find a holy knight whose parent were necromancers, than a priest who would find the idea of living in a dark filled place as attractive.

However, no matter how much element one place naturally possesses, it could diminish greatly if abused.

A predominant element being nearly depleted was quite a rare thing to happen, but Sun knew if wasn't impossible: He himself had absorbed a whole land of darkness, and, if he hadn't had the Divine Sun Sword to expel it out of himself, he would have taken it away with him until it burned.

For the brief time Sun had been possessing the whole land of darkness' most abundant element, the effects had been the same then if he had actually spent it. The void that had been left because of the absence of the naturally thick element pulled in particles of the nearby area —which had a higher element density— until the valley of Tizer had become of the same elemental density that the area.'

Then, when the whole darkness had left his body, unused, it pushed the invading element away, going back to having almost the same composition than before.

The opposite also held true: the less one element was consumed by magicians, the more concentrated it could be found in one spot and the ones surrounding them —from which nature would draw them to regain balance—. It was mind-blowing for someone who could "see" the world by sensing the elements in it, to find a place in which all the elements in the air were saturated.

It was like they had been left alone for centuries and centuries, in that country, leading them to become piled up.

When Sun arrived this continent, his senses had still been a bit dull as an after-effect of the teleporting spell. Normally the genius magician would have never mixed up the composition of two people —for they were unique— and yet, he mistook Friendy's aura for Roland's.

The fact that Sun had to "see" through the overwhelming amount of electricity in the area also had dulled his sensing somewhat. But, now that he had gotten accustomed to the fog-like effect the high concentration of electricity caused in his sensing ability, and that he no longer was as bewildered by the unfamiliar new elements this continent seem to posses (which were present in people's clothing, the odd soil under his feet, and the metal contraptions with the heart of fire people use to travel, just to name a few), Sun could pay attention to the other elements in the air. Those saturated elements all over the place were practically humming with delight at his presence.

It was like he was being beckoned to use magic by the world around him.

Sun felt the need to comply and use magic —mostly out of curiosity, wanting to see how strong his magic would truly be in such a place— but he knew he had to maintain his 'Perfect Sun Knight' façade. So how could he let himself use magic now? He didn't even have a hood to hide his face! And, although he could hide his identity using the Dragon's Saint Brigadine stocked in his pants' pocket, going around in a black and silver assassin's outfit when the sun was still shinning would be a highly stupid thing to do.

That, and he didn't want his blood sucked unless it was absolutely necessary.

Several minutes later, the trio ha had been following stopped in front of one of the tall houses with crystal windows Sun has sensed on his walk, one of them taking out what Sun recognized to be a key. If the 38th generation Sun Knight hadn't been raised by his predecessor to be so afraid to maim the Sun Knight's image, the brilliant smile that hid Grisia's shock would have been overpowered by the sensation of shock at what he was sensing: glass was something that was extremely expensive, to the point of being considered a luxury, but this house (or was it a castle?), had even more than the ones around! And even those had so much of it!

'Could it be that I landed in an extremely rich kingdom?'

Curious to know the complete dimensions of the construction in front of him —never truly having used his senses more than a couple of meters above his head since he arrived— Sun extended his senses up, and up, and up…

'How the hell did they build that thing? It isn't even made of stone! And, even if the weird floors and metal supports hidden in the structure are able to hold it, it's too tall and wide! How many wind mages they must have needed just to carry the materials to the upper floors?'

Sun was snapped out from his inner speculations as he felt the weight of three pairs of eyes on himself. With impeccable timing and grace, he moved his body to face the owners of those eyes, letting his smile grow a little wider as a ray of sun cut through the buildings and decided to sit on top of his head, making him look like his whole being was sparkling.

…

Takeo wasn't sure what to make of the man in front of him: the blond didn't look menacing in the slightest and his presence gave a calm feeling that would make people feel at easy; and yet, there was something bothering him about the shinning blond. It was pretty hard for the sniper to imagine someone being so perpetually happy. Especially, if that someone had been dragged around for hours in which he was constantly spoken, by Tao, in a different language.

But this guy —whose name their boss had failed to mention— looked like he was willing to forgive all the wrongdoings in the world… It was weird.

The sparkling smile was odd as well —it made you feel like they were being welcomed back by someone that truly cared about you, instead of a guy you just met— but, despite the calm, happy waves coming from the man, Frankenstein had asked them to keep an eye on him. That much was enough for Takeo to remain in alert, though it was a kind of hard to remain so with the way the apparently patient, easy-going and kind estranger behaved.

This foreign man kind of reminded Takeo of the Noblesse, with the way he seemed a tad bit puzzled about some technological devices the sniper sometimes caught him glancing at.

If Takeo hadn't been ordered to keep an eye on the man, he was sure he would have missed the almost imperceptible jump the man gave as the elevator had started going up, nor other small reactions that indicated he was unaccustomed to technology.

'Maybe this man is a guest from Lukedonia? But he doesn't feel like a noble,' Takeo glanced at his fellow long-haired man sitting in one of the sofas of the apartment.

However, given that the boss asked him to keep an eye on him, he couldn't be a normal human either.

Takeo gave a meaningful look towards Tao and M21 and they both returned it. The three modified humans might not posses any telepathy like-abilities the nobles did, but they somehow could tell that the others were on the same page when it came to guessing the identity of the might-be-noble.

Just after their eye-contact, Tao simply walked towards the living room where the blond was sitting, carrying two cups of tea, one for the newcomer and another for the Noblesse, who were in company of three of the students who frequented their apartment.

As Tao joined the youths in the seats, Takeo and M21 washed the dishes the ones sitting had been dirtying as they eat snacks —most of them, anyway, their guest had not touched the food, though he seemed glad to receive the offered tea.

"It's a shame Seira is not here: I was looking forwards to see what she would cook today," Shinwoo commented, disappointed.

"Well, since she and Regis are absent for family reasons, it can't be helped," Yuna said, with a smile, making reference to a lie Tao had made up to justify the absence of the two platinum-blond students.

Still unable to understand a word of Korean, the smiling blond stayed silent. Oddly enough it didn't feel awkward to have him there, but that might be because he just smiled friendly every time a pair of eyes fell on himself.

As the minutes ticked, Tao had spontaneously taken on Regis job of clearing the crumbles of food from the table, was doing his best to keep the house clean so certain person didn't get too upset by the mess when he got home.

All the while, Rai simply sipped tea, exchanging looks with the blond.

…

So far, Sun had been having a increasing hard time figuring the hierarchy this people shared. The one he knew was the master of the servant, to whom this house belonged, was being treated as an equal by those who he was sure had to posses less social standing than the servant, for their behavior was less educated and refined than the two first.

The loud kid with the high fire element in him was behaving like your typical warrior, the female of the group was acting like a normal lady —lacking the tell-tale dignified posture of someone raised among the influential— and the short kid with glasses on his face seemed to be constantly moving his fingers up and down on top of one of those weird thunder-filled objects, though this one vaguely resembled a book in the way he had opened it in two, though it was obvious it was different by the way he had put it sideway on the table.

Sun suspected the last one to be a thunder priest in training by the amount of electricity in his aura.

None of the general impressions of the younger ones hinted they were nobility, and yet, nobody acted like the familiarity they displayed towards the master of the house was weird.

On top of that, and to make things more confusing, the ones that had so obviously behaved like both guards of the school and his temporary escorts were currently taking care of servants' duties.

The 38th generation Sun Knight looked at the man drinking tea at the head of the table. The master he now knew was named "Rai" —Learning the name of the master had been quite simple, for every time that word had sounded among many unknown others he would look up and the beat of his heart and the flow of his blood would change imperceptibly... not to mention the others would look on his way as well.

Thankfully, this name, Rai, was easy enough for Sun to remember, despite of how it sounded foreign in his ears.

Sun had a feeling that "Rai" could understand his words if he chose to speak since his servant had been able to, but he refrained from opening his mouth since the other had not prompted a response out of him. The holy knight was not in the mood of praising the God of Light (he never was) so he kept on being the quiet Sun Knight.

However, even if Sun didn't have the inconvenience of being forced to talk gibberish right now, there was a very pressing problem: Sun was starving.

Normally, Sun wouldn't refrain from eating when food was currently placed in front of him when he was hungry, but he didn't feel too sure what to think of the food in front of him. Said food was made of very weird elements, put into bags, and was been eaten with bare hands. Every time one of the teens took a piece of the food, it would leave part of the elements composing it stuck in their hands; meaning, they were getting his hands stained.

Hopefully, eating the food was optional, since Rai wasn't consuming anything but the tea Sun himself had been drinking.

Sun could not allow himself to eat in the same fashion wearing white gloves. W he didn't even have a spare pair of gloves with him!

At least there weren't any mosquitoes to stain his gloves in this place.

The head of the twelve holy knight captains soon started debating whether it would be worst to stain his gloves or faint from hunger.

He had just settled for taking off the gloves and eating to prevent the sugar in his blood to reach dangerously low levels when he witnessed the teen with a lot of fire element drink something with lots of air element in the form of bubbles; Sun followed the air with his mage sight as it went down to the warrior's stomach, then it came right up as the loudest blurp Sun had ever heard.

Instantly, Sun concluded he was not to touch any of that food.

If a mere sip of a beverage had caused such effect, the effects the food might have would be disastrous! What if he did something worst than blurp? What it the food caused him to do something as unfashionable like fart? Sun knights do not fart! At least not in public.

Despite being unable to eat what the others were consuming, Sun could not keep himself from eating for too long either, since he wasn't sure there was a way —not that he knew— of having your stomach grumble gracefully.

'I want to go home and eat Ice's handmade sweets…Ah!'

Remembering the bad he had been handed before he got teleported to this continent, Sun moved his hand inside his coat pocket and tugged at the little cord that kept closed the little white silk bag embodied with the sun logo on it.

Not wanting to attract too much attention towards himself, Sun made sure none of the teens were looking his way as he sneaked one blueberry chocolate out of the bag and deposited it in his mouth, the glorious flavor of blueberries invading his taste-buds.

It was bliss.

'Ice, I swear it, if you were born a woman I would definitely marry you!'

However, no matter how discrete he had been in his motion to deposit the sweet goodies in his mouth, he had failed to deceive the master of the household, whose eyes were now glued to the place he was hiding his sweets.

"No, I'm not sharing Ice's handmade sweets! If you want to eat blue-berry sweets go get your own! Don't ask me to give you mine!" Sun cried in his heart as he smiled; Nevertheless, he could feel his face drain of all blood when Rai's expression changed a little and he could hear a voice echoing replying in his head.

'I won't.'

Sun's eyes widened in horror, and his face even gained an elegantly shocked expression, that replaced his smile for a moment, before he forced himself to smile again.

'You can read minds?' Sun asked tried mentally asking the telepath by imitating the feeling he had gotten in his head when the voice intruded in his thoughts —in the same fashion he would try to replicate new spells he caught at the corner of his eye when he knew no one was looking.

There was a lengthy pause in which Sun was unsure if he had succeeded in his attempt of communication until he got a nod as a reply.

Sun started to panic.

'Why were you reading my mind?' Sun asked warily, the wordless panic flooded into his mind. It was not a small matter to have your mind prodded when you held the secrets of a whole church! What if inviting him and pretend to have given him his approval was just a foil to pry information out of him when he dropped his guard?

…

Cadis Etrama Di Raizel had been enjoying his sweetened tea when a loud "voice" echoed in his mind.

The Noblesse possessed a naturally strong capability to read the thoughts of those around him so, despite of the fact that he had not intended to intended it, he could not help but listen the extremely loud thoughts that had come from their newest guest.

A guest he knew was not an ordinary human because the way his presence had reached him while he was still at the school.

Ignoring the fact that it was the time for one of his classes, the god turned student stepped out of the classroom with not so much as an explanation while the teacher, not being able to overpower the authoritative aura of the Noblesse, simply let him get out.

It had been a really long time since the last time Cadis Etrama Di Raizel had felt a presence invade and probe his aura.

Regis and Seira had followed suit.

Once Rai had reached the location he had felt the presence coming from —which happened to be Frankenstein's office— he could see the man who had intruded: A blond, blue-eyed man radiating light aura.

'We have a guest?' He had asked Frankenstein earlier as soon he had entered.

"A stranger, Master. He calls himself Sun Knight, speaks an ancient tongue, and professes to be lost."

Barely a couple of seconds after he had gotten his answer, he could hear the thoughts of the man, most of which matched what Frankenstein informed him of the unknown, smiling man.

Sun Knight's thoughts were as impossible to miss as the light aura emanating from his body for Rai. One light aura as strong as this was something the Noblesse had only ever witnessed in a very rare kind of mages: light mages.

Most commonly known in the old days as clerics.

Back to the present, the knight had been practically shouting in his head for a while, even louder than he had been before.

So, there was no way Rai could have ever missed the accusation directed as his persona when he glanced towards the light-filled man

'No, I'm not sharing Ice's handmade sweets! If you want to eat blue-berry sweets go get your own! Don't ask me to give you mine!"

'I won't,' The Noblesse answered simply, getting a brief, unexpected look of horror in return.

'You can read minds?' Rai nodded.

'Why were you reading my mind?'

'You were too loud.'

…

'Too loud?'

Sun felt loss at the answer that cut through the maelstrom of possibilities his brain had been supplying .

Could it be that.. he only entered my mind since the cry of my soul had been too loud?'Sun was doubtful, 'Is that even possible?'

Sun had no understanding of the theory of any of magic, not even the ones based in the holy element that he used constantly, so that it understandable that he would have no idea what mental magic entailed; thus, it was possible for the other party had been truthful.

Sun knew this possibility was not to be ruled out, but still he couldn't stop his inward panic at the revelation that his thought were no longer private.

Not knowing of any spell that could provide him of a mental wall to protect the sanctuary of his mind, Sun took the impromptu decision of mentally rambling praises to the God of Light until the intruder in his head could not stand the nonsense any longer and left.

So consumed was the knight in his inner rambles, that he failed to see that Friendy had arrived.

…

The clock read 6:45 when the door of certain apartment opened up, revealing a handsome male with wavy blond hair. The man who had arrived home, becoming very surprised at the sight in front of him. His master, Shinwoo, Yuna, Ik-han and Tao were all hanging in his living room, while Takeo and M21 were doing the dishes.

While this kind of unauthorized gathering was something that happened about every day, the fact that there was the addition of certain mysterious blond —who was in what he could only describe as a staring contest with his master— was not an usual occurrence.

Frankenstein had never seen an expression like the one his master was wearing in his face at the moment, and even he was at a loss on what that blankness in his master's expression meant.

"Hey, Chairman!" Shinwoo greeted, and a row of greetings aimed to himself came from the rest of the kids, none of which seemed to have noticed the exchange their "classmate" was having with the new arrival.

Although the mage still looked like a calm river in the most sunny days of spring, his eyes had become two seas of panic. Frankenstein felt himself become wary at that, but he even more worried about what the blank look in his master's face meant.

'Had this Sun Knight informed his master of some imminent wide-scale war?'

If that was the case, Frankenstein had to find a way to keep his master from getting involved and use his lifespan to help others.

Frankenstein glanced worriedly at his master for a brief moment, but his eyes soon were drawn towards Shinwoo. "Chairman, it's great that you arrived; now we can start playing!" The red-head produced a box that was undoubtedly one of those modern games that depressed his master.

Not feeling up to play any games, specially not under the current circumstances, Frankenstein felt his temple throb as a stiff, plastic smile appeared in his face.

Noticing his boss' reluctance, Tao cut in the would-be-ramble about how to play that board game. "I believe it's betting a bit late and the Chairman's cousin is very tired after taking a plane earlier today."

At the word cousin, everyone of the present —minus the Noblesse, who looked like he was starting to develop a migraine— looked from the blond, blue-eyed man standing at the door to the blond blue-eyed man dressed in white; both sporting equally fake, yet convincing smiles.

"WOOAH! Cousin!" Shinwoo yelled a tad louder than the other kids, almost completely drowning their own surprised exclamations.

Frankenstein felt once again impressed by Tao's fast mind: not only did he just made it logic to have this Sun Knight staying at his place, but, unknowingly, created a window for him to explain that this man was, in fact, not a foreign exchange student.

"Now that you mention it," Yuna began before Frankenstein could clear up the last misunderstanding "he does look a lot like Chairman Lee."

"But to think they were related. We thought you were just a normal exchange student." Ik-Han spoke to Chairman Lee's "cousin" who simply smiled pleasantly back.

"By the way," Shinwoo suddenly started again, "What's your cousin's name?" He pointed rudely towards one blond as he looked at the other.

"Oh! That's right!" Yuna exclaimed as it dawned "He didn't understand what we were saying before, so we couldn't ask."

All eyes were again on Frankenstein. He sweat dropped. The chairman had been wondering that himself.

But, he could not know the name of his own cousin.

This was bad.

He had to think of something.

"Don't tell me," Shinwoo gained a very unusual sharp look and a serious demeanor, causing a sense of foreboding in his Chairman heart deepen.

'Have I taken too long to make up one?' Cold sweat started to form in Frankenstein's temple.

The tense, long pause lasted several moments longer before the red-head finally finished with "He has a really lame name and he doesn't like to go by it?"

Feeling incredulous, Frankenstein stared for a moment. "Sure." He lied, smile twitching. The explanation sounded weird even to himself, but he rolled with it regardless.

He was not about to look a gift-horse in the mouth… not even if it seemed to be missing all its teeth.

"Should we call him just Lee then?" Yuna asked doubly, making Frankenstein feel a wave of relief when the absurd lie was accepted.

Ik-Han wordlessly agreed with a nod.

As the three teens went on to properly say hi to "Lee".

If Cadis Etrama Di Raizel had been able to hear the spoken words over the incessant, flowery praise invading his head, he probably would have let out a faint, amused smile draw on his lips.

…

"We'll walk you home," Takeo offered himself and Tao as the two Yelan's stood up simultaneously. It had been less than ten minutes since the revelation of their boss's apparent relative, but even before that, it had already been quite late.

"You don't really need to do so."

"It's alright, it is our duty as Yelan School's security guards to make sure you get home safely," Tao insisted.

"Ok, then. Good bye Rai! Good bye Chairman, good bye Lee," They waved off as they left, followed by the two modified humans who offered to escort them.

…

Once the human students had left, the house fell in a state of quietness. Friendy, Rai and the man with the heart of a beast had stayed behind, and it was obvious to Sun that none of them were as noisy as the departing bunch.

The spokesperson of the God of Light didn't let the new circumstance change anything on his demeanor; he kept on smiling all the same —while inwardly rambling praises to his God to stop eavesdroppers to pick up anything too important— after all, he would not lower his guard just yet.

…

Cadis Etrama Di Raizel was completely and utterly confused. One moment he had been in the middle of a conversation with their enigmatic guest, the next he was being preached to like there was no tomorrow.

Thankfully, the Noblesse had been able to tone the mental prayers down until they were no more than mere whispers.

Sadly, when the Sun Knight made a pause long enough to make him think he had desisted, the prayers had been replaced by a song that seemed to include even its background music.

That had taken twice as much as an effort to block, but he managed.

Still, the mental block he had been using to keep out the light-filled man had come a tad too late: for the first time in several hundred years —back on the time in which his servant Frankenstein ran amok— Cadis Etrama Di Raizel had a headache.

…

Frankenstein stood up right beside the couch in which the mysterious mage was sitting, trying to see past the flawless shinny smile he strongly suspected was fake.

"Mister Sun Knight," He addressed in ancient Chinese, making sure not to sound too accusatory so he wouldn't upset his master, who obviously had favored the half-noble since he arrived "Earlier today you came to my school to look for aid. Might I inquire about the reason for which a mage, such as yourself, would not seek… assistance among his peers?"

The eyes of the Sun Knight narrowed ever so slightly for an instant in which he glanced towards his master accusatorily —as if the Noblesse had let out a secret he had shared with him. However, the time in which his demeanor turned slightly unfriendly had been so short he could almost believe he had imagine it. Almost.

Letting out a very innocent and puzzled expression the mage spoke, "A mage? This Sun Knight doesn't understand why he would be addressed as such."

Frankenstein frowned. He didn't expect the man to flat out deny being a magician.

"My apologies, Mr. Sun Knight, might I inquire what are you then?"

"This Sun, by the grace of the God of Light, has been appointed to teach His children about His mercy as a Holy Knight Captain leader of the Sun Platoon, and head of the holy knights of the Church of the God of Light."

Frankenstein tried to process the information he had been given. The way this person introduced himself as a "holy knight captain" (whatever that was) leader of a platoon and in charge of other knights, if true, meant the man possessed some status among others of his kind.

Despite learning the man in front of him had some degree of status, the way the society of mages was structured was something he had no idea off; meaning, he couldn't really get much information out of him being the leader of a platoon.

What the interrogating blond did learn, though, was that this mage was an extremely religious person.

What threw the oldest human ever out of the loop, was that what humans had called gods in the past was nothing other than nobles as far as his knowledge went; and, if he guessed correctly, mages had been long since aware of that.

'Could it be that this Sun Knight was a worshipper of one of the clan leaders? That couldn't be, none of the nobles from this generation, nor the one he had known before they went to eternal sleep, had ever possessed the ability to control light. It was completely absurd!'

Ye Lan High principal glanced towards his master briefly. It surprised Frankenstein that he had not been stopped from interrogating the man, so he continued.

"Mr. Sun," Frankenstein decided to change his form of address to a shorter one "ould you please tell me the reasons you came to us for help?"

"This Sun has already told you."

Frankenstein was ticked. He didn't believe, even for a moment, that this man simply made it to his school as a coincidence. Regardless, he didn't need to ask for the truth once more, for it presented itself.

Suddenly, an extremely loud *BANG* Sounded in the room, and all the present immediately turned their heads just in time to see the two large glass doors of the balcony been slammed by a gust of wind, and crack, half-revealing a winged shadow too big to belong to any knid of bird.

The time seemed to move in slow motion from that point on. They could practically see as the cracked glass shattered, and the little pieces fell down revealing a creature with pale grey skin, that had huge dragon wings with a claw on their tips.

The creature that had made his entrance had jumped, from his crouched position in the varanda, to the shinny, once-impecable but now glass-covered floor of the apartment.

The dusty brown hair of the intruder was disheveled and seemed stuck to his lowered forehead hiding his eyes until he had trespassed the frame of the door, for he slowly straightened his back as he moved his dirty legs . It was only after he had given a couple of steps inside that he rose his head enough to reveal empty sockets in which black flames burned.

"Sun, I have come for you," A haunting voice forced their way out of grey lips, and Frankenstein felt the darkness within himself stir at the roar.

It was then that Frankenstein finally understood why the Sun Knight had appeared at his doorstep. He was getting chased by what he knew —even if he had never encountered one—had to be a demon.

A demon escaped from hell itself.

Neither Frankenstein, nor M21, nor even the Noblesse had gotten out of their shock of getting the visit of a creature that couldn't possibly exist, in time to prevent the light-filled blond to be grabbed by the waist, pulled back, and flown towards the window, clearly struggling for his freedom.

The unexpected abduction from the entry to the exit had taken no more than ten seconds.

Belatedly, the three in the room reacted, instinctively jumping after the cursed creature.

To be continued.

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AN: Hi people... it's me. Just me. Alone *sobs*.

I hope you keep on with the story. The format is going to be the same. The updates will remain to be sporadic. Kauy Hau will still be around as a beta...

Especial thanks to Lucathia Rykatu for chatting with me when I got unsure of Rai and Sun's telepathic conversation. I might have decided to take it away if it wasn't for you.