

BU - Chapter 44 – “Something Precious”BU - Chapter 4
Several days passed, with Asch and Luke following the same routine, except for what Luke, in his head, called “the…um…incident.” It hadn’t rained since then, which put Luke in a good mood.
Luke woke up earlier that morning, wanting to go back to sleep. His eyes vaguely made out the fuzzy image of Asch pulling his tabard over his head. “Ugh….” Luke moaned. “What are you doing up so early?”
“Oh. You’re finally awake, replica.” Asch glared at him over his shoulder. “The castle has mass on Remday, doesn’t it?”
“Yes, but…why?” Luke rubbed his eyes and rolled


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“What do you mean, there are no other beds?!”
Luke scratched the back of his head innocently. Clearly, he had not thought this out before Asch had begged (was that the correct word?) him to come.
“I mean…that there are no other beds. In the entire manor.” Luke replied, bracing himself for Asch’s reaction.
“How can there be no other beds in such a big freaking manor?!” Asch’s face was turning red, not bearing the thought of him and Luke sleeping in the same bed.
“Well, let’s see….” Luke placed his fingers in front of his face and put them down as he counted


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The odd trio reached the manor in a matter of minutes, receiving the skeptical and often frightened looks of the Baticul residents. Luke and Pere slowly but surely navigated through the complex halls of the manor, carefully setting Asch down on Luke’s bed. The original had fainted by then, sleeping peacefully despite his wounds.
Luke pulled the cord that hung on his wall, summoning two of the maids to the room. They quickly and swiftly began cleaning the wound, wrapping large bandages around the general’s chest. “Pere,” Luke commanded. “Go get the doctor. Quickly.”
Pere n


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Asch collapsed against the wall. He heaved and panted, his chest rising and falling.
“How pathetic, Asch. Even after all of your training, you still weren’t able to catch me,” Legretta looked down at him in scorn, aiming one of her guns at him just in case. “I might have just given this back to you, if you would have caught me. But, as things stand….” She pocketed the small locket she had been twirling around her fingers. A sly smile crossed her face. “…I might just have to turn this into the Commandant.”
Asch’s gaze darted up to her. His face was suddenly filled with
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