It’s evening, and the heavy rain has stopped. Two suspicious blue-haired men could be spotted, creeping up to Heksen’s home from afar. The Scotsman, being a painting hung above, can keep an eye on them through the wall crack. He sees the two men giving signal at each other by nodding their heads, then running to the middle of the town where the natural water fountain is, surrounded by a lot of flowers. Unfortunately, the Scotsman loses sight of them.

The people of this town seem like they are scheming something. Based on Miss Vola’s earlier explanation that I overheard, they probably want to do something to Heksen. I need to let the Jester know about this. But...why is he still sleeping? damn kid! That’s what the Scotsman thinks as the painting of young King Edward IV appears deep in thought.

“It seems they will hold a ritual tonight,” says Miss Vola, who is elegantly sitting with her legs crossed on the couch. The Scotsman looks at her solemn face as she gets up.

“I need to check something... it’s different from what they usually do. That natural water fountain is the only place I still haven’t investigated. It seems they were hiding something there. Who knows, maybe I will find a disgusting place like a dungeon, just like when i first arrive here and found the underground right under the major house.”

Miss Vola’s face shows disdain, clearly affected by what she witnessed that day, behind those gentle eyes of her, hides her deepest desire to annihilate all the people of Half-elf Valley.

When Miss Vola reaches for the doorknob, she hears the Jester’s calm voice, “I’ll accompany you.” She jerks her head and sees the Jester standing behind her with his golden jester mask on his face and red majestic long robe enveloping his body.

Silence descends, no one utters a word. The Scotsman shuts his picturesque mouth, Gerard, who has just wake up, looks confused but quickly realizes the situation when he sees the Jester in that persona. In Gerard’s mind, the clown has just turned into a devil, making him swallowed his own saliva.

“A-alright, you can come with me,” Miss Vola’s voice shakes a bit as the Jester looks at her through the golden jester mask. She can feel his personality has switched; the funny and cheerful young man has been replaced by this cold-blooded gentleman.

Both of them go outside, the yellow-ish evening sky and the puddles reflecting the two individuals walking through the stone pavement with flowers on the side, both trying to uncover the secret behind this beautiful town.

The truth can spark curiosity for every living being, whatever form it is and whatever thing it is. The truth only contains nothing; faced with the truth, there are no right or wrong, just like a plot in a story, just like this life, it just happens and it is coincidental that you find it, almost like fate.

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“We are here. This is the natural water fountain in Half-Elf Valley…this place is like a pond; however, these lush flowers form a natural gate to prevent people to get in there, this is the only place that I never investigate, a complex defence mechanism were put on this place, that’s what my assumption.”

Miss Vola explains things to the Jester beside her, then she drops to her knee and grab one rose flower, her right-hand bleeds from the torn on the rose stem, the blood trickles down to the natural water fountain and it distorts into an underground entrance but then, miss Vola cough and vomits blood, then that underground entrance disappear and back to the natural water fountain.

“Haah…haah…see, I was right…you need to break the illusion with your blood and sanity, but It seems I can’t open it, probably because I’m a shaman, I’m quite sensitive regarding sanity as a shaman’s mind and spirit is no different than a curse.”

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The Jester help miss Vola by helping her gets up, miss Vola panting to breath, her face looks pale, it seems she just lose a lot of blood earlier.

“A curse…let me try to break it.”

The Jester steps up, his eyes scanning down below his feet to look for a specific flower, then he spotted a splendens lily. When the Jester’s hand touches the flower, it suddenly turned crimson red, then all the flowers turned crimson red, miss Vola widens her eyes, she freezes on her spot looking at the Jester who is on his knee.

Then miss Vola witnessed an eerie thing unfolding right in front of her eyes, on the back of the Jester’s head, there is a red-haired elf’s face with his eyes bulging open, then it contorts into male sheep face with bloodied horns, and finally it turns into the Jester’s back head.

W-what just happened?...this young man…he… he is not normal!! while miss Vola was bewildered, something seems to be happening on the natural water fountain…all of it’s water suddenly starts boiling…then it all evaporated just like that. Revealing the staircase leading to the underground entrance. H-He did it!! the curse has been lifted!!

Miss Vola was so happy that she forgets to check the Jester who is still on his knee, miss Vola checks on the Jester’s face, then she instinctively took one step back, because the golden jester mask on his face starts eating the Jester’s face flesh, it looks like the mask is alive.

“H-hey!! Jester!! don’t lose yourself!!”

Miss Vola tries to wake the Jester by shaking his shoulder with her hand, it seems the defence mechanism on the natural water fountain earlier cost a ton of his sanity. And it seems miss Vola can’t pull the Jester's conscious back, as she bites her lips and ruffles her hair, thinking what to do, when suddenly she remembers that the Jester had a person that he really loved,

“Vilily!”

That word from miss Vola’s mouth made the Jester’s ears flinched, then his hands quickly grabbing the golden jester mask and tears it, the result was horrifying putting him in great pain as if he is tearing his own flesh, fortunately he succeeds, the golden jester mask finally disappeared, his red majestic long robe too disappeared, he is back to his original appearance, tan-skinned young man with messy black hair, black pupil eyes and thin body.

He is on all four on the ground throwing up a lot of blood, miss Vola hurriedly gives him green bottle flask,

“drink this! This is my concocted medicine."

The Jester looks at the green bottle flask on miss Vola’s right hand, and weakly say,

“T-thanks…” he gulped down the medicine, and he gradually in better condition with every breath he is taking.

“You better not doing that reckless thing again! there are people who is waiting for your return, your troupe and that kid!” uttered miss Vola with grumpy face, it seems she is nagging the Jester as he tilts his head and then let out a soft laugh,

“Ha..hahahaha…oh, I’m sorry, it’s just…you remind me of my sister…*sigh…she is always nagging to me when I got hurt and pout until I promise to her to not get hurt again…your right miss Vola, I’m sorry.”

Hearing the Jester’s word unknowingly made miss Vola blush a little, as her cheeks began to turn rosy red, what’s wrong with me? I never cared about someone in the first place, I never cared about human, but why is he made me act like that?, is it because he really wants to help me, just because I gave him food through that kid? Miss Vola gets up and ignored the Jester by turn her head to the opposite direction,

“O-Of course, it’s because I need you and your troupe in my plan to eradicate these people, Jester.”

The Jester gets up and stands beside miss Vola, he looks at the stairs that leads to the underground and said,

“Conny…you can call me Conny, that’s my real name.” the Jester, Conny took the staircase down leaving behind miss Vola who is dumbfounded, she only moved when she realized that Conny already far descended,

*pfft, what kind of name is that? *pfft that’s what in miss Vola mind as she bite her lips trying to not laugh.