Evans laughs, laughs and laughs. He is happy to be alive.
"There are so many things I can do if I'm alive, but I still don't know what to do."
Raven looks at the white blankets, the ceiling of the bed, the nightstand, the cream colored room with some pastel colors to touch up.
"This man was rich"
"What a tragic ending"
Evans gets out of bed, looks around the room to familiarize himself with everything.
Evans approaches a door that has a silver knob, inside a bathroom; He takes advantage, enters the bathtub, feels the water run through his small body, a forgotten sensation.
"If everything seems fine, how did it end up like this?"
A maid enters the room, sees the bathroom door open, approaches quickly, sees Evans and exclaims:
-Young sir, why didn't you call me?
"This woman must be a maid"
Evans remains silent, preferring to do so because he does not know the woman's identity.
"As I realized, this guy's wife was accused of being a witch; I have to find a moment to justify my change. How boring!"
A few seconds after waking up, Evans realized that his body was too weak to use his full power.
"I might explode if I use all my power; I'd better go easy."
The maid helped Evans the moment he got out of the bathtub.
Evans dressed in an elegant tailored suit.
"I am an adorable boy, I will have a great future." -Evans thought after seeing his reflection.
Evans left his room and noticed that most of the servants were looking at him with contempt and even murmuring:
"He's useless"
"Yes, it is the shame of this generation"
"I hope he disappears like his mother"
Evans continued walking without giving it much importance, but recording the faces of those who dared to offend him.
As Evans walked, he observed the wide hallways with light blue walls with white touches, the floor was carefully paved, the windows were so clean that they seemed nonexistent.
"This is a great palace"
laughter!
"It must be mine!
Evans continued walking and heard:
Clean it again!
Some children with black hair, white skin and green eyes, dressed elegantly, were harassing a girl dressed as a maid.
The girl with dark, shiny brown hair took the clothes full of mud that she had finished washing seconds before.
Evans put his hand to his mouth to smile maliciously:
"Yes, this is a good excuse to simulate a change of attitude."
Evans looked towards the yard, there was a faucet, a bucket with dirty clothes with mud. One of the boys was going to slap the girl.
"Now"
Evans ran and took the slap.
"Get away from me... Get away from my friend!"
-our bastard brother. -Said Henry, the taller of the two children.
-Do you like this noble fall? -Henry asked.
"I feel like ripping your head off, acting is more annoying than I thought"
-I won't let you hurt her.
The brown-eyed girl, whose beautiful face was covered by her hair, looked at Evans with bright eyes.
The girl remembered her mother's advice:
-If one day you find someone willing to fight for you, regardless of their own fears; never leave that person. "That's the other half of your soul."
Evans extended his arms to pretend to protect the girl.
"Do more than talk"
-I think we have to teach you a lesson. -Henry said.
"Yes! come"
-But it will be at another time because we have fencing practice.
"Curse!"
Evans had no choice but to watch his brothers walk away.
Evans brushed the girl's hair aside and said cordially:
-If they try to bother you, don't hesitate to come to me, I want to protect you.
-Yeah.
Evans smiled and walked away.
"yes, I need a justification for my change; this is perfect."
A deep look appeared on the girl's face as she watched Evans walk away and she murmured:
-My other half.
"What is this chill?" "It's not even cold."
-Young sir. wait. -Evans' personal maid said.
Evan continued to observe the surroundings for the rest of the day, he saw the spacious and well-kept gardens, the training fields for magicians and warriors.
"This is a good place; I will start training from tomorrow, I need a body that can withstand my power; but today, I want to eat, yes, I will look for some food."
Evans walked into a modest kitchen where a short but stocky man, wearing a chef's outfit.
Everyone in the place was surprised, because Evans had entered the employee kitchen, sat down at the table and asked for something to eat.
The cook heated up some beef stew and, somewhat nervously, served it to Evans.
-Young sir, I hope you don't dislike it, but the ingredients here are not the same as those in the main kitchen. -The cook explained.
"This tastes good; I don't know who he was or what he was; but eating will always be something pleasant."
Evans practically devoured the stew that was served to him, wiped himself with a handkerchief, stood up, looked at the cook and said politely:
-Thank you!
Evans left the kitchen. He had spent almost the entire day exploring the surrounding area.
"What happened to the young lord?" -Evans' personal maid wondered.
Evans, for his part, walked to his bedroom. Since his body was not very strong, he felt a little tired and wanted to sleep.
In the bathtub, the maid was bathing Evans.
"Physical training? How long will it take to get stronger? Elixirs, that's a good option.
I think I should take advantage of my position, at least I should try."
-Yes, I will go see the duke. But first I will train for a month. -Evans muttered.
"What are you talking about? Training?" The maid felt more and more confused.
Already dressed in his night clothes, Evans lay down peacefully on his soft bed.