Vanguard
Vanguard was walking quite lightly along the city, seemingly taking a mere stroll as men of his age wont do. His smile, much like his step, was quite at ease, as if his mind was astray and looming elsewhere. And yet, his eyes couldn’t be any more determined.
He did not imagine that little girl could prove so devious. To think someone would plot against him, could it be someone disliked him already? It could have worked, if anyone in this city could do it, it certainly wouldn’t be William, but her.
However, she had most certainly chosen the cruelest of handicaps. He wasn’t so kind as to gift a body and to expect nothing in return. In this case, her eyes and ears would do for now. Sadly, he didn’t plan on letting her know just yet. Besides, he had to say he was curious to see just how far she would go.
If that was her blade’s ambition, he would certainly welcome it with open arms and destroy it.
"Hmmmm~♫"
Ah, but before that, there were more curious happenings in this city, matters he ought to take care of. How deplorable, for him to have to come back and see her under this wretched form. Ah, but if he waited too long, he might not get another chance. His time was trickling down, wasn't it?
Well, it didn't really matter in the grand scheme of things. As long as his goal wasn't reached, he wouldn't die. Of that, Vanguard was blindly certain to the point of delusion. Despite that, the possibility of him being defeated did not escape him. He was hard pressed, with his back against a figurative wall, and the meeting of that deplorable man only cemented this.
But it was in times like this that heroes would triumph against impossible odds. To do any less would be a mockery to all those who once and still believed in him. He couldn't allow such a thing now could he?
Well regardless, now was not the time to trouble himself with such affairs, so as calmly as ever, he directed himself to the manor where he once was summoned. It wasn't a bad time to meet an old friend.
"Fu fu fu..."