Inhuman Warlock

The driver brought Milena to the centre of the city where the Cloud Palace was established.

The mansion was situated at the place known as Central Street. In fact, it was the only mansion there. 

Both sides of the streets had gates that only allowed people to pass through after they were verified to have an appointment. No other visitors were allowed to pass through. 

The car also stopped at the checking gates. 

One of the guards stepped closer to the car. 

The driver lowered the window. 

The guard checked the backseat of the cat before turning to the driver. "What are you doing here?" 

"The woman in the back has an appointment. I'm just dropping her here," the driver said, pointing in the back. 

The guard looked at the driver like he was looking at an idiot. 

The driver thought that the guard didn't trust him. He turned around. "Mam, please show him your appointment letter."

"Huh? What?" As soon as the guard turned around, his eyes opened wide. "Where did she go? She was just here."

"Good. Just what we needed, a crazy driver who hallucinate about passengers." The guard shook his head in disappointment. "Go back, and don't forget to get yourself checked by a good doctor."

He turned around and walked back. "It's nothing, just a crazy driver. No need to open the door!"

The driver looked back once again, scratching the back of his head. She was just here. Where did she go?

He turned the car around and left, wondering if he was really seeing ghosts. 

In the meantime, Milena was already walking on the Central Street alone. It was easy for her to Teleport on the other end of the gates after getting so close. 

She could see a Mansion in the distance. There weren't many guards outside the mansion. It seemed like most of the security was placed at the gates that led to the mansion. 

She could only see two guards, each holding a semi-automatic rifle in their hands. 

The two guards watched Milena getting close to them, but they didn't attack. They believed that she was checked by the guards at the entrance and allowed in. No alarms were going off either, so she didn't try to stop her, letting their misunderstanding prevail. 

Milena stepped before the guards and flashed a cute smile. "Good Evening, Gentlemen. May I know if Jonathan is inside?"

"Sir Jonathan? Yeah, he's inside in his office. Please go ahead."

The guards stepped aside. 

Milena passed through the gates and stepped inside the Mansion. It was much easier for her than she expected.

"I knew I wasn't needed for this mission. It's so boring. No challenge at all," Milena muttered, observing the surroundings. There were many portraits on the walls, all belonging to one man only. 

She assumed the man to be the owner of the mansion. However, she didn't care about him. All she needed was Jonathan, who had the stone. 

She stopped a maid who was watering the plants. "Where is the office of Jonathan?"

"It's right there." The maid pointed towards the back. 

Milena walked to the back and noticed a room which had the nameplate of Jonathan hanging outside. 

She knocked on the door. 

"Come in." A voice came from inside. 

Instead of opening the door, Milena teleported inside. 

The man was sitting behind a table, going through some documents. He didn't even notice that Milena had Teleported inside. Only when he heard her footsteps did he raise his head, slightly surprised that he didn't hear the opening of the door. 

He didn't think about it too seriously. "Sit."

Milena sat before the man. "Are you Jonathan?'

"Yeah? Who might you be? I don't remember having a personal appointment today."

"I don't know about the appointment, but it's certainly personal," Milena said, smirking. "You bought a small stone in the continent of Darkness a few months ago. I am here to take it back."

"So, would you hand it over nicely, or do I need to get my teeth dirty?"

"The stone? Who are you? Who allowed you in!" The man pressed a bottom on the table. An alarm started ringing in the entire mansion, which even Milena could hear. 

"Hard way it is then." Milena appeared behind the man, holding him by his neck as she raised him high in the air.

She disappeared from the room with the man and appeared a thousand feet high in the sky. 

Finding himself so high in the sky, the man started screaming like a dying pig. He was so scared of great heights that he started shivering. 

"If you don't want to die, stop this chaos. I'm not here to kill everyone here. Don't make me kill more than I have to. You understand?"

"I-i understand! Don't kill me, please! Take me back! I beg you!"

"Good boy!" Milena appeared back in the room. "Stop this alarm. It's giving me a headache.'

The man pressed a different button and spoke into a mic. "I'm sorry, I accidentally pressed the button. Everything is alright. Stay where you are!'

After finishing, he turned to Milena. 

"I did it. Now no one will come."

"Good boy." Milena sat back on her chair. "Now, where were we? Ah, right. The stone. Give it to me!"

"I-i can't."

"Do you want to take a tour of space this time?" Milena asked, frowning. 

"N-no! I'm being serious! I can't give you the stone because I literally don't have it!"

"Then who does?"

"The stone is with my Master. It's with Master Jestor! He likes the stone so much that he always carries it with him!"

"And where will I find this Jestor?" Milena asked. 

"He went to the opening ceremony of his new museum."

"Just to be sure? It's the man in the portrait, right?"

"N-no. There are no portraits of the master. The portrait on the walls belongs to Master's father."

"Alright. It seems like we're going on a museum trip. You'll be giving me directions." Milena grabbed the man and disappeared. 

"Arghhh!" The man once again started screaming as he found himself in the sky. 

"Stop screaming. You don't die. But if you don't stop screaming, I might literally drop you. Just tell me the direction. The faster we get there, the faster we'll be done."

"T-that direction!"

...

In a different part of the street, a newly constructed museum was standing tall. 

A man who seemed to be in his mid fifties was standing with a glass of wine in his hand. A necklace was hanging on his neck, which contained a beautiful jade-like stone. 

He was dressed in an all-white attire.. His hair had turned white by now, but his face still looked full of life.