Cameraman Never Dies

Judge stared at the steaming hot Worrak steak in front of him. This was different from how he usually ate— there were no additional add-ons or any kind of sauces, just the meat that was seasoned well and grilled to perfection.

He silently praised his master as he slowly chewed the well cooked meat, she was not just his master, but a role model in the kitchen too.

"So, what is your real identity?" Seraphis asked after completely chewing and swallowing a small piece she cut from the steak on her plate. "Dorian Caine is a likable nickname, it has got a nice ring to it." She smiled lightly before stuffing another small piece in her mouth and chewing lightly.

The silence was loud, Seraphis had gone to the kitchen and cooked the two steaks for a full two minutes. Unknown to Judge, she actually knew quite a bit of the ethercraft principle for fire manipulation. He did not know what exactly she did, but the steak was cooked inside out just after the two minutes had passed, regardless of the cooking methods, the taste was commendable. As expected, it is hard to make a bad dish when you have Worrak meat to work with.

"You might be surprised to find out about my identity," Judge returned her smile, she had taken off her man disguise and the contacts, her crimson eyes exuded an aura of power, and her black hair was neatly combed to the sides.

Seraphis swallowed the piece of meat and drank some water, "I would have liked to refute, but something tells me it is best if I don't."

"Well... I am a child from Drakonis house."

Her pupils constricted, but she kept her calm, "Amber... no, definitely not her... Liam?" The reason she believed Judge was that she could tell whether he was lying or telling the truth after taking off her contacts. This was just one of the abilities of the crimson eyes of a phoenix.

She might have known about Amber heading to Wistmere. So, for her, this whole guise was like boiling the ocean, unnecessary and impossible under all those watches. She might have guessed that Liam had somehow gotten hold of a transformation principle and 'somehow' got out of the Land of Dragons, I heard it was hard to do, but I don't know what to do or how hard it is to do.

"I am neither," He cut another piece of steak and put it inside his mouth, chewing slowly and enjoying the surprised look of his master.

"J-Judge...?"

He did not say anything and just nodded. Seraphis could not believe her eyes (Literally), he did not lie when he said he was a Drakonis and was not the two siblings. But suddenly, she realized something, there were plenty of ways this statement could be exploited. She was just looking at the "children" from the "main family".

There could be plenty of other people from the Drakonis family, like the older people and others from branch families that she did not pay much attention to. "Tell me you are Judge Drakonis from the main house of Drakonis."

Judge drank some water, "I am Judge Drakonis from the main house of Drakonis." He nonchalantly said and continued his munching on the small piece of steak that was almost over.

Seraphis stood up and went to the kitchen with the empty plate and glass in her hands. She was lost in what was currently going on. She taught a child who was four years old about swordsmanship and her principle about body strengthening, and the most unbelievable thing about it was the fact that her disciple had chosen an unconventional but innovative. She felt insulted and proud at the same time.

When she turned to the shelves after washing her plate and glass, she saw her disciple coming in with his empty plate and glass. He looked at her once and understood he had to do his own dishes, which he did without complaint.@@novelbin@@

"So, what do you know about me?" Seraphis asked as she put the plate on a drying rack, "You only told me about training inside my house, but did I tell you something about myself?"

"Yes, you told me quite a bit about you actually." Judge was about to lie, but he knew about the crimson eyes— they do not detect lies, but the speaker's intentions when saying that. Basically speaking, someone could lie to them with good intentions toward the listener.

"You told me about your family," He was lying to an extent, he wanted to test the waters on how much he could lie. "About your husband Corwin and your daughter Selena." He practically lied, but without any ill intentions, so this was bound to get a pass.

"You are lying," Seraphis said without a shed of doubt, "As a Drakonis, it is normal for you to hear about the ability of a phoenix's crimson eye to detect any ill intentions. But let me assure you that I can outright see the truth, even if you spoke without any ill intentions."

"Ok I lied," Judge was quick to get back on track with a shocking discovery, "There was your husband and child inside the house."

"How old was my child?"

"That I do not know"

"As an estimate"

"I would say about three days," Judge wanted to shut up, but he knew better. It made him think about why he acted as if he knew her, things would have been better if he did not. He could not shake off the feeling of something forcing him to do things he did not want to do himself, and that was one of the most scary feelings a person could have— being controlled and doing things you did not wish to.

Seraphis thought for a minute, seemingly lost in what he had just told her. She then lifted her head as if she just got hold of an impressive idea, "How old were you when you were inside the dream?"

Judge wanted to stay silent to this question, but as things had developed till this point, he had to do something to ensure his secrets were safe. "I was less than a month old."

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This statement came out as a surprise to his master, Judge could not afford to wait and let her thoughts wander, "I am an incarnation of an unknown god who lost his power, and I was born to once again ascend into a god."

The lie detector could not find any lies in his statement, this was because what he currently said was based on some real events. Firstly, him being a "god" incarnate was taken as him being a god in the business world from his previous world. Secondly, the unknown part was because he was not known in this world, losing power was him after dying.

Next sentence was easy, he was born again and now he seeks to attain godhood. Though he did not say his motivation for godhood was mostly because of Clio, he knew his master would assume that it was because he was a god that fell from power and wanted that power back.

Seraphis nodded as she just uncovered the secrets of the universe, she was still baffled after what he had just told her. She could not shake off her feeling of self-importance as she had unknowingly trained a literal god. "Now that you have told me your secrets, I want to have a more 'normal' conversation with you. Though I do not know what you call normal. You can ask me questions now, but do put that plate and glass you are holding into the drying rack."

"Oh right..." Judge had forgotten that he had finished washing the dishes, thankfully, he had turned the water off. "Ok let me ask you this then," He said after putting the dishes on the drying rack. "Why are you here, disguised as a man, when you have a four year old daughter and a husband at home? Or is it just that you like being a mercenary and you pushed all the responsibilities onto your husband and just left?"

"Sometimes I wish I could just pluck your tongue out, but... Yuck!" she did a fake vomit, "You have such a nasty one."

"Well sorry if I was curious, I know there were other ways I could have asked but I like pissing you off more."

Seraphis just shook her head, accepting the fact that her disciple was beyond saving when it came to anything that was mental. "My home..." She began as if she was trying too hard to start an epic tale at a soap opera. "... is no more!"

Wow! What a tragic tale. Judge wiped his tears (mentally, of course— he did not want to die).

"So you mean... both your husband and child are missing?"

"No!'

This! He snorted (mentally, of course), sometimes I wish to just pluck her tongue out, but... yuck! He faked a vomit (... mentally). "Then where are they?"

"Missing."

Maybe I should try suicide instead of world domination! He thought while smiling inward.