Aegis of the Sun

9. In the End

"They must be very disappointed, and I think after a few months, Black Mamba won't bother with that problem anymore because I think it ended with an apology from our Guild." Connect the Dryzell.

"So is that the only reason why they are beating his up like this?" Says Horald with a slight rise in his voice. Edgar was a little surprised to hear that. Unlike him, he saw Dryzell still in the same circumstances.

Edgar was just afraid that Dryzell would lose his temper after hearing horald's words to him like that. However, Dryzell was far away from his hunch and seemed frustrated.

"That's way too much, Dryzell. That's Red Raven being trampled. Supposedly they found out and understood it, my fellow guild robber! How can they make an issue out of growing old." Horald's dess were seen holding back his anger.

Dryzell again drew his breath heavy and then breathed after his chest filled with the warm air of the twilight.

"You may lose your temper with me, Horald. It all happened because of my own negligence." Said Dryzell after saying a confession that Edgar had never heard before. So far, he's never heard the old man like what he'd seen this afternoon. In his calm speech he makes Dryzell rather than himself.

"It's okay, Dryzell. Calm down a little. That son of a bitch is gonna be sorry he did wrong to Red Raven." Edgar said.

"I have to go there early tomorrow morning." The man said again later. "Where? You mean Nelvada?" Ask Zhippy. Dryzell nodded his throat.

"What for? Apologize to them? You're wasting your time!" Move on, Horald. "I'm just gonna straighten all this out on their Guild head. As for the contraband that I've been lying on, I'll replace it later." Clear Dryzell.

"You're out of your mind, huh? Why are you being so nice like that, huh? Don't you see from what they've done to us? To the Juildith with all those nasty wounds? Will straightening out a problem that has fallen apart like this make it all better again? And, what about all the members of red raven, if you choose to set things straight?" Horald says at length. The man stood out of his place after hearing Dryzell's words with his sudden plan.

"Forget all that has passed, Dryzell. Horald's words are true." Edgar said in.

"Your actions will only cause them to lose their income, but if they have to deal with violence, I will not die in peace at all." Horald says.

The wind seeped in through the window of the room which had been wide open since. The smell of the ground's surface has been lost because of the warm, warm weather, which is now fully eroded by the warm, warm afternoon it is. Yet the leaves of the trees still appear moist with all the leftover rainwater that leaves leaves behind the green leaves.

"Didn't you once tell me, that you had a close friend of the Guild?" Ask horald again. Dryzell nodded. "Indeed." He said.

"I just let him down, that's all. "But deep down, I can't help but notice that Nordick's jerk is disturbing our family." The Dryzell word sounds so dilemma.

Edgar knew that this was dryzell's own fault, but in a way he thought like that old man. What kind of person accepts family members badly beat up by others. Horald seemed angry too. Moreover, he has been with Juildith in Nelvada, and he is a person who also helps Juildith from the asshole of the basters there.

"Shit!" Horald hisses as he sits back in his seat.

Edgar was thinking something and he intended to bring back these earlier extensions. The people at Black Mamba turned out to be just like those who were vindictive and calculating. Red Raven has never faced men like them.

"I am going to do something to atone for their losses, and to clean the wounds of the Juildith," Edgar told everyone in the room.

"With both my Vulcan Drusser." He continued with his smile. His eyes glanced out the window, noticing a quieter exterior than the inside of Dryzell's head. Even Horald had the same idea.

"They had to learn a lesson immediately. Doesn't it make a difference to ambush an innocent man, then attack him unawares his opponent, even with more than one number of losers?" Bellows horald in a slightly shaky tone.

"Hold on. What do jews do to her that they do to her?" Ask Zhippy was curious. A Zhippy before was a person who rarely Shared a conversation with the people of the Guild. But since this was a serious case, then he opened himself up with all the really important information. Especially with those damn Guild members, like these damn paintings.

"I'm with Juildith were build up the camp near the waters of Nevalda at first. And i decided to go to the city for a while because we need to buys sake for our night's buddy. and I had asked Juildith to go with me. But this man refused and told me that our belongings that we had placed near the camp were more important than if he came with me to the city." Horald again.

The blond man drew his breath before continuing his words.

"And after I returned, our resting places that night had been visiting some people, and they were attacking Juildith. I look the Juildith attack back with his weapons. He keep collapsing because they can't stay steady. Those sons of bitches, they didn't leave our place until I threw my dagger, hit one of them." It's the hull again.

"They all fled after realizing you were coming?" Ask Edgar to Horald. Horald nodded. "But I guess they just didn't really realize who was their victim that night. They are just trying to steal something that Juildith owns. And guess what, when you went into town to buy sake, the money you earned, did you, Horald?" Edgar exclaimed trying to sum up.

Horald nodded again after recalling the terrible incident.

"That's why they keep Juildith like this. They set out to rob, but the man they target has absolutely nothing to take. That's why they attacked the Juildith and made her like this." Edgar said after coming to his last word.

"You mean, they don't know if Juildith is one of the Red Raven conspirators, do you?" Zhippy pulls up a guess. Edgar nodded. "Yes, it is. Well, think about it. What is the purpose of the marauders besides stealing money? If they don't get what they get, they inevitably have to make their victims pay." Edgar said again.

"How do you know all that, Edgar?" Asked Dryzell, who had been listening to an opinion catered by the dark-haired man just now.

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