Samuel launched himself towards Elyenora, filled with smiles and relief at seeing her. He wished to give her a hug immediately, he wanted to embrace her so that he knew the princess of Benulis kingdom, his cousin, and dear old childhood friend was safe and sound.
And most importantly he wanted to prepare and tell her what had happened in her absence.
But he never got to achieve that hug, a mere meter away from the girl and he found himself crashing down to the ground face first at terminal velocity. His handsome features were dug into the paved pathway like a pickaxe into stone.
Elyenora stared absentmindedly, placing a hand on her mouth as she looked at the poor man. She then turned to the other and shouted with a tone of slight anger. “Mon’Ter!”
The culprit turned to face the princess and quizzically asked, “What? He was going to... crash into you...”
“Still... You shouldn’t have hit him that hard...&rdqu
The group walked into the large building of the mansion, the first sight that greeted them was an exquisite and obviously expensive interior. Filled with marble and gold were the halls, with armor stands placed in an orderly manner that begets a sense of intimidation to any persons passing through.Elyenora followed after Samuel’s back, he was silent throughout the whole way and didn’t even turn to look back at the princess. She even heard him gulp down on multiple occasions, it was obvious how nervous he was, but she had no way of knowing what his thoughts were at this time.Sereia herself was being rather awkward, avoiding eye contact and even distancing herself slightly away, as if feeling remorseful over something.‘Perhaps she knew what this is about, forgot to mention it and now feels guilty?’ Elyenora assumed correctly. What bothered Sereia was the fact that she failed to mention something this important to the princess. Honestly,
“Randus Lioncrown Gaia...” Elyenora mumbled under her nose. Her cheeks were reddened and soaked with tears still as she humbly rose to her feet.Humbly, as in, in a very, clunky, fast manner, unbefitting of a princess.“It is a pleasure... To meet you again, Sir Gaia,” she attempted courtesy, albeit it was a tad late for that.“Indeed, it’s been too long, hasn’t it?” Randus said nonchalantly, looking from Elyenora to Samuel, then finally glancing at Mon’Ter for a moment before continuing. “Come on. Let’s take this conversation elsewhere.”“R-right...” Elyenora agreed and proceeded to stand up back to her feet. She looked to the bedridden old man in the magically protected area, as well as the miasma emanating from him. It looked powerful, and painful.“Sir Gaia, may I ask about... My grandp- uncle... About my uncle...?” she couldn’t help but ask th
“F-father...! Y-you’ve been cursed...?” Sereia’s voice shook with fear for the old man, “But that’s not possible! You’re the greatest mage alive! How can a curse ever affect you?”“You’d be surprised what a well-designed curse could do. Adding conditions, like it had been done to the first one, only serves to empower the effect of these spells after all,” Randus gave a short explanation.“But...” Mon’Ter piped in, “You don’t have any trouble moving... And you don’t have that smoke coming out of you... Do you?”“Like my daughter just mentioned, I am one of the greatest still living magus in all the land. While I may not be immune to this curse, I can resist it fairly well for the moment,” Randus replied to the question, then added. “However, that’ll only be temporary. If I had to take a guess, then I’d say I have about six mont
“About Mon’Ter?” Elyenora questioned, looking to him whilst he looked back at her as if he were her puppy. They then turned back to face Randus together at the same time, “He’s my companion, I met him along the way and he saved me from pursuers. I Have, been meaning to explain the situation about him though...”She looked to Samuel, then Sereia as well, “So I guess this is as good a time as any.”“Then do enlighten us,” Randus questioned, his green eyes glowing as he gazed into the very being of Mon’Ter, “as to why exactly you’ve brought such a terrifying creature into Weylorn city.”“Terrifying?” Sereia asked, hunching away to the edge of her seat and away from Mon’Ter, ‘I guess my hunch was right then... He is strong and dangerous... My father’s eyes would not lie.”“Uhm? That’s not very nice of you... to say...” Mon&
Some hours after the brief meeting Elyenora had together with Randus Lioncrown Gaia, she found herself spending time at the side of her old uncle, and gramps, Leonidas. At first, she felt quite saddened at the fact he’d been reduced to being bedridden, however now she was rather calm about it all.‘How strange, when I first saw you, grandpa Leo, I felt ready to huddle up in a ball and cry over what had happened. But now... Now I feel so calm about it, like this is merely a long nap you’re taking,’ she thought to herself with a wry smile spreading across her lips. There was little to no doubt in her mind at this time, that she’d be successful in attaining a cure for the old man.All that needed to be done, was a bit of preparation on Arch-mage Randus’ side before they could venture off into the far-off lands, that the cure is apparently located at. Randus had already briefed them on its location, and they would set out towards retriev
Samuel watched from the sidelines as Sereia brandished her sword and entered her stance, she had a serious gaze on her face while she looked over every part of Mon’Ter’s body, his movements, his breathing pattern, and especially that eye of his.Mon’Ter himself was paying a large amount attention to her intent and her eyes in particular. He knew for certain that she was a capable fighter and did not wish to make any mistakes during this little bout of theirs. No underestimating her, and certainly not crossing out the fact she may have some insane magical eye ability.Now all that needed to happen, was for either of them to move first.Yet neither did.‘Sereia is a low-ranking Lord class combatant, while Mon’Ter himself shouldn’t be anything lower than one either,’ Samuel analyzed the two fighters for himself. ‘However, Sereia has the advantage of having a special blade such as the Silent Rain. If I had to pu
Samuel looked on from the sidelines. “Sereia really has grown a whole lot stronger in the past three years, huh?”The area he was in was protected magically from any stray attacks, there were magical barriers that allowed people to pass through, however when combat was detected within the arena it would close off and protect the onlookers.However, despite being protected from any incoming attacks going his way, his pride was still taking some hits the more he watched these to be teammates of his.‘As I am now... I could probably win against the nineteen year old Sereia that beat me before in the Winter Blade tournament... But in just three years she’s already advanced this much, what can I possibly do to catch up at this rate?’ Samuel grimaced, feeling as though he wasn’t doing enough.For him, Mon’Ter was untouchable. Yet this woman whom he’d once faced had already managed to push the chimera a lot farther
Sereia cheerfully led Mon’Ter and Samuel to the dining area of the mansion, the hallways were rather huge in size and volume but she seemed to have no issue moving about.“This place seems a lot bigger on the inside... than the outside...” Mon’Ter mentioned as they walked.“Yeah, my father has made it like so, with some specific arrays he’d built into the foundations of the building,” Sereia explained, “If you’re not careful you may end up getting lost in a maze here, the magical doorways don’t really help much with that sadly...”She scratched her cheek, then turned to the door on the right, “Oh, but in other cases they do actually end up helping out a lot!” Sereia said and opened the door she’d seen.It appeared like normal a small room from the outside, nothing special about it and definitely not a door you’d pay much attention too. But once she went through, it a