Abel was not planning to turn his knights into Barbarians, at least not until he found a truly loyal knight.
It was one of those rare nights he didn't go into the Dark World. Instead, he sat on his balcony of Harry castle and enjoyed the peace and quiet of his home.
Suddenly, he sensed a calling from his soul. It was from the guardian of the Harry castle, Barbra.
White light flashed, and he appeared underground in front of Barbra.
Barbra had grown. Although it was just as ugly, it was still a good girl.
Barbra reached a root towards Abel and began to rub against him.
"Barbra, are you feeling lonely?' Abel laughed.
"Master, I feel very honoured!" Barbra transferred through the soul.
Barbra was the reason why Abel did not constantly worry about the Holy Continent and The Duke of Marshall's safety.
It was the guardian of an ancient temple. Abel might not win against Barbra in a fight even to this day.
