Narrator's POV:
. . .
"There are 2 troops that has been dispatched by the Light's Order recently, and it's requesting us to rendezvous with them at Castle Aberleen."
- Zemislav said.
*Margarette's listening*
"It says that, each troop were leaded by separate Captains; Captain Orphium and Captain Terence."
- Zemislav said.
Margarette gasps and Zemislav noticed her sudden reaction. At that moment, Margarette clenches her fist. Zemislav, on the other hand, detected her sudden anger but he remains quiet, as if he is clueless.
"Orphium and Terence? Those sc*mb*gs?"
- Margarette said in a shocked tone.
. . .
"She swears again."
- Zemislav comically wondered in his thoughts.
*deep exhales*
"Most likely, yes. It's what the letter stated."
- Zemislav said as he slowly write something on the letter.
*tch!*
"Orphium and Terence, those despicable fools! Out of all captains needed to be dispatch, why it has to be those detestable, arrogant sc*ms?!"
- Margarette rants angrily.
. . .
"Oh F*ck, I'm such an influencer."
- Zemislav comically wondered.
. . .
*Zemislav pretends to smile*
"There's nothing we can do about it, Sweetheart. It's the Light's Order's words. Besides, the more we have allies, the faster we accomplish the mission."
- Zemislav said as he finishes writing the reply towards the letter.
"Well, basically you're right about that. We need sheer number of people for this mission after all."
- Margarette nods as she speaks.
*Zemislav gone quiet for a while*
*deep inhale*
"Anyway, start resting for sweetheart. Any time soon, we'll be making our restless journey towards Castle Aberleen."
- Zemislav said.
*Margarette's listening*
"We must arrive there after 2 days and half."
- Zemislav said as he put the folded letter to the pigeon.
*flapping of wings*
"How about you Sweety Pie? Aren't you going to rest?"
- Margarette said in a concerned tone.
*Zemislav lets out a gently smile*
"I'll rest once I'm done feeding this birdie."
- Zemislav said as he starts giving a piece of sliced loaf bread to the pigeon.
*Margarette's looking to the pigeon in Zemislav's arms*
. . .
"Okay, I'll be over there if you're looking for me."
- Margarette said as she leaves.
"Noted."
- Zemislav responded.
Margarette left and Zemislav continue feeding the pigeon.
. . .
"Here birdie, eat up!"
- Zemislav cheerfully said towards the pigeon.
*Pigeon's chirping sounds*
. . .
Not too long, the pigeon finished the half slice of the loaf bread, and Zemislav finally give the thirsty pigeon some water.
*the pigeon peacefully drink the water provided by Zemislav*
When the pigeon finished filling its tummy, Zemislav released the pigeon and it left immediately.
*flapping of wings*
"Take care, lovely birdie!"
- Zemislav waves his hand towards the bird.
Zemislav looks towards the pigeon that just left.
*flapping of Pigeon's wings*
Upon watching the pigeon that fly away from him, he couldn't help himself but wonder.
"Please, make it safe and deliver the letter to the Order successfully."
- Zemislav said and headed towards everyone.
. . .
- Two and half days
have passed -
( at Castle Aberleen )
*marching halts*
After a long travel that the Second Regiment went through, they've finally arrived at Castle Aberleen.
( Narrator: Castle Aberleen is located in Southern Portion of the Moniyan Empire, West from Castle George, Southeast from Azure Lake. This place is closer to the Land of Despair. It is shrouded in a faint mist all year round, giving it an air of mystery and unpredictability... )
*Zemislav blissfully faces his members*
"Alright everyone, welcome to Castle Aberleen!"
- Zemislav cheerfully said as he raises both of his hands in joy.
*all were surprised*
"I guess there's no need of me to explain about this beautiful place since you all have been aware already."
- Zemislav confidently said.
*cricket sounds of awkwardness*
"So, let's get our business here folks!"
- Zemislav cheerfully said towards his comrades.
. . .
"So, okay. Since our real business here is not sightseeing, but rendezvous with the rest of the troops leaded by other Captains, that recently arrived here at the Southern Part of Castle Aberleen."
- Zemislav said.
*all were listening*
"But before we leave, buy all the things that are only necessary for our journey."
- Zemislav said.
*all listens carefully*
*Zemislav looked on his pocket watch for time*
"Okay, you guys have 30 minutes till we leave this place."
- Zemislav said.
"Make sure you all arrive here in this place 5 minutes before the due time, understood?'
- Zemislav said as he watches his pocket watch.
"Yes sir!"
- all agreed.
"Again, this is our meeting place."
- Zemislav added.
*clock pocket closed*
"Now, go."
- Zemislav said as he hides back his clock under his chainmail.
*armor clanging because of marching*
. . .
All regiment members started to embark and heads towards the city of Castle Aberleen.
At that moment, Margarette come closer to her serious-looking husband.
"Sweety, may I have a moment with you?"
- Margarette sincerely ask.
*Zemislav gasps*
"Sure? Anything for my sweetheart, I'll do anything just for you."
- Zemislav teases.
*Margarette glares funnily*
"Really?"
- Margarette said in a funny, suspicious expression.
*Zemislav lets out a blissful expression*
"You'll do anything?"
- Margarette ask while her suspicious expression intensifies.
*Zemislav childishly nods*
"Even if... I demand that all your deposited money in your bank will be transferred to me? And I'll use all your hard-earned money to spend whatever I desired with it? Do you still want that?"
- Margarette cunningly said as she lets out a smug look on her eyes, comically.
*Zemislav is still smiling blissfully*
. . .
Upon hearing what his wife just said, Zemislav's soul funnily came out from his body due to shock.
But even with a shock, he still managed to maintain his sweet, and innocent look of the outside.
*sweats but still maintaining his relaxed composure*
Zemislav hesitates to answer as he tries to maintain his calmness.
Margarette still making her smug look towards her husband, assuming that her look might waiver his pretentious behavior he's showing.
*cricket sounds*
After all the silence that dominated the entire area, Zemislav started to talk.
"If that's what my wife's will, I, your husband, will surely fullfil that for you."
- Zemislav said in a clam expression, despite it's against his will.
*Margarette comically snaps*
Upon saying those words that came out from his mouth, he is still giving off a hint that he is against that idea or Margarette's demand which his wife just said just now.
. . .
*cricket sounds intensifies*
Margarette is already aware of his schemes whether he'll tell or not.
*Zemislav's still smiling*
Zemislav is her dear husband and she knows lots of his behavior.
A behavior which:
"He hates it when all rights was stripped off from him, especially when it comes to money that he poured sweat and blood to earn and deposit it to the bank."
. . .
That's why, Margarette couldn't help herself but lets out a smile.
*smiles gently*
"Alright, alright! Whether you tried to hide it from me or not, my sweetheart will not allow anyone to carelessly give his hard earned money to anyone."
- Margarette said sincerely.
*she then smirks*
"Not even his wife and son."
- Margarette cunningly said funnily.
*Zemislav's listening and Margarette is crossing her arms*
"So, of course my sweety pie is just pretending it's okay for him."
- Margarette said frankly.
*Zemislav gasps while Margarette's smugging*
"Anyway, stop acting like that. It pisses me off, ya know that?"
- Margarette said as she grump funnily.
. . .
"If that's what my sweetheart's will, I'll gladly follow."
- Zemislav formally said.
Margarette look up to the skies for a minute, for Zemislav, he is still calm but his thoughts is already in panic.
. . . .
"GEEEEE!!!!!!!"
- Zemislav screams of relief in his thoughts.
"What a relief she's just joking."
- Zemislav wondered in his thoughts comically.
. . .
"So anyway sweetheart, what's your business with me?"
- Zemislav ask.
"Well, have you remembered what our son used to tell?"
- Margarette cheerfully ask.
"Oh? You mean buying souvenirs?"
- Zemislav said.
*Margarette gasps*
"Oh yes!"
- Margarette surprisingly replied.
*Zemislav flinched and Margarette snaps her finger*
*SNAP!*
"What a miracle! You still remembered!"
- Margarette cheerfully greeted her husband.
*crow of awkwardness*
"What do you think I am, sweetheart? A forgetful f*ck*ng shit?"
- Zemislav said with a funny, disappointed look.
*Margarette's laughing*
"Hey, don't say that okay? It's just, I'm kind of surprised that you still remembered."
- Margarette said joyfully.
*Zemislav is giving a disappointed glare towards her and Margarette giggles*
"You tend to forget buying souvenirs ya know?"
- Margarette cheerfully said.
. . .
"Oh for f*ck*r's sake... Yeah, yeah, you got me so good sweetheart. "
- Zemislav's kidding around comically.
*Margarette giggles*
"Judging from your appearance..."
- Zemislav said.
*Margarette cute, and sparkly winking eyes*
"You want me to buy a souvenir here in Castle Aberleen, is that right?"
- Zemislav said in a disappointed and comical way.
*Margarette nods childishly*
Zemislav sighs and he then look at his pocket watch for time.
"I guess we still have 25 minutes to spare before the meet up. Let's make use of it."
- Zemislav said as he closes his pocket watch.
"Alright!"
- Margarette blissfully replies.
Margarette prepares to leave and Zemislav saw the expression of happiness of his wife which made him smiles gently.
*Zemislav lets out a heart-warming smile that he ever did in his life*
He is about to leave but suddenly....
*Zemislav gasps*
Zemislav saw Tigreal, sitting all alone at the bench. He approached the lonely Tigreal and decided to have a talk with him.
*Tigreal flinched*
"Sir Tigreal, what are you doing here? Sitting all alone in this cold, and lovely bench? Aren't you gonna buy something here?"
- Zemislav ask.
"No, mentor. I'll just sit here as I wait for everybody's arrival."
- Tigreal replied.
"For 30 minutes? You'll gonna wait for that long? Isn't a bit too lonely and boring while waiting for it?"
- Zemislav said.
*Tigreal remained quiet*
. . .
"Aren't you gonna buy something for your little sister? You know, kids love souvenirs too ya know?"
- Zemislav added.
. . .
"Souvenir for my little sister?"
- Tigreal mumbled.
. . .
Zemislav sits beside the lonely Tigreal.
"So, how's Fanny? Is she doing well?"
- Zemislav ask.
*Tigreal looked at the ground*
"As always, yes. She's perfectly doing well in our household."
- Tigreal replied.
*Zemislav smiles*
"That's great to hear then!"
- Zemislav joyfully reacts.
*Tigreal looks at him confusedly*
"She'll become a great knight someday! Isn't that right Tigreal?"
- Zemislav blissfully said.
*Tigreal remains quiet*
"Anyway, enough talking. I just remembered that you are still a rookie and you don't know much about this place, my sincerest apologies."
- Zemislav childishly said.
Suddenly, a breeze of awkwardness blew and howling in the surroundings and Tigreal's gotten embarrassed.
. . .
"Well then, come with us Sir Tigreal. Me and my wife will give you some little tour here."
- Zemislav said.
Zemislav stands up and lends out his hand to Tigreal.
*Tigreal look up and look to his mentor*
. . .
When the moment Tigreal look up to his mentor, he's gotten embarrassed because of the fact that he's clueless of this place. He could not help himself but accept the offer.
*clasp!*
"Sweety! We need to go! Time is ticking!"
- Margarette said.
"Okay, okay! We'll be right over!"
- Zemislav joyfully replied.
Tigreal's POV:
And so, me and my mentors finally decided to stroll around here in Castle Aberleen.
*disappointed, funny look*
All I ever did was watching them having mutual interactions and stuffs, as we headed towards the Azure Lake.
*awkward sensation*
Well, it's surprising though.
*Tigreal sees his mentors are chitchatting ahead*
Why I needed to tag along with them since I cannot learn much with this touring thingy.
*Tigreal's mentors were laughing while him is pouting*
I want to learn their battle strategies and behaviours towards the battlefield and such, not witnessing their lovely-dovey mutual interactions and whatsoever.
*tch!*
Can't they see I'm still a minor here?
*sigh*
. . .
When I'm busy occupying my thoughts, I suddenly remembered what my dear mentor just said earlier.
. . .
"Aren't you gonna buy something for your little sister? You know, kids love souvenirs too ya know?"
- mentor Zemislav said.
. . .
*saddened*
At that right moment, upon remembering what my mentor said earlier, I started to wonder about my little sister, Fanny.
*smiles gently*
. . .
Oh yeah, my little sister loves souvenirs from different countries.
She's always hyped when she get her hands on it.
*laugh*
She's surprisingly energetic when she receives it.
. . .
*quiet for a moment while his mentors are enjoying chitchatting ahead*
Her face... and her unrivaled joy is beyond I could imagine.
. . .
My little sister, is my joy... My light and my hope. She's the reason why I surpassed my limits and reach such drastic heights as an apprentice.
*remembering a flashback where his little sister, fanny lets out a joyful expression and extreme happiness as she plays around with her brother Tigreal*
*smiles in a heart-warming way*
*another flashback where his little sister fanny is striving to become a great knight like him*
. . .
- - - - - Flashback - - - - -
. . .
"So, how's Fanny? Is she doing well?"
- mentor Zemislav ask.
"As always, yes. She's perfectly doing well in our household."
- I replied.
*Zemislav smiles*
"That's great to hear then! She'll become a great knight someday! Isn't that right Tigreal?"
- mentor Zemislav blissfully said.
- - - - - Flashback Ends - - - - -
. . .