The ever glamour plant analyzed from the hands and traces from Heinz, he was now and already convinced. " It's a celestial Flower, a rare one to be exact." he simply spoke up, whilst the two girls were not surprising to them. It was obvious, a flower that glows willingly is the only thing a Heavenly Realm have!
" We were right!" Nadia exclaimed, as she quickly sipped the water, " My lord, if I may ask, how did they attain such flower? and how can I not know about these plants?" the fairy asked in curiosity, Nadia once lives in the 8th continent (Celestia's artificial land) when she was still a little one.
" Well, that is... It may be a secret from some people, I once saw it in my childhood when it was still a student at the Ekraenmonia Academy," he looked away, avoiding their cheerful peers. " But ever since then, I have never seen it again," Heinz mumbles.
" Well, it's nothing to worry about then!" Adelaide, reassures herself as she patted her brother. But Adelaide was wrong. There is indeed something sceptical, however, she never knows yet.
Heinz quickly stood up from the ground and fixed himself. The setting sunlight dies down as the birds drift from their nest. Adelaide had admired the plant when she first saw it, knowing it was a plant from a great nation, it was like a dream.
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Everything went hazy from the perspective of the young and yet noble Felix of the Caelus Knights. His mind was getting woozy and unsteady from the ride, bumping after bumping of rocks that hit the wheel of their carriage.
It might be surprising to hear, but Heinz is not used to riding a carriage, a ferocious and feared knight is weak from by only riding a bumpy vehicle was laughable to the audience.
This was what makes the trip troublesome.
Attempting to vomit his grief, he loudly knocked the wooden window that makes the coachman stop from its tracks. " Yes, Sir Felix?" they replied outside, slowing down its pace with the horse neighs.
" Just stop this carriage, I need air," Felix had mustered up the strength to be able to blurt out a few words. As soon as the carriage has settled down from the deep known forest in the depth of Drenwont. Felix quickly ran out from the vehicle holding out his agonizing feeling between his guts, and the numbing sensation throughout his body.
He threw up all the suffering, and breathe the fresh air of nature. Felix wanted to curse himself for having a sickness in vehicles.
The coachman speaks up hesitantly as he looks at this master on a nauseous state " Sir Felix, the headquarters is now a mile away, should we set out a camp for now to rest?" the coachman asked awaiting his Master's order.
Felix shifted his eye on their drive half-lidded tired from the grief " No need, I can handle this, we have to hurry before the moon meets the sky, we don't want to get haunted," he declared while wiping out his lips with a handkerchief. There was no need to stay relaxed, even when his mission was to finish the unrelenting possessed that might bring chaos over their land.
Felix went back from the carriage and was instructed to carry out the trip again. The ashen mist covered the area on the path which was overwhelming to see, but gratefulness from the heavens and above the camp was getting closer to them. Fire and smoke rose above from the skies, and the foggy aura slowly ceased.
The armies work clanking and laugh bursting was able to hear from the base, Felix only groaned, now that he was able to witness the sight of the armies under the Heinrich authority which were both mighty. The coachman gives the black token which to recognize, and the gates from the headquarters were now open.
Damien awaits his arrival, and all the knights courteously positioned themselves six settled down from below in the carriage, he was assisted by the coachman which was holding his arms to stand up easily.
" Oh? What did I just witness today?" Damien smugs at the sight, it was intended to mock the knight. As he spoke full of ego and enthusiasm, the ambiguous aura lingers through him.
Felix grumbled, steadying his posture noble-like.
" Why so happy? Rejoicing that I'm looking pathetic? The hindrance sight of the person that holds warning to him, acting so pretentious. " I am not here to make you laugh not do I have to associate with the likes of you. remember that," he scowled a comment, showing his detestment.
A sign of warning was hinted throughout his own words, he said in a glance of bitterness " Our power may be different but my position is higher than yours, I have appointed by his majesty, the king, and before the least don't be too friendly at me," he peered at Damien, but the young Heinrich can only laugh. Felix was infuriated to hear his flamboyant laugh, hysterical and honeyed one.
Damien's striking clothes was even more bothersome might say, dresses up as his clothes worth more than precious gems. So elegant that it could be full of blood in seconds.
slowly Damien approached Felix, " Oh? acting so venomous as if I was biting you? oh my, you were the one who is biting at the wrong self! You're lucky my mood changed today, what if we just take a hot tea to cure up?" however, Felix's reflexes were able to act up easily.
' fighting with a dagger in each other's throat, impressive!" the knight reflected.
He quickly insisted, and Felix never tried to think twice " No thanks, I never dared to have a drink to a mighty heir of the most dearest Duke of the Empire. I might look so lowborn to you,'
The dusk has fully soared and some knights helped to lit up flames to brighten the whole camp, it was silent. Every breath it took was quiet, the ambience of the formidable two men stabbing words by words. The knights can easily read their insults through their faces but never dared to look at them.
Damien stops his outburst of laugh, as he veered to a serious tone, " Well if you insist so, I won't bother you. Do whatever you please by how you ever want to end those corrupted. Be cautious though, thy eyes might lie to you," smiling with sugar-coated voice, and just like that, the young man leaves shamelessly. As if the argument moment ago was never happened, leaving Felix stood up with his fist clenching out of resentment.
' No wonder they were loathed, prideful heirs of a Daemon Clan, Heinrich Heirs. Acting so proud as if his kind weren't the one who started this mess,' Felix came back to his senses of the outraged anger when he noticed the peers of every knight trying to avoid his gaze. " What are you looking at? Go back to your own damn business!"
A tall, raven haired-boy dresses in a Silver ironclad approach to the knight. " Sir Felix, I am Otto Rosewood, head captain of the regiment. I have instructed to guide you on your way at the battlefield," the raven-haired spoke up with such respect, he clenched his right hand and imposes it in his heart. A sign of respect and duty.
However, Felix didn't budge at the lad, neither do he believed in him.
Felix gape at the lad, yet he never tries to reap
" Ah, you must be a trusty subordinate of that menace. What? were you appointed to spy on me and stab in the back?"