RONA'S POINT OF VIEW
Moments after Rhein left, Dylan walked in with his partner. It was over his shoulder. As always, he grinned and leaned against the wall next to the door.
"What is next, Princess?"
Natre also came in and landed on top of my shoulder. "It seems like Princess Rhein is going to the bus station. She really intends to get away from you for your safety," she said.
"As expected, everything is going according to the plan," I replied. I looked at Dylan. "You watch over her first. The king sent a message a while ago. He is sending me back for an emergency mission."
He nodded and grinned even more. "Do not worry. I will take care of it." He managed to wink before leaving.
I frowned. "What is going through your mind?" Oh, if he tries to harass my sister, I will lock him in the light cage and torture him.
RHEIN'S POINT OF VIEW
Because I was totally confused, I went with Grandfather Lembo. He went and entered his white car parked not far away.
I did not think it was him I was talking to. His voice became hoarse and he even disguised himself as a provincial man.
Grandfather Lembo teaches me in my special lessons. He has been teaching me for three years. I only go to his house twice a month for lessons. It has only been a week since he last taught me. I think the next one will be done earlier.
He is old but still strong. He is even stronger compared to those younger than him.
I could not stop myself from glancing into his eyes. Does the witch also have something to do with what is happening to him? Is he also one of her targets?
"Looks like a dark mage, the witch you are talking about, Young Lady."
My eyes widened in shock. How did he know what was on my mind?
He smiled while still looking at the road. "It is simple. I can listen and read your mind."
"W-who are you really?"
"I am a crescent mage. A kind of elemental mages. I have a feeling you have already read things about mages, right?"
I stared at Grandfather while thinking about something. I learned about mages from him when he lent me a book. Our first lesson was when he made me read the book. He said then that it would help with our lessons, but it did not. I would have forgotten about them if he had not mentioned it.
Mage is the name of 'magician' if it is translated into Mnarraic language. They possess what is called mnarill or 'magic'. One of the unknown fiction stories are those about them and their world called Mnarra. I did not believe they were real.
"I can know a person's past and future. Also his or her thoughts." He glanced at me. 'I can also talk to anyone using just my mind.'
Ouch!" I bumped into the car window because of the sudden break. Of course, anyone would be really surprised if you suddenly hear a voice inside your head.
He laughed. "It is surprising, is not it? It is crazy to think we are real and not just fiction."