The Black Church Army arrives.
The day had made out tough for Ramanand the crew in the first place. Imagine being attacked by someone that you knew not and not only that, a water barrier that you could never tell its whereabouts showed up at that very moment.
This was a clear trauma to the four. Even the young Risvan was agape. After further questioning, the three came to realize that Allan was as mesmerized as them.
Thinking it deep, they could not tell the whereabouts of that water barrier and since it had to appear twice, it was clear the person's intention to them was good but for him to harm their opponents to such a state, was it that necessary?
It was a clear fact to them that Boris only wanted to capture them for his master yet out of the blue, a spirit wolf darted at him leaving the huge guy at the doors of death. Although his state was far off better than his master's, the guy was in a terrible state, thanks to his cultivation that he was able to hold his ground.
Though the young lord held many magical defense weapons like the armors and the shield, the guy still failed to react in time. The spirit wolf's speed was rather too fast for a mere human to withstand. Even mages found it hard to keep their lives or say bodies intact before them then what could a silver spoon-fed Brisbane stand such an incident that was never in his program.
It was clear that winning such a call was on his side. Even when he came to realize of the tactics used by the three, the lad remained unfazed but to think this simple act of him taking the young lady that he even didn't know would bring him such a fate.
He was the law after all and was not to be touched. With his two fathers, each one had to give him respect as the two were no ordinary how that one could mess with and go.
The three now had one thing in mind and that was to run back to the inn and report of the incident that has surfaced.
However, as they were going, Raman looked ack at Allan. Knowing that they had to shoulder the scandal together, he deliberately made the young Risvan tag along to see their parents after all the guy knew the place better than them in the first place.
***
Meanwhile, amidst a certain hallway within the city, one student looked to be in hast as she tried to hurry for the go.
Her passe was far fast, the very opposite of her gender. Known for their fragile nature, it was so common to treat ladies of her caliber with utter carefulness but this was not the side of the one strolling.
With her passe, one could easily tell that she was in a hurry. Her long outfit left no exposed skin of herself and even her hair had been vailed neatly. Her face was also covered in a black veil that not one could tell who she was.
At that instant, she entered an old store that was selling various parts of beasts.
The place looked far old yet it was displaying a unique aura of different beasts. Various horns, hides, meat, soul jade rings and storage pouches were in place. The store also had various armors and weapons on display.
The moment she walked in, the old storekeeper gave her an open smile as though they had been acquainted for far too long.
With a courtesy, she greeted the old man. The guy was a real representative of the common folks. Although he was behind the counter, his face was far off to represent his own age. The gown he wore was off and requested a change but he was like you can still go on. His white beard was rather short and his posture despised him the most. If he was to this era, then he would be put among those who were standing with a step in life and the other to the side of death.
Greetings old Bohan.
How many times do I have to teach you not to use that name here? The old man fumed making an appearance even far worse than the said description of ugly.
How I wish to see him join our era's most ugliest contest. He sure would pass for this unopposed for who would hold the nerves to compete with him.
Seeing that the old man was this angry, the latter put up a pleasing smile putting her face veil off that revealing a beauty that would make many youths swallow their saliva in hast. If Raman was here, he would tell her to identity with one glance as she was the person that did register them for the magic awakening at the hall.
Being used to this character of hers, she would always look forward to that ugly face that the old man displayed when angry. Although she was a girl, her hobbies were far off to be said to match her gender.
We have good news old man, the target has shown up this morning and he should be within the city borders. We need to track him down at once as he we may lose all chance if he is to return to the maze. Even our teacher can not make it through it.
Hearing this this, the old man who was angry at the her for a few minutes turned out a plain smile. This turn of his nature in mere seconds was rather unique in it's way.
Are you sure he was a Clain? He asked out of curiosity, the lad you saw is a Clain from Almain village?
I don't know what Almain village is to you people but the information I have is true and very well affirmed. He is the target that the master seeks.
With that said, the old storekeeper hurried off the counter with a speed that startled the lad before him.
For all this long, she had been reporting her details to the old shopkeeper who seemed out of energy but just now, the man was as though he had just attained youthhood a few years ago.
Walking to his cage with hymns. In the cage was a pitch-black bat that the guy always carried by his side. He had never forgotten to hold this cage as he always praised it to be his precious.
Getting the bat out, he patted it for a while before letting it go. You should hurry to meet him, and tell him to make hast. As if the bat could speak in the first place.
***
Back to the city lord's manor, the two brothers looked at each other as they waited for their confidence to bring back the information on the incident. They should be here by now, what is taking all this long for them to bring us the details of those brats?
Just then, the doctor made his way to the two brothers, the young lord is now stable in his current state however, he will need a healer to attend to him to heal in the shortest time possible so since my work is done, allow me to take my leave city lord.
He did not wait for the man to answer when was already by the door. He was no fool anyway. Working for the Daggers for this long, the guy understood best who the two brothers were in nature and it was for this that he always excused himself the moment he was done with the treatment.
Just as he was leaving, a lady walked in through the door and they passed by each other.
By virtual of age, she should be in her early thirties at most. Her white uniform was the clear evidence of her personality. She was the healer that the two brothers had summoned. Being the big shots in Western City, who would dare defy their command?
Reaching the two men, the furry they held being evident, she didn't bother with courtesy but only instructed one of the servants to lead her to the young lord.
In hast, she got to the doors of the young lord's quoters. The place was eerily quiet. Walking in, she came to witness the bizarre situation the young lord was in. To think the lad had to bring himself in such trouble, God knows what the poor fellers might face from those two rigged-minded brothers.
In a hast, she cast a spell on the young lord and started to recite a few words in a low voice.
The wounds on the young lord started curing up at a visible sight and in no time, the lad was well and fine.
Taking out a blood bag from her storage ring, she let the young lad gallop it through his mouth.
Although it sounded plausible, the blood bag was more like a pill in shape and its outer part could dissolve in mere contact with saliva. It was for this reason that the young lord took in all the blood and in a mere second, his eyes jolted open.
Don't let him out for the time being. He should stay down for about three days before he resumes his play.
Being akin to the young lord's behavior, the healer was far more straightforward in her actions and statements before leaving the city lord's manor. She had not even greeted or said goodbye to the two brothers.
Although the two brothers were always annoyed by the way she behaved before them, none of them dared to air it out. That was a healer who by nature, this was known. As all healers were like moving trucks of gold that everyone would praise and yearn to reach. To see her look down on them was very normal.
Just as he the two were immersed in their thought, a voice called to them, the guy had come with burning news that could not wait.
City lord, with a bow, he called out and the man signaled him to continue.
The black church army has been dispatched and it is heading our way.