Accompanying the caravan for several days, I began to better understand Fel and her motives, she wanted to escape from the circle where everyone admires her, and therefore she went with friends to accompany this caravan. She showed interest in my academy and specifically in the princes and princesses of the Kray Empire.
When I first heard her name, I was surprised, but I tried to hide it, nothing connected me with her anymore. She talked a lot about her academy and wondered why I chose Sua Tin Academy and not another one. I learned from her that my academy always took the last places in the tournament, and this could only demonstrate that my the academy was weaker than others in terms of mages and swordsmen.
Unlike me, she did not participate in this year's tournament and was surprised that I would participate as a swordsman, she was interested in what kind of magic I possess, but I did my best to evade the answer. Fel was pleasant in communication, which is why Keirin often cast glances at me with laughter, to which I could only shake my head.
During the entire time of our escort of the caravan, nothing happened to require our help, so I tried to better understand my magic by watching the black star in my mind, I noticed that it had become larger and there was a black fog around it. After looking closely, I noticed that these were my tormentors, they were in the form of fog, their silhouettes were blurred with difficulty understanding on throwing them out of my head, I turned my gaze to the center and began to peer into the darkness.
According to Keirin, in order to better understand their magic and its abilities, it is necessary not only to practice it, but also to peer into it in their minds, some successful magicians created whole spells thanks to this, but for this it is necessary to completely withdraw into their consciousness without paying attention to the outside world.
Looking at the center of the star, I tried to catch something, time passed, I felt that I was missing something, it was nearby, but I could not understand what I was missing. Having thought about it, deciding to try to relax and not try to find the answer in the center, I began to consider the star in detail from edge to edge, unlike other stars that were inaccessible to me, it was the darkest, its light slightly touched the tips of the star, even in darkness there is light, I could not grin at such a thought.
Everyone sees darkness as the end of life and much more, but it is the beginning, I was told that children are also born with their eyes closed at first, which could mean that darkness both takes and gives at night it is also dark, but it can relieve someone's pain during sleep. Does it not mean that there is light in the darkness that helps everyone to experience something, but we take it for granted and forget that darkness is not so terrible.
Watching Trey sit down on the floor and begin to meditate, Keirin couldn't help but shake her head, he was so eager to better understand his strength that he didn't notice which dangerous path he was taking.
- Why does he want to become stronger so much? - Fel asked in a low voice.
During these days, she could not understand what kind of magic he possesses, his servant, whose name was Keirin, told what kind of magic she possesses and her words surprised Fel, she heard and saw magicians possessing two aspects, but it was rare.
- He believes that nothing will threaten him and those who are connected with him only with force. - Keirin answered with a sigh, shifting her gaze to Fel, who was sitting on the far chair.
Keirin, who knew the truth about Trey, was afraid of his path and she already saw changes in him when he deprived the merchant of his hand. She could understand the course of such a thought and partly agreed with him, but he saw the world and its inhabitants all as permanent enemies who were not connected with him.
It is very difficult to be strong on such representatives of races there are many restrictions. Fel said, watching Trey breathe calmly.
Listening to Fel's words, the light elf laughed, she had no idea who should stand in the way of the harbinger of chaos in order to impose some restrictions on him.
- You don't understand Fel, if you take an average magician, you are right, restrictions will apply to him, but Trey is different. - Calming down, Keirin replied, catching the girl's uncomprehending gaze on herself.
Fel, listening to the words of the light elf, looked at her uncomprehendingly, how can a light elf think that even a talented half-elf will be above the rules that were developed by magicians all over the world?
- You probably think I'm so loyal to him that I can't see the ceiling? - Keirin asked the girl, grinning.
Embarrassed by Keirin's words, the girl could only nod at her question. Fel believed that the light elf worships her master, she has met this more than once, she herself had such servants.
- You'll understand when he starts fighting. - Keirin said mysteriously, closing her eyes.
The girl could only sigh at Keirin's words, she was left alone in the carriage and her companions went to her consciousness, she had no choice but to also go to her consciousness.
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Far from their caravan in the middle of the highway there was a broken wagon with men running around defiantly trying to fix it, men with long hair and beards and were dressed in simple T-shirts and trousers they could be mistaken for villagers, but many who saw this wagon disappeared into the woods along with the goods. These were the members of the Ruala gang who were supposed to slow down the caravan and allow the main gang to attack the caravan from different sides.
- What are you doing there? - The man spoke irritably to the other who pretended to repair the cart wheel.
Their task was simply to slow down the speed of the caravan and attract attention to themselves by allowing the other part of the gang to cut the caravan into three parts and start destroying the escorts without allowing them to come to each other's aid.
- Do you think it's so easy to break the axle? - The one who was picking at the wheel fastening said angrily.
Another was looking out for a caravan, wondering if they would have time to arrange everything or not. This tactic has not let them down for a long time and now it shouldn't. He could already see the beginning of the caravan in the distance, which meant they had little time. Turning to his accomplices, he had the idea that merchants, as usual, do not know anything about the repair of wagons.
The caravan was getting closer to the robbers, it was noticeable how the man who broke the axle tried to do it faster under the heavy gaze of his accomplice.
the weather was warm, a light breeze touched both bandits and merchants, the one who was looking into the distance began to evaluate the first carriage that began to approach them, it was driven by a coachman like many, and a richly dressed man sat next to him, he had red hair, a beard was absent approaching the carriage, the first carriage stopped because between they had a pocket made for safe travel allowing the coachman to stop the carriage if the carriage going ahead stopped. The bandits needed the whole caravan to stop and then not one carriage would be able to get away from them.
- What's the matter with you? - The merchant asked looking at the man in front of him.
For him, all these people who were at the cart were a waste of time, but due to the fact that they blocked the way, they could not pass and he needed to find out how to help them pull the cart off the road and continue on their way.
- Yes, the wheel flew off, dear will you help us push it off the road so that you can continue your journey? - The man said apologetically, looking at the merchant.
Often the merchants were lazy and were not ready to get their hands dirty and they had to send someone from the guard in order to push the cart aside. The bandit understood that the merchant was just one of those who would order the guards to remove an obstacle from the road and not climb up to remove it himself.
- What a waste of my time, now wait for the guard carriage to arrive, it will push your junk off the road. - The merchant said haughtily, turning away from the bandit, demonstrating that the conversation was over.