Ramiel walk outside Viscountess Hilas Ugrihron as the staff even the Guild manager waited and stayed there to conduct a silent protest, Ramiel saw them sitting at the mansion wall as the knights were still convincing them that their friend was not being mistreated harshly, as he came up to them and confirmed the knight's word he smiled and asked they why are they doing this knowing that they are exposed to the elements,
Taeriel Ingeborg came up to Ramiel and asked if he was fine and what happened while he was at the Viscountess's place, Ramiel rub her head and said it was just a misunderstanding, but they are ok now and there is nothing to worry about as he as the rest the same thing and as their forgiveness in this matter and as to be patient because many things will discuss as soon everything from his side will be taken openly explained as they all gave out a deep sigh and just nodded with a satisfactory answer from their friend,
At the same time the polity said that he must leave and return the next day, as they walk back toward the royal guild Loki as Ramiel if everything is truly ok , Ramiel said in a low tone "Sadly no,"
"war might break out very soon, certain situation that came to attention that certain individuals have already started their plan, and set it motion."
"be prepared my friend this is not something that one guild can manage,"
"is it like what happened to Avarel City a few months ago Ramiel?"
"What happened to Avarel was just a preliminary test because of the Regional Tournament festival."
"ever mastermind this goes beyond just greed,"
"so what we've you hear beyond this wall you must steady your heart and prepare for the worst tell the other guild that The Black Battle Archmage Lā mǐ'ěr will need their help with this matter,"
"alright, you can count on me!"
"thank you, and this is my stop I need to visit somebody, just tell the others that I am conducting personal matters and could not stay that long,"
"ok be careful my friend!"
Ramiel walked toward the shop district in Ivlares city and just teleported toward Avarel city a few streets from where the Lunar Bites restaurant was located. The restaurant was located near the city council-controlled transfer gate in the city, and it was bustling with people. Hila's approach was distinctively strange, maybe because of the manner in which she lived her life, but unlike Irles Filrian, who was introvert and shy, her actions might hurt her feelings. The mere fact that Hilas cried and asserted her fear of losing him made it evident that she had a deep emotional connection with him.
As he casually strolled the busy streets that were now filled with open shops, local people who knew him waved and greeted him with a warm smiles. He came across a flower shop and saw a flower that resembled a rose that was planted in a pot. He leaned toward it and stared at it until an old woman approached him and said he was interested in buying this particular plant. She said it came from her great-grandfather's home, and she was able to save a few seeds after his passing, so their family was able to cultivate this type of rare plant.
He thanked the woman for sharing her family's history with him and promised to take good care of the plant. He gave her a few silver coins and continued his walk toward her place. He couldn't help but feel a sense of responsibility to preserve this piece of history for future generations. From that day on, he dedicated himself to learning everything he could about the plant and even started his own garden to cultivate more of them as a hobby.
As he was nearing Irles Filri's place, he saw the place fully occupied, as a long line could be seen of hungry customers lined up to get their food order at a newly built extension of her restaurant.
"It's a fast food takeout system,"
he thought to himself as he observed the efficient staff members taking orders and preparing meals with lightning speed. The aroma of sizzling burgers and crispy fries filled the air, making his stomach growl in anticipation. He decided to join the queue, curious to taste the much-talked-about food. As he waited, he noticed how diverse the customers were, from businessmen to mythological humanoid residents to a group of friends and families with young children.
Finally, it was his turn to order, and he opted for a classic cheeseburger and a side of onion rings. The first bite was heavenly: a juicy beef patty, melted cheese, and fresh vegetables all nestled between two soft buns. The onion rings were crispy and perfectly seasoned. He understood why Irles Filri's place was so popular it wasn't just about the food but also about the experience of being part of a bustling community that shared a love for good food. As he left with a satisfied smile on his face,
Until a few male ruffians came to the scene, Ramiel was annoyed by this type of situation Their attitude toward the locals was totally different, as he had witnessed similar incidents before. These men were not natives of the city, and their attitude towards the locals was totally different. Ramiel decided to intervene and asked them to leave, reminding them that they were guests in this city and should respect its people and culture. The men insisted that they had the right to go to this establishment because of their family's influence and status, which surpasses that of these commoners.
As one of the seven men pulled out his short sword and played with it as he swung the sword near Ramiel's neck, Ramiel suddenly grabbed the sharp blade with just his two fingers and gently snapped and broke it like it was just a twig. They were shocked to see that he possessed such incredible strength. The seven men took a step back, unsure of what to do next. Ramiel calmly returned the broken sword to its owner and spoke in a low, steady voice.
"I don't want any trouble," he said. "
"But if you insist on attacking me, I won't hesitate to defend myself."
The men exchanged nervous glances before one of them stepped forward and spoke up.
"We were under the service of the king."
"He has the right to inspect any establishment."
Ramiel's expression remained unchanged as he asked
"Whose king are you talking about?"
Ramiel's expression remained unchanged as he asked, "Whose king are you talking about?" The men looked at each other, unsure of how to respond. Finally, one of them spoke up and said,
"The great king of Arcane!"
Ramiel couldn't help but chuckle at their audacity. He knew that they were lying and that they had no idea who the true king of the arcane was. Even the people in the area heard this, started laughing hard, and finally understood they were a bunch of hooligans pretending,
As the laughter died down, he couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. For too long, these imposters have been spreading lies and misinformation about the true king of the arcane. But now, their true colours have been revealed for all to see. It was clear that they were nothing more than a group of hooligans trying to gain power through deception and trickery.
As he looked around at the faces of those who had gathered to witness this spectacle, he saw that they too had finally seen through the facade. The people in the area now knew who the true king of the arcane was and would not be swayed by these charlatans again. With a smile on his face, he turned and walked away, as the ruffian remember his face and took it the embarrassment personally as they ran in a different direction to report this matter to their boss,
Ramiel was still holding the plant, and when he entered the restaurant and asked the staff if the chef was doing well, the female waitress was hesitant to speak and asked if he personally knew the owner, Ramiel nodded and again asked what her condition was. The staff shared that their boss had been more silent and distant since a week ago, and the sudden change in their boss's behaviour had left them perplexed. She had become more silent and distant since a week ago.
and they would even see her cry spontaneously without warning. However, the weirdest part was that she never missed a day without cooking, and the dishes she made were more flavorful and delicious compared to her previous work. It was as if cooking had become her solace amidst all the sadness in her life. They couldn't help but wonder what could have caused this sudden shift in her demeanour.
Perhaps it was a personal issue that she was struggling with, or maybe it was work-related stress that had finally caught up with her. Whatever the reason, they decided to support their boss through this difficult time and lend an ear if she ever needed to talk. After all, sometimes the best way to heal is through good food and good company.
Ramiel asked the staff if she could give the plant to her boss; this might make her smile, and the staff member took this as a good sign that it might really make their boss smile again. He handed the clay pot as big as a normal soup bowl with a plant on it to the female staff, and he smiled and went out of the restaurant and saw a good place to wait it was right across the street, where a small mini garden was built to be a viewing area near the transfer gate and was a popular spot for tourists and locals alike.
The handcrafted benches provided a comfortable place to sit and take in the breathtaking monument nearby. Many visitors would spend hours there, admiring the intricate details of the structure and marvelling at its historical significance. The peaceful atmosphere of the area made it a perfect place for people to escape from their busy daily lives and find some much-needed solitude.
Some would even bring books or sketch pads to further immerse themselves in the serene surroundings. As time went on, more amenities were added to the area, such as a small café that served coffee and pastries. It became a true oasis in the heart of the bustling town, offering a moment of respite for anyone who needed it. He waited and just sat there quietly, while the staff saw that her boss was super busy with all of the orders and decided to place the plant on top of the kitchen sink as orders were stacking on top of each other.
Irles Filri didn't even notice the plant as hours passed by, even though the weather was getting gloomy and it started to rain, as the rain poured down, Ramiel stood calmly in the midst of it all, he watched as everyone around him frantically ran for cover, but he knew there was no use in trying to escape the inevitable. Instead, he cast a small protective barrier over his head to shield himself from the worst of it. Ramiel had always been patient and level-headed.
never one to lose his cool in any situation. He understood that sometimes you just have to weather the storm and wait for it to pass. And so he stood there, watching as the rain continued to fall around him, content in his own little bubble of protection, It wasn't long before the storm began to subside and people started emerging from their hiding places,
but Ramiel remained where he was until he saw the restaurant was already closing as the kitchen staff went home he stood up and went back to see Irles Filri he knock at the door and he could still see the kitchen room light up after a few minutes it was turned off, Ramiell felt sad and felt like what Hilas explained to him the pain of worrying,
He wanted to knock again but felt he made an awful distinction by saying that giving a person a gift and asking for forgiveness was that easy to achieve without thinking of the consequence
He stood there, his hand hovering over the door. He wanted to knock again, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. He knew he had made an awful distinction, thinking that giving a person a gift and asking for forgiveness was that easy to achieve without thinking of the consequences. He realized now that his actions had been selfish and thoughtless,
He needed to take responsibility for what he had done and make amends in a meaningful way. Perhaps it would take more than just a simple gift or apology. Maybe he needed to show that he truly understood the gravity of his mistake and was willing to do whatever it takes to make things right. As he walked away from the door, he knew that this was just the beginning of a long journey towards redemption, but it was one that he was willing to take.
When the door opened and he saw Irles Filri standing at the door holding the pot with the plant as she was crying, The sight of Irles Filri holding the pot with the plant and crying was a shock to him. He had never seen her so vulnerable before. He stepped forward to comfort her, but she backed away, shaking her head. He could see that she was struggling to speak, and he waited patiently for her to compose herself. Finally, she managed to choke out the words that had been weighing on her heart. She told him about the fear and pain of not seeing him again.
As he listened, he felt a deep sense of empathy for Irles and knew that he wanted to do something to help ease her pain. Together, they sat down and talked about their memories of loved ones lost, finding solace in each other's company, At that moment, he realized how much Irles meant to him and how grateful she was for seeing him again as he kissed her and carried her under his arms as they went in side and closed the door and went up to her room.