Urggh
Claud tried opening his eyes just to be met with blinding light coming from the sun. He closed them immediately and focused on his other four senses.
„The Heck?!" he thought as he felt a muddy sensation from his left side that was facing the ground.
He wanted to stand up bug was met with a massive weight. He scanned his body with his hands and found out that he didn't reassemble his previous stick-like form and was more round shaped.
He tried again, to open his eyes, this time more carefully.
„What the- Where the fuck am I?"
He said loudly making people stare at him. He ignored them as he progressed just what.
He saw dirty, old houses of wood, stone and clay with roofs out of thatch. He was laying in an alley of mud besides an stone road in poor condition, the complete opposite of the beautiful world he imagined.
But just as he was about to carefully stand up, a flying object hit him on his head, leaving a stain of brown liquid on his hair.
The bottle hit his head quite strong, making his headache even worse.
He faced his right side, wanting to know who hit him.
As Claud looked at the green bottle with a little bit of alcohol left inside, he heard an angry scream coming from the owner of the bottle.
„ Hey Lad, What'cha doing on ma sleeping place? Don'cha have any matters!?" an angry old man, with an bear tummy and an unkept beard, said to Claud while slowly walking to him in an drunk matter.
Claud hold the urge to throw the bottle right back to its owner and also slowly approached the obvious drunk man in farmer clothes, with a smile.
„ I didn't saw you yesterday night, so I thought it was free to sleep. I apologies"Claud said in an polite manner.
The man was slightly tacken back by the polite answer of the youth in front of him. As he thought about a answer, he saw a slight transparent, green object flying to his face. Hitting him and pushing some foul teeth out of his mouth.
The heavy hit caught the drunkhead of guard, sending him face-first into the muddy ground.
He touched his swollen jaw and bleeding mouth before looking up at the fatty in front of him.His face twisting to the worst and he shouted at Claud aggressively.
„You fcking motherfcker, you dare do this to me? An retired adventure? I will be the reason for your tombstone!!"
But as the man was about to rip the skin of Clauds tummy, an expensive carriage, that was led by four white horses-type beasts, stopped besides the two on the muddy street.
Two knights with golden armor, an red cape and two red feathers on the right and left side of their helm, exit the carriage.
As Claud saw them, he thought of great warriors fighting for days in a battlefield, out of the medieval ages.
„ th-the f first order kni-ghts! Wh-y are th the royal gu-guards here in th-the slums?!" the old man stuttered before running as fast as possible, his earlier aggressive behavior completely disappeared.
The knights ignored him and walked straight towards Claud and stopped two meters in front of him.
Each of them had a sword hanging on their waists and each one gave of the pressure of an expert, Claud could only wish to defeat.
He was on high alerts as suddenly a golden scroll with red patterns on it appeared in the hand of the knight on the right side.
The knight held it with both of his hands before clearing his throat before saying in an domineering tone.
„ Attention! Eldest Prince from the royal family of hera, prince Cloudius van hera, you are charged with the crime of killing the Queen Victoria van Hera and killing the eldest daughter Menelope van Hera. As per the King's command, you shall be banned from the kingdom of Hera and shall be abounded in the cursed forest, to die to mana beasts!!" After the knight finished, the scroll disappeared again and he moved back to his original position, waiting for Clauds reaction.
Claud was completely lost and couldn't understand what's going on „ Kingdom of Hera? Crime? Eldest Prince? Royal? Is this my new identity here?"those were Clauds current thoughts.
But before he could ask the golden knight in front of him, if they have the right one, he was hit with the hilt of a sword, making him lose consciousness almost instantly.