The fox now with the aspect of a child, had a pitiful expression on his face, one of hope and desperation.
"Why should I help you, what could I get from this ?" Saor asked annoiance visible on his face, he wasn't a saint, everything had a price.
"I will give you anything you desire if you help me, You're my only hope, before speaking of why I need your help, what do you think of coming to my clan ?" He concluded " there we can speak of my problem with ease".
Saor misjudged the kid, he was way more mature than what he initially thought, ih the little kid's eyes there was a fire, a fire of such strength, of such determination that he saw very few times in his life.
Saor and the little group began their journey, they survived a long and harsh travel.
It was after almost two months of travel that they arrived at their destination, a great valley opened in front of them, the valley was full of strange ice structures , each of different form and size.
When Saor arrived into the valley he noticed a very strange thing, there were almost no people, the entire clan came together in front of the kid, all of them were paying their respect to him.
They didn't amount to even ten, among them there were primarily childrens and elders, in their eyes there was a subtle sadness and despair .
After the members of the clan began to disperse Saor followed the kid into the biggest structure, there they sat down some wooden chairs ready to talk.
The kid started the conversation "Saor, you can call me Artis, I'm sorry that I had to deceive you, but I really need any help available, my clan was once one of the most prosperous of the entire continent, we amounted to tens of thousands, our cities were enormous ice palaces full of wealth, be them massive crages of gold or silver, if you can help us we will give you anything you desire".
If you were really that great why are you like this, to no offence, but a clan with only thirteen members being leaded by a kid doesn't seem that great of a commissioner" Saor asked with curiosity displeased on his face.
"The reason our Clan looks like this it's because we got betraied, we were such great clan that others clan began associating with us , that is until one of our most loyal subordinate clan, the clan of the bears, attacked us in our own home, they attacked the place where the leaders of each clan were talking, what followed was a massacre, my own father died there..." tears began to form slowly onto Artis's eyes.
For a moment Saor lost his poker face understanding that everything that child was passing was too much to endure at such age.
Before he could offer some word of comfort Arteris retook his talk "Those damned bears tried to pass the guilt on our clan, If only you could go and tell the others clans what happened there , maybe there is still hope, please, I plead you, help us, please...".
Before he could plead more Saor interrupted him kneeling on one knee, while looking into Artis's eyes, with a big smile on his face, he announced "Little fox, there's nothing to fear I will help you, so rest assured, let me help you bear this weight".
Hearing this Artis erupted in a ocean of tears, in the midst of his sobbing Saor hugged him making him feel something that he thought lost, the kindness that every kid needs in his life.
While that tear-jerking scene was happening I looked at them confused, what the hell happened to the Guardians of Gelis and who te hell were this humanoid foxes!
Something unexpected happened again, even if interesting it was still becoming quite the concerning situation.
What the hell did Gelis do?