Arriving at the perimetral Wall, as before, I can't see Oriana, and after being alone for less than a minute, Andára, The Orchqüim Woman, approaches to make company.
—Waiting again Trektör?.
—Not any more thanks to you Andára; How it was the "Work"?.
She snorts "—Boring, I form part of a few Parties with a bunch of new Students, and we went to different Combat Stations"…
—The food was not good, the enemies weak and dumb "Jelly Blobs", still, a few of this "Students" almost die against them, *Argh*, if a single Farioth would have appeared or an Æzh'Xinder, all of them would be dead!.
—Jajaja, So, really bad.
—*Sigh*, Yes; *Ahem*, Trektör, There is any chance that I can form part of your next Party?.
—Chances are high, although, I don't have enough people to form a Party for now, but, we can discuss this with the possible candidates…
As yesterday, Oriana, Julietta, Luana and Risteth come together, the view is astonishing, four beautiful women walking side to side with bright smiles.
A coquettish demeanor is shown from some of them, in this case, the white haired not so Lady like, "Julietta", sending a teasing glare to everyone, as Luana tries to follow her example, opening her closed eyelids and revealing her bright orange irises, just to blatantly fail in imitating her friend.
"—*Sigh*, I will never get Verizon's attention this way"; Murmurs Luana as Julietta respond whispering "—That is your own fault, I told you for more than a month to learn at least the theory, like Oriana".
{Theory?, About what?}
"—Speechless Trektör?"; Julietta asks me in normal tone; This time, she has a hairstyle of two buns held together by red beads, that are a matching combination with her fitted dress, giving her a demure and pure younger appearance that does not go with her attitude and the tendency of her actions.
—Not at all, "Captivated", for sure.
Observing Risteth, Is a notorious fact that she is wearing again a green dress, an odd decision, considering that for what I seen, women tend to not employ the same color in consecutive days, unless is a uniform or something similar.
Oriana has a similar attire too, leather harnesses supporting her voluptuous breasts as her dress follows the same design I saw before, *Sniff*, and she is emanating a constant wave of her mint scent.
{She wants more of what I did to her yesterday, and I am ready to drink her fresh nectar}
Verizon comes out wearing a beige formal pants along with a sky blue long sleeved shirt, plus an interwoven brown vest, giving him a rather "Intellectual" appearance, while hiding his fit frame and the Fake Epidermis Suit under the outfit.
"—All present!"; Excitedly say Julietta as the Limousine arrives; Verizon and Myself scan the vehicle as we go inside with the ladies, being Andára the one who drives to our destination.
{We are only seven, and this is not the same path we took yesterday}
"—Are you going to keep being secretive about our destination Julietta?"; Inquires Risteth with curious demeanor, as the questioned lady blushes and gulps down as if she was asked about her crush, which probably is the case.
—I got an invitation to a "Small" celebration of a not so "Small" Family…
—Is one of the "New Families" from Clarattoia?.
"—No Valrettia, they are a Renown Family here on Aiottaralc too, *Sigh Ahh*, "He", He is so dreamy!"; The sight of the lady is completely lost in her thoughts as Risteth snaps ethereal fingers made of her green Zöhår to recover Julietta's attention.
—You are not being manipulated or played, "Again", Right Julietta?.
—Exactly!, "He" is legit, and don't get preoccupied, I learned from the past, that is why I ask for all of you to come…
"—And, he gave me this, to keep in contact with me"; The device Julietta shows is a cellphone, and she sends a message informing of our arrival; In the journey, we chitchat a little, being interrupted by the Gigantic Mansion that is our destiny.
At the outside entrance, a lean young man of 3.55 meters of height with short red orange hair and heterochromic eyes is waiting, accompanied by two taller and beefier young man, and both are my acquittances.
The first is "Norlan", 4.10 Meters tall, brown hair and cyan eyes, kind and wise expression is evident on his face.
The second, is "Forlán", 4.35 Meters of height, light violet eyes and orange hair, a complete Playboy, yet, he is somewhat serious.
As soon as we leave the limousine, I see the surprise on their faces ""—Is that you Trektör?!"".
—Yes…
—There is no way "He" is not one of us Norlan!, I told you back in the Northern Front when "He" looked like a Hobo!.
{What is he talking about?, It is Me?}
—I remember quite well Forlán… , Trektör, I know is a stupid question, yet, Are you a "Krïegdörn"?.
—I am…
"—Nail it!"; Scream Forlán excitedly, throwing a straight punch to the left shoulder of Norlan "—I told you!, I call it!, and no one believe me!; Forlán points at me "—Trektör is the son of Aunty Nylanesh!".
{Aunty?!}
Forlán comes near in my slumber, processing his words while he lifts me in a broad fraternal hug as he speaks with joy and happiness "—Welcome back to the Family Trektör!, it feels wrong calling you Brother after not being there for you, but you know that I always going to back you up, exactly like when we finish those Two Lyg'Æythûz Farioth in Clarattoia!".
{Brothers?, Forlán?, and Norlan?, I know they are Truthful to a no end yet…}
—Can you put me back on the ground Forlán…
—Yes!, before you destroy my arms, *Ji Ji*, and, Sorry, I am aware that you don't like physical contact, but I couldn't hold back, you are a Krïegdörn!, Like us!.
"—Yes Like Us!"; Norlan launches a hook punch to the stomach of his brother, who step back a little as the former scolds his ineptitude.
—Forlán!, You Imbecile, Trektör's Mother is not our "Aunt", Is our "Alcaryng" known colloquially as "Alter Mother", We never find the person you were saying because we were searching in a different category!, you "Stupid Brainless Idiot"!.
—I had Three years when I ask for your help to search for "Him", is not my fault!…
—*Sigh*, It doesn't matter, Trektör is here now, and there is no doubt regardless of his identity as one of us, I mean, he is Identical to our Father, just with the hair of his Mother…
{So the Spark Name of My Mother is "Nylanesh", is pretty, and… , I am not sure about how should I be feeling on this particular moment}
"—Eldest Brothers"; Speaks the third and shortest of the three "—May I introduce you to the girl I like?".
—""Of course"".
—Is her, the beautiful lady with two buns in her silky white hair, "Julietta"…
The Young Man does a pause, gathering his courage before speaking "—Just, Julietta".
The gentle kindness of Norlan and the cocky confidence of Forlán become an inquisitive stare over Julietta who looks really frightened at the intensity of the scrutinizing Zöhår scanning they are performing over her.
"—Do you know her well Trektör?"; Inquire Forlán, absent of his joking behavior.
—No, I met her yesterday…
Forlán's nose flinch "—You smell like a Slut"; He goes near Julietta "—Which means"…
—You better keep my Baby Brother satisfied!, welcome to the Family!.
Joyfully screams Forlán, as he embrace with his left arm Julietta and with the right one his Baby Brother into a tight hug.
Norlan sighs and shakes his head "—Aren't you forgetting something?".
—Sorry for calling you "Slut", Julietta…
—That too…
—What more do I have…?!"; Fleetingly reply Forlán as he thinks really hard and fast, literally igniting his hair and letting some smoke to go out of his ears "—Right!, I take care of the Old Man, Trenner, but if you dare to not marry at least three Ladies of good Families, I will tear apart both of you in front of the other, and I am not joking, so do not get her pregnant either, though you have like half a century before that is possible"…
{That is of my interest!}
—What age are you talking about Forlán?.
—Eh?, Norlan!…
—*Sigh*, "86" Years of Age we become Fertile Trektör, but can happen earlier, so be careful from "72" years onwards…
—Good to know… , Can we enter now?.
Forlán laughs "—Haha!, Of course, we have to celebrate!, My Baby Brother Trenner reaching 36 Years of age, and you returning to the Family Trektör!".
"—Trenner"; Say Norlan with seriousness to his Baby Brother "—If something happens to Forlán or Me, you can go to Trektör, he is more trustworthy than us, so pay attention to what he does, you can learn a lot too".
"—As you say Eldest Brother"; Comment the youngster as he tries to liberate Julietta and himself from the tight hug of Forlán.