The Reason for the Constipation and hopping.
The Beautiful Knight who was tallying the number of the slaves, gazed her vision sideways and noticed that Aurelion was listening to the dwarf very intently.
What a diligent kid. He is making sure that elderly dwarf is properly tend to and is giving his full attention to his needs. He is such a prodigy too, Must be from a county or strong aristocratic family.
She thought and smiled lightly. She was impressed by Aurelion.
anwhile —
Aurelion was doing sothing completely, contrary to what she was assuming from standing there.
"I see, I understand now." Aurelion shook his head showcasing that he has understood the whole situation.
"Finally? Yes, after such a long story, you must have finally ca down to the main issue. " The dwarf almost rejoiced.
"Your highness, you did? I am truly amazed of your intelligence, this lowly helmsman could not understand anything and is ashad." Stefan asked too.
HUH, WHY DOES EVERYONE START TALKING LIKE HANS TO FLATTER . WELL, I GUESS THAT MUCH IS EXPECTED AFTER ALL, I AM THE CROWN PRINCE.
Then, Aurelion turned his head backwards and looked towards Lyra. She was still facing backwards with her arms folded and pouting.
YEAH, SHE IS THE ONLY WEIRD ONE.
Then, Aurelion adjusted his stance, stood straight, folded his arms and made a boasting grin on his face.
"Yes, yes. I got it now." He said confidently.
"You are angry because you were captured and your favorite soup was not even served to you for your last free serving."
"What? No." The dwarf reacted.
"I AM NOT ANGRY. I AM CONSTIPATED, YOU BRAT." He yelled.
"WHATTT?" Aurelion and Stefan both yelled at the sa ti.
Lyra stole so glances to check why they started shouting suddenly, cleverly she twisting her neck slightly, hand still folded and making sure that no one notices she dropped her prideful sulking pose. She blinked fast to observe quickly and shifted her waist again, fixing her posture.
HEY YO, WHAT THE FUCK IS HE TALKING ABOUT?
"Oi, Old man." Aurelion called. "Stop ssing with my brain." He warned.
"When did you ever say anything about the constipation?" He asked.
"So, When did I ever say I was angry, Brat?" The dwarf replied.
Stefan sighed and took a few steps backwards now standing even further than Lyra.
"I have always denied being angry and clearly explained to you that I was constipated." The dwarf said with confidence.
"Oh really? Clearly explained?" Aurelion made a face like he just sat and watched a bad movie for hours.
"Ohh dear sir, then can you tell how did you clearly explained that." He said Mockingly.
"I told you that at the start of the story itself, rember?" The dwarf replied.
"Yeah, you told bullshit." Aurelion shot back.
"HOW DARE YOU TALK TO AN ELDER LIKE THAT?" He yelled. "I ntioned at the start itself that my favorite soup is Sweet Corn Soup but I had to drank so Carrot soup before too, cuz they ran out of corn." He added to justify his statent.
"Huh...so, that gave you diarrhea?" Aurelion replied with a confused face.
"Ahh... Yes, that gave diarr—" He said this whole looking down hiding his embarrassnt but then shouted "NOT DIARRHEA, BUT CONSTIPATION." with annoyance.
"Yes yes, that one." Aurelion put a hand on his head. "That explains the Crankiness."
"Ok then, Lyra." Aurelion turned towards her.
"You can kick him now." He added.
Lyra’s face got brightened and she dashed towards him. The dwarf with his hand shackled ran ran with his tiny little legs and sotis hopping in between. Those two kept running around in a circular path and to the spectators it looked like a cartoon sequence.
The thin voice knight ca at that instance, and said. "We are done with our work. Thanks for all the help you did."
"Ohh, so is everything is sorted then. Nice." Aurelion replied.
"Ahhh... Not everything. Anyways, We are grateful." And he left towards the other two.
Aurelion got curious and went to join too.
"Your highness, I am going to feed the horses, since we are at a halt right now." Stefan exclaid from the distance.
"Sure, Stefan." Aurelion granted the permission.
Aurelion took small strides, went and stood near them. They were discussing sothing in a huddle.
"Ahem... Ahem" He showed his presence.
"Is everything going well?" He asked.
The beautiful knight ca in front and said smilingly. "Ohh, everything this going fine. I am sure you must be busy too, you should depart now."
"Glad to hear that." Aurelion replied.
"But, young miss, what about those slaves who are still left?" The Knight asked in his very husky voice which made it the reason for Aurelion to hear.
"It doesn’t look like everything is going well, though." Aurelion turned back.
The beautiful Knight gives a long stare to the husky Knight. "Can’t help, it’s just my voice." He mumbles. The other Knight teases him.
"Nothing, it is just that so slaves have no where to return. They are either orphans or lived in the slums, so we were unsure about what should we do with them." She explained.
"How many are left?" Aurelion asked.
The Beautiful Knight looked around, counting while pointing at so slaves.
Finally, she said.
"If we include the one dwarf who is cheerfully playing with your maid, the total brings about to seven."
Aurelion glanced blank.
THAT LOOKS CHEERFUL PLAYING TO HER, THERE IS DEFINITELY SOTHING WRONG WITH HER BRAIN. BECAUSE FROM WHERE I AM STANDING THAT LOOKS TO LIKE A DEER WHO IS RUNNING AWAY FROM A PREDATOR.
The dwarf hops high while running and dodges Lyra’s signature Direct Shot.
WOW, THAT ONE WAS A IMPRESSIVE ONE. 10 POINTS.
Aurelion turned towards the beautiful Knight again. And said boastingly.
"Only Seven slaves, That should not be a problem."
"How so?" The beautiful Knight asked, her face full of curiosity.
Aurelion takes his boasting stand.
"I WILL TAKE THEM WITH "
He declared.
[To be Continued]
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