I got tired. Who would have thought? I have been spewing mana and flying around for so ti now, so of course I would be tired at the end of it, and feel a bit dizzy. Yeeaah, I have been holding off using mana, but that is a small price to pay for salvation.
No regrets! Don’t live your life full of regrets, people! Otherwise you’ll regret it in ten years or so. Maybe as early as five, depending on how you fucked up your life. But heeeey, never back down!
“See? Now you feel sick.”
“Don’t want to hear that right now, personal knight!”
Currently, I was sitting down on the grass, like having a picnic. In fact, I even have so sandwiches in a basket. Mizia gave it to . I opened the basket and pulled out a sandwich. This should be the one with the berry jam, sothing sothing. Anyways, it looked delicious.
So I took a bite.
“Hmm.”
Yeah, as what you would expect from my dear cousin, it’s delicious. She would make a great wife!
“... Would you like water, milady? I’m afraid that’s what we only have.”
Oh yes, ra and Vernon were along with . I lowered the sandwich for a mont. ra sounded strange. Her voice was a bit deeper, sounds like soone tired… She has been like this lately, I told her to cheer up, but nothing has changed. Don’t know what’s up with her.
Now that I have a closer look at her, she’s forming a little bit of eye bags.
“Let Vernon bring it.” I glanced at him and he nodded before leaving to grab a pouch of water. “As for you ra, is sothing wrong?”
“... Nothing is wrong… milady.”
“You haven’t been sleeping right, aren’t you?”
She lowered her head. “... I’m not used to sleeping under a different roof, that’s all.”
“I see.”
Nah, she lying.
Soone broke your heart or sothing?
I stared at her while biting on my sandwich, then shifted my eyes to Rogan. I felt so weird atmosphere oozing out. The knight had no problem at all, it was ra mostly, almost like she was keeping her distance.
Damn, even ra’s starting to dislike Rogan. Hey man, you have anti-ladies repelling thing or sothing? Don’t even rember you doing anything an to the maid.
He’s supposed to be a good-looking man too, but why does it seem like ladies always have sothing against him? He’s also a good guy…
What a mystery.
Vernon returned, and I imdiately asked for the water to relieve my drying throat. I drank from the pouch before saying, “Let’s have another hour before moving out.”
Once I had consud the entire sandwich and drank so more water, I asked no one in particular. “So, how is Sir Alzen holding up?” I asked about the one handed knight.
Vernon was the one to answer. “He’s doing quite well, surprisingly. Although, his battle potential I have yet to see.”
“That’s good.” As long as he could stand, he will be useful sowhat. But that’s where he would only be for now, guarding duties along with many others. Can’t have him join in on the operation against the bandits, he might beco a burden. “Please call Sir Elson here.”
“Elson? That guy? Why?” Rogan asked.
“I have sothing to discuss.”
“He has piqued your interest ever since we fought along with him.”
“You could say I was impressed by his abilities.”
“Huh... I’ll bring him.”
He left montarily to bring Elson to . The knights looked on with curiosity, and they listened in. Heh, how cute. Elson looked pretty surprised, and he looked a bit wary as he walked towards with Rogan beside him.
“Princess, you need ?”
“Sir Elson, how are you?”
“... I’m alright.”
“Good. You use daggers, right? I like the part where slashes go around once it stabs sothing.”
“Uh-huh.”
“How do you do it?”
Even Rogan ntioned he couldn’t do what Elson could do. A different kind of training and discipline, one could say.
“... Armant Magic, princess, why do you ask?”
“It’s different from how that magic is usually done, yes?”
“In other aspects, yes.”
“I want you to teach .”
He shook his head, as if he was uncertain he heard right. “Teach you?”
“Yes.”
“Princess, you can already cast powerful magic spells. I don’t see how my dagger techniques could help any further.”
“I just want to learn how you do it.”
“Why daggers? Why ?”
“Firstly, I don’t like swords or spears.”
“Ouch.”
I ignored Rogan. “Daggers are easier and better fit for . And your technique is amazing.”
“I see…”
“So?”
“Do I have a choice?”
“Of course, we always have a choice.” I adorably smiled. “But I would be happy if you agreed to help .”
He looked away for a mont to ponder “... Very well… I can teach you, but I’m afraid you will have to get permission from his majesty.”
“I can do that, no problem.”
“And I don’t think blade training is the sa as spellcasting. You will have to understand the way of the swords and blades. There will be struggles, physical ones.”
“If it’s only daggers, I will be fine, I think?” I giggled.
“Alright. Once you receive permission, then I will begin teaching you Armant Magic. And when you have learned the basics, my dagger techniques.”
“Thank you, Sir Elson. Looking forward to your teachings.”
And with that, our business was done, for now at least. Convincing my father and mother shouldn’t be an issue at all… Oh no, I’m getting spoiled. Oh my…
“You have yet to complete your Physical Enhancent training, and you’re learning another technique?” Vernon asked.
“I can do them simultaneously. Besides, ti is short. I have to load my own armants.”
Get it? ‘Armants.’ Haha!
Rogan asked as well. “And here I thought you were resting your mana?”
“The ti for rest is over. Ti to work again when I go back ho.”
***
The next day after the princess left the field of green, at night, sothing changed. No, to be precise, a lot began to change. The once small flowers that blood just yesterday grew taller, and its color brightened even more. As though it was filled with life.
The grass grew taller and thicker. Trees grew a little faster than usual, their trunks beca bigger and their branches and leaves multiplied overnight. Fruits had begun to sprout, along with them were young saplings from the scattered seeds from the wind to the soil.
The waking of the goddess blessed the land. The River of Life giveth nourishnt, a fraction of her essence turned the landscape lustrous, more than it had ever been. And this was just one day. What will it beco after two? Or three?
It was a day of celebration, for after so many long years, nature has once again felt the touch of the Deity of Blood. One who begins life. And nature cheered. The trees sang, and the grasses danced.
But none could hear them but themselves, and its beings.
One such being appeared amidst the blessed ground, green light shining as stem ascended from the soil. It quickly grew into a person, a woman. She was beautiful, with beautiful green skin, eyes of gold glowing softly, green hair twice as long as she was, her completely naked body showed her inhuman perfection.
Insects like fireflies flew around her, greeting her presence. The animals nearby, small or big, erged from where they hid to see and gather around her.
The woman smiled softly, caressing the animals and touching the blades of grass. The land that was starting to die was given life.
“My goddess, we thank you for the blessing you bestowed upon us.” She kneeled on both knees and clasped her hands together, looking up at the sky in prayer. “On behalf of all my sisters and all living beings, I thank you with all my heart.”
This woman was among the myths in many nations. A myth yet true. A dryad. Keepers of the world. But whose powers had been dwindling, as was nature losing its strength and beauty.
“I beg of you, O goddess. Please return to us as you have before. For even the Ruler of Mystic cannot take your place.”
All have their roles, as did the River of Life once had. And all must adhere to their roles, for the world requires it.
“Hear my prayer. I, Irdisia, call for your blessing to touch the entire world once again. Do you hear , my goddess?”
Her prayer echoed in the air and carried by the wind. But who shall receive it? Will its intended recipient hear her prayer? No one truly knows. But one may have an idea, for Irdisia received no answer.
She lowered her hands with a heavy heart.
Her goddess did not hear.
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