ACASHA (A Symbol of Eternity and Resurrection)

Chapter 69's

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Five years later...

Today, the plains of the SEATHLAND capital have just entered winter. The snow, it really looked all over the gazing eyes.

The air around looked very cold. Make every Nobles wear warm, hairy clothes to warm their bodies.

Such a beautiful city, in every corner of it, really looks so beautiful. The community is prosperous and prosperous. His abundant harvest and trade were going very well.

Making the economic wheel turnaround does not experience inhibition though. There is no more poverty, hunger, or population inequality. You will never see a beggar in every corner of the city.

All the people prospered, under the leadership of the king. But that was the story, five years ago before the death of the King and the wife of the Crown Prince, the Empress Castela.

A figure who is credited with the progress of several cities that were destroyed because in Landa poverty, neglected and forgotten.

Rutin City and Raksa city, are two small towns that were once neglected because of their poverty. Severe droughts are rampant, and the lives of its people are classified as very low. The two cities forgot about the world view.

But that was just a story five years ago. Because actually, ever since that promise was said, they've all completely changed. Changed into a better one so as not to disappoint the Goddess who had been pumping herself to descend to their small town.

There is no longer a city of Rutin that is dry and barren and poor. No more Raksa towns were destroyed and drowned by severe flash floods.

The two cities have found their light, their dawn. Five years, had they not promised to meet again after five years had passed?

Although the news of the death of the Goddess has spread throughout this country. But not with the two small cities that have now become two large cities that support the entire economy in the SEATHLAND kingdom.

Five years ago, they were shaken as well. They feel angry, upset, disappointed. But only for a moment, because afterwards they remembered the promise that had been made.

"I've given you five years to fix this little town. And after those five years, then I will come again to visit set foot here. Promise me, when I return, this city has changed, it's become much bigger, it's more advanced, it's more beautiful."

They were sad, believing that death was true. But the effort they made before the news of the death of the empress, they still did.

Although they were scorned, considered crazy for hoping for the arrival of the empress. Here and there because it is considered stupid, because it obeys the words of the dead.

But these two cities did not. They are the two cities that have received the blessing of the Goddess. They are just keeping their promises. Coming, or not the Goddess, is none of their business. Isn't she a goddess? And the Goddess can come even with impossibility.

"Ah, Erik, you're finally back. Is there anything you need?"

It was a question that came out of the mouth of viscount Petra. The man is now aged, with gray hair on several sides of his hair.

Although Rutin city has turned into a very large and advanced city. However viscount Petra remained a viscount of Petra.

"Excuse me, it is not your intention to reject your kindness. However, I and the whole town of Rutin are the ones getting the dawn blessing **** empress Castela. If I may ask, then allow me to keep this title, until one day. When the light comes again to shine on this dim world, then allow the light itself to give me that title. Because really, it's about a promise. A promise that one day, will soon be charged. Please lighten our glorious burden, let me remain with this title until the time comes."

If so, that is the conversation that occurred during the Queen's birthday party which was held three years ago royally in the palace hall. Really sad, isn't it?

"***Cursed be the Queen, doesn't she see how hard it is for us to find a piece of silver? even my body was unable to sweat because of my poverty right now."

"If only the Goddess ACASHA were still here, wouldn't we have this kind of misfortune."

"Unfortunately, we do not live in those two great cities that have ever received the blessing of the Goddess. It is our own fault, because we did not fully accept his presence. It was our fault, because we had hoped, that this country would be better off under the leadership of Lady Camelia."

"Well, you're right, we weren't grateful back then. If only I knew it would be like this in the end, it would be better for lady Camelia to actually die in place of Empress Castela."

"He's a real angel-faced monster. We are all tempted by it. It is fortunate that these two cities, they have obtained their light, the dawn, from the ACASHA***."

Erik, that young man has now grown to be very handsome. His body was tall and stocky, as well as his firm and powerful aura.

"Ah, Mr. Petra, I just want to visit the grave of my grandmother and grandfather. I haven't been home for three years. They would be sad if and think if I forget them." he said flat with a cold face.

Well, Erik's grandparents and grandfather who used to sell fish are gone. Three years ago, Erik's grandmother died of illness and a week after his departure, grandfather Erik followed.

Now the handsome man who had entered his teenage years had become the personal knight of prince Aiden. After the departure of his grandfather and grandmother, the palace opened a kstaria selection for his two sons.

And Erik, chosen to be prince Aiden's personal knight. Prince Zaiden, meanwhile, gets a personal knight from the town of Raksa. His name was Abimana, he joined the register at the proposal of Abigail, the shadow knight belonging to Castela who is still a shadow knight for the two Princes.

Viscount Petra smiled gently, she really missed the sweet face of Erik Meijer who often smiled enthusiastically whenever she heard the latest news about the figure of her idol woman.

But the sweet smile on her face slowly disappeared, when she heard the news of death regarding the empress. Erik the handsome sweet boy, turned into a cold, determined, and untouchable Erik.

"Come after to uncle's house, you must be very tired from riding all day." said viscount Petra patted gently on the shoulder of the boy who had now equaled his height.

Five years, really able to change a person's physique.

"Sorry sir, but I must return soon. I can't go linger because prince Aiden is already waiting for me."

Again viscount Petra smiled. "Come by, don't you miss Bili's grandfather, with all his stories?" viscount Petra said with a mysterious smile.

Erik stiffened on the spot, his facial expression turning surprised. But after that, it came back to how it was. Truly a youth who is good at regulating expressions.

Viscount Petra chuckled, before finally leaving Erik alone. He knew that the young man would come to his house.

The story that was often told by Bili's grandfather. But the story came to a halt after news of the empress' death spread across the SEATHLAND plains.

And this time, brother Bili will return to tell stories. Isn't that a good thing? that means they still have hope, right?

The corner of Erik's lips lifted, forming a smile. Thin, really very thin, but able to make women who see it fall in love.

Finally, will that day come soon? will his wait be over soon?