ACASHA (A Symbol of Eternity and Resurrection)

Chapter 78's

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Marquis Steven looked at Duke Marchel whose face was already deathly pale.

"You, know about it Duke? And hid it all this time from me, even though you know how crazy I was then?" Marquis Steven asked laughing, with a gaze hinting full of disappointment.

Duke Marchel closed his eyes for a moment, then sat back in his chair.

"I have my own reasons why I've been hiding it all this time, Marquis." Duke Marchel

"Then, then what was the reason for Duke? Can you tell me why you've been able to hide all this, and act like you don't know anything." Marquis Steven demanded an explanation.

Duke Marchel was seen breathing for a moment, he propped his head up with one of his hands. While his hands were free, massaging his throbbing forehead.

"Because Castela's safety is threatened. It's just a prophecy anyway. And I thought, it would be better if we kept all this a secret, even Castela herself agreed. Do you know the Marquis, betrayal can come from anyone. Didn't the betrayal of Rosenta's daughter by the commander of Karel prove that no one could be trusted?" Clearly Duke Marcel was staring at Marquis Steven who was looking at him with a look of disbelief.

"So... Is it after everything I've done all this time that I still haven't proven enough that I truly love Castela Duke?" Marquis Steven asked weakly.

Duke Marchel did not answer that question. He closed his eyes again, with his faithful fingers twitching his dizzy forehead.

Is the time coming? Will it happen in the end according to destiny? That's how he asked.

"Emmm... Uncle, what are you guys really discussing? Who's the real mama? Why is your face so stiff, when it comes to the moon." Asked Prince Aidan who had just been silent listening to their conversation.

Even Abigail herself was curious. He cursed the half-dead two officials of the kingdom, who have since continued to clash their mouths. But not a little bit that he can make information.

Honestly, he was really curious. He had heard a lot about his master's past. But, he had never heard of the moon, with two dragons by his side.

"Look Duke, you've already discussed it in front of them. Let them know, before it's too late. Do not let, they return to be victims who lost their way. Just like I used to be, because it really hurts." Marquis Steven flat.

Duke Marchel opened both of his eyes, then looked at Erik who was lowering his face. Feeling that he was being stared at, Erik raised his face until their gazes met each other. Duke Marchel nodded, making Erik also nod his head.

"Let me tell you the story, Lord Marquis, prince." Erik said with one of his hands on his chest.

"All right, tell me." Marquis Steven was impatient.

"Actually, while visiting the city where I live. Bili's grandfather, a person we respected there, had once prophesied Empress Castela. Grandfather rambled it through the empress' palm. And the one found in the future empress, really surprised us all. Even though I was asleep at the time, I woke up to their very noisy voices. It was too big, and so dangerous, that it had to be hidden in order to keep the empress safe." Erik lowered his head, he glanced at Duke Marcel with the tail of his eyes.

"Two moons, between two dragons on a sea of blood. The moon is the empress, and the two dragons, if I don't guess wrong, she is SEATHLAND and Zwitland. While the sea of blood in question is the dead sea. The sea of separation between these two works will eventually become a sea of blood. So, it can be concluded, if all of it is focused on one thing, namely-"

"War."

Erik's speech came to a halt as someone cut his Sentence. They look at the source of the sound. And how shocked they were, when the person they met, who was standing not far from them, with an intractable gaze, was King Morgan.

"Your highness/father"

King Morgan smiled, but it was obvious that it was all just a mask. He walked up and sat down in an empty chair.

"I'm actually disappointed in you too Duke. You shouldn't have hidden something this big from me. But I can't blame you either, because the reason you gave me was right. No one can trust, including ourselves." King Morgan.

Duke Marchel did not respond to King Morgan's words. He just silently watched his sister-in-law, with the same gaze, difficult to understand.

"I already know, who is the dangerous man to watch out for in the prophecy." Said later.

"Well, who's your highness?" Ask Marquis Steven.

King Morgan did not answer, he only gave a sign code, which was immediately responded with both eyes glaring, out of surprise.

"Damn! Again he." Sizzle Marquis Steven.

"Then, do you know when the war of the prophecy took place?" Marquis Steven asked, staring at them one by one.

Erik raised his head, hesitatingly looking at Duke Marcel as if asking for a company.

To be honest, Duke Marchel also did not know the information about when the war would occur. Lately, he had been eager to visit the old man. However, there were problems in his territory that made him cancel the trip. And having to put it off in order to solve small problems that could one day become big problems.

And as for the boy himself, Duke Marcel gave a holiday permit a week ago, since the boy had not returned for five years. A coincidence, because Duke Marcel was also curious, what important news this time he would convey.

"Say what you know." Duke Marchel.

The red-spirited teenager nodded, then looked at them with a confident look.

"Yesterday, when I returned home. I went to see Bili's grandfather. The old grandfather looked very worried, he even fell ill. Bili's grandfather said that he had just had a vision, a month ago." Erik.

"Visions? What does that have to do with Castela?" Marquis Steven's question didn't matter even though there was King Morgan who looked at him dislikefully when Marquis Steven mentioned his wife's name without frills.

Erik nodded, "When the sun, moon, and earth are on the same trajectory. When darkness robs the sun of light. There, a white light came from the sky with the sword and the last wolf that was on his mount. Bloodshed is no longer inevitable. There, the darkness disappeared along with the remnants of the light that fell together with the sun that returned to shine. In the end, the goddess will be present to perfect her task." Said Erik with a shrunken forehead.

"That's what my great-grandfather told me, before he left, to return to nirvana." continued Erik slowly.

Duke Marchel raised his face, looking at Erik with a surprised look.

"The old man, is he gone?" duke Marcel asked in disbelief, who was nodding back by the red-spirited young man.