
The forest around the Kaskas Mountains is very dense. His name is given to the name of the mountain. Although the trees are tight and the leaves are dense, sunlight can still penetrate the surface of the soil.
The chirping of birds that were originally in the forest suddenly stopped. A gripping aura came enveloping the atmosphere there. A giant wolf walked haughtily on its path. It was as if he was unaware that a white-robed old man was sitting in control of him.
"Honor to the Great Witch, the Witch Tower Owner," said a middle-aged man dressed as a hunter. Highlight the man's eyes were sharp as his sword. His face was as hard as the brown land of the Kaskas Mountains. His stature was gallant even as he knelt respectfully.
"Sir Domique, lift your head" said the charismatic Voxnus. His image as a great magician and hero was very thick on the outside. People will never know that in it is greed and cruelty.
"I congratulate you" Voxnus showed a proud smile as if he himself had received the award, "You have gained more trust there."
"Tell me! What's the next order?" domique exclaimed fearlessly with a two-faced figure before her. After all, he also already knew the real face of the white-robed man who was considered to be the hero. Actually, he didn't want to pay his respects.
"Ck, as always. You're always in a hurry," the hypocritical smile on Voxnus' face disappeared, "Come here!"
Domique approaching. Voxnus touched his head. A strange feeling soon flowed into Domique's body, but she tried to hold it in.
As Voxnus pulled his hand, Domique immediately retreated and built the horses. He quickly pulled his sword. His eyes swept around. They were surrounded by wolves.
"Defeat him!" Voxnus refers to one of the largest wolves. Domique looked there. The big gray-haired wolf glared sharply at him. The look in his eyes contained a deep hostility.
Without a cue, the gray wolf immediately shot forward. Domique dodied his attack and strengthened the horses. When the wolf was in front of him, he swung a sword to cut off his neck.
Domique's sword shook the empty air. His opponent nimbly dodged back to attack. Domique pushed back a few steps, but this time she could thrust her sword into the wolf's heart.
The blood of the group's predators flowed on the blade of the sword. The other wolves barked as if they did not accept the outcome of the fight. They made the horses, ready to storm together.
Voxnus. At the sight of Domique who was still panting trying to catch her breath. He lifted his hand into the sky and shouted, "Alright if that's your wish. Attack this boy together!"
The wolves started to pounce. Domique growled and strengthened her sword grip. In one breath, he swung his sword and killed one of the wolves.
A wolf manages to attack Domique's blind spot as the man slashes his herd. With his sharp teeth, he bit Domique's shoulder. His nails firmly gripped the man as if there was a grudge between them.
Another wolf bit Domique's right leg, but the man quickly hit her. He pulled the wolf that bit on his shoulder and threw it hard until it hit the tree.
Until the sun rose to the top of the horizon, Domique was still trying to survive the wolf attack. Some of the predators were already downed around him. His body was covered with blood and wounds. His clothes were torn everywhere. Voxnus and the Wolf King just kept quiet and observed.
"Death to You, Smelly Feathers!" Domique slammed the last wolf into the ground. His sword had fallen since. His breath went up and down. Her hair was falling apart. Half-kneeling, he looked at the Wolf King who stared back at him with a contemptuous look.
"Good! That's nice!" Voxnus applauded complacently, "From today, every full moon rises in the sky, you will learn to control the wolves. Prepare yourself. Don't let them eat you later."
Domique stared at the white-robed old witch intently. His hands were clenched and a grin was on his lips. A moment later he chuckled loudly imagining so much enjoyment he would get later.
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"Thank you for accompanying us for these few days, Countess de Ernest," Alice immediately thanked that. The Countess de Ernest hugged her tightly. She was also part of the scholarly girl in the past. Her maiden name was Leticia de Eckart. He took on the same role as Rosemary.
"Mr Princess, you are our hope," Countess de Ernest stared at Alice inside. A smile adorned her beautiful face. Once again, he hugged Alice.Aria smiled when she saw him.
Furthermore, the Countess de Ernest also hugged the other scholarly girls one by one. He hugged his long-time daughter of pride. Before taking off his arms, he told his daughter, Aria, "Get's the princess, honey."
"Yes, I must have taken care of her" replied Aria, "With God's permission."
Alice's entourage returned to the main destination in the area of the family van Ryvat, the family from the Queen mother who is the guardian of the Pearl Palace.
It didn't take long to get to the westernmost region of the El Vierum Kingdom. They left in the morning and arrived at a village in the afternoon. The next morning, they continued their journey and reached the western border area guarded by the van Ryvat family.
"Welcome, Princess," a middle-aged man had been waiting for the entourage at the sturdy and tall city gate, "Your Majesty the Queen Mother is already waiting for you. Let me take you."
The man led in front of Alice's entourage. He was one of Akilla's uncles and Alice's maternal uncle. His attitude looks calm and dignified. He looked down when faced with women.
As expected, residents in this border town are more enthusiastic about welcoming the arrival of Crown Princess el Vierum than other cities and villages. They are already waiting for the arrival of the famous Crown Princess. In this city, Akilla and Alice themselves greeted the citizens by waving from inside the horse carriage with a smile.
"We're almost there" cried Akilla as she looked at the large castle that was the center of the city., "Alice, we'll meet grandma soon."
"Yes, you're right" Alice nodded. He also saw the castle. In the past, her mother and aunt had spent a short time there. There was a feeling flowing in his chest. Since her mother died, she has rarely been there.
"Safety over you," Alice greeted an old woman who had begun to wrinkle, "Grandmother, I come to face."
"For you, too, safety" the old woman, the Marchioness van Ryvat, and the queen mother, replied, "Come, Alice! It's been a long time since grandma's seen you."
Alice is approaching. Marchioness van Ryvat hugged her for a long time. The woman seemed to have just found something that had been long lost so she did not want to lose it again.
"Grandmother is so happy you've finally arrived" said Marchioness van Ryvat. The intellectual girls are still waiting. They saw the sight with haru.
"You're getting bigger, apparently" Marchioness van Ryvat finally let go of her embrace, then stroked Alice's dark blue hair downstream reddish. "When grandma really wants to carry you like she used to."
Alice smiled. This time, he hugged the Marchioness van Ryvat. The old woman whose head was wrapped in a neat hijab was very similar to her mother. His longing was arising and relieved simultaneously when near him.