Antagonist Witch
Magic 11
“It's illusion! No!” raung Abellona's.
His body trembled violently, he was frightened to the point of shedding tears. His heart was beating very fast, his breathing was wheezing. Suddenly, the chest near his heart burned. Abellona was in pain.
“Abellona, What's wrong with you?” ask Millard while holding him. The girl's body shivered, she held her left chest.
“Breathe properly, My sister.” Justin hugged her from behind and laid her on the sofa. He cast a recovery spell on Abellona to calm her down.
“Justin, what happened?” Azzimir approached them curiously. Justin shook.
“Zayn, go to my room, grab a triangle-shaped bottle filled with a milky white liquid. Fast!” justin Pinta. Zayn nodded.
“Abellona, breathe properly.”
Abellona did not hear Justin's words, she just whimpered and held back her tears. He shook his head with his eyes closed and continued to hold his left chest. His burning sensation spread and now his heart seemed to be bound and pierced by daggers until it felt like it would explode. His voice is stuck in the esophagus.
“Abellona, what happened?” Justin was increasingly worried about seeing his sister. Millard also cast a healing spell on him.
“Ka—kak ...” stubs, “sa—kit.”
Zayn returned with the requested bottle. Justin drank it to Abellona. Minutes later, Abellona calmed down. His breathing is back in order. Slowly, he opened his eyes.
“Kakak,” Abellona said in a soft voice. Her tears are still dripping.
Justin hugged her tightly.
“My sister, what happened to you?”
“Sister, now I'm fine,” reply.
Millard gave him a glass of water. Azzimir was worried about Abellona.
“Lady, how are you? What happened?”
“A, I, don't know.” Abellona lowered her head, holding her left chest again.
“What does your chest hurt? Are you hurt?”
“I don't know, Your Grace. Suddenly my chest hurt, my heart felt like it was going to explode.”
“How now?” justin asked worried.
“I've been better,” reply Abellona is still limp despite forcing a smile.
“Then can I ask you a question?” Azzimir hesitated to ask her. Abellona nodded.
“Lady, how did you know it was an illusion?”
Abellona gulped and sighed.
“A, a, I've met him.” The girl replied with a trembling voice.
Everyone who was there shuddered to hear it.
“What?”
“How can it?”
“Do you remember the conquest of the Kontinhte region in the Northeastern part of the continent?”
“Yes, of course. The dramatic conquest of Adelard's eldest son, Tristan Remo. It took months because there, in addition to the many monsters that inhabit the forest, Myrone Kingdom is also allegedly studying black magic,” explained Azzimir.
“You are right, Your Majesty.”
“Then what's the connection?” thought Justin.
Abellona bit her lip. He must have had another scolding because of this.
“Hmm, so put it this way -ehem-I came in...” He hangs his sentence, ”conquest ... it.”
“What?”
“How can it?”
“Why don't I know this?”
Millard, Azzimir and Justin were boasting. Zayn sighed.
“Zayn, You know this ‘kan?” search Justin.
“That's it, Young Master.”
Justin snorting.
“Abellona! What do you think?” jolt Justin with an angry face while patting his sister's shoulder hard.
“I didn't think of anything back then,” the babble was plain. “You think I got that nickname from where?” A smile spread across his face.
Azzimir and Millard gawked at the answer.
Justin stood up and slightly cursed. Anger and anger at the same time.
“Ceritakan pada kami, bagaimana Kau bisa ikut dalam penaklukan itu? Sampai-sampai kakakmu tak mengenalimu?” tanya Azzimir.
“I changed my face,” his timpals lightly.
“Hah! change face?” snort Justin, “Then I will file with the Department of Restricted Magic Usage if face-changing magic should only be done by certain magicians!” Justin wrathful.
“Ah, Sister, come on,” whine Abellona.
“Justin! Please, let your sister tell her story. This is for the sake of investigation!” Azzimir Protest.
Millard tried to calm Justin down. He asked her to sit down and give him a cup of tea. After believing that Justin was a little calm, Azzimir asked Abellona to continue the story.
“Continue, Lady.”
“Ehm, I'm not sure to tell you this, because it's an amazing experience at once my worst." Abellona sighed, a bit claustrophobic earlier.
Perhaps, because it would scrape one of the bitter sheets of his life history. Until, because of this, he got the title of troublemaker. I don't know. For sure, he can't back down anymore. What has been decided no one can shake his will.
"But I'll try it.”
Everyone was trying to see the experience Abellona was going to tell.
