Fallen Angel [Fallen Angel]

Chp.38: Crescent spirit flera

After they had finished wearing Clark's clothes, the two students went to the master who was outside the ship. The moment they saw the sight that there was only a cloud cloud cloud made the two of them both astonished at once.

The clothes worn by Clara are black with a little motif. her clothes are not up to cover the knees, her pants are shorter until the cover of the same shirt. His white thighs until clearly visible, there is also a necklace with necklace eyes that are so long that they reach his slender waist.

Elena chose only the navy blue dress, Elena preferred simple clothes and not too complicated. Even so, Elena still looks beautiful no less than Clara who has long black hair.

"Hmm .. So you guys picked that shirt, it suits both of you" Clark praised his student.

"Hehe, thank you master" Elena replied scratching her head despite not itching at all. His friend was just silent, but hearing the praise from his master made his heart calm.

"Master, where are we?. We're like we're on a cloud" Clara ventured to ask, she looked up from the edge of the ship at the cloud.

"Yes, this is above the clouds"

"Eh!!, is this really above the cloud master" Elena was so surprised, she just went along to see as Clark's first student did.

"If you don't believe me, try jumping off this ship. When you break through this cloud .. and fall, you'll know it's above the clouds or not"

"I believe master, I believe. It's just .. I didn't expect the master to be able to levitate such a heavy ship" Elena replied in fear, she didn't want her master to throw her down occasionally.

"Master, it's not that the higher .. the wind is getting stronger" Clara asked again, she really did not understand the concept of magic used by Clark.

"Yes, it does"

"This ship should be shaking right?, because of the wind. But why didn't Clara feel the slightest shocks?"

"Ah, right too. I don't feel it either" Elena agreed.

"Let's explain, you might not understand. Clara where's your scythe?, why don't you bring it?" Clark said to divert his conversation.

"It was on the edge of the bed earlier, Clara would have taken it"

"No need, let your master take it upon himself" When passing by his two students, Clark briefly rubbed Clara's hair.

"Emm" Clara felt her master's gentle swipe, Again her hair was wagging like a cat in the middle of pleasure.

"I can assure you that Clara is now fully obedient to me, just as I am considered to be her most precious family"

"On the one hand Elena also considers me important, my heroic actions against her and I always press to make her stress, mind, mind, then I finally appeared as the white equestrian Prince who always accompanied her made Elena no longer want to lose something" Clark's inner self went inside.

A room in the floating ship, where the great scythe belonged to Clara, in the crescent there was a crescent spirit who had helped Clara in defeating the man of fire earlier.

"That person .. why be gentle to his students. When she met me, I didn't even treat her like that" said the crescent moon spirit.

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"Flera .. "the sound that gave me goosebumps sounded so clear when the door was opened, the person who opened the door was Clark, the master of Clara and Elena.

"Egh .. it-it .. "the crescent moon spirit creeps in fear when it hears a voice so familiar to it.

"Where did you Flera? .. hmm meet" the wide smile that so terrible Clark showed when he managed to find Clara's great scythe.

"Why does your voice sound so frightened?, I won't do anything to you"

"Don't lie, I can see how you look now"

"Isn't this just an ordinary smile" Clark said, still showing his horrible smile earlier.His hand had grabbed the large scythe of his pupils.

"What you're doing, no. .. "the closer Clark gets, Flera gets more scared.

"Thank you for helping my student" Clark said stroking the large scythe.

"Eh ... "

"If it wasn't for your help, Clara wouldn't have been able to defeat her enemies. So I thank you" in an instant her smile turned softer and friendlier.

"Hmph, that's your order. I-I. .. just obey you, besides you sealed me in here. I have no choice but to follow your words" replied the crescent spirit, his voice began to soften.

"Do you want to be free?"

"Of course I want to. Even though I said that, you will not miss ... "

"I'll let you go"

For a moment Flera was silent and surprised by "Eh!, what I heard was not wrong, right?. Try repeating again"

"I told you, I'll let you go"

"Ehh!, why all of a sudden!"

"So .. do you want to be free or not?"

"Why do you want to free me now?, wasn't our agreement then waiting for your disciple to become strong and be able to protect himself"

"You underestimate my own students too much, they will develop very quickly compared to your shallow thinking. Your only task is to help her fight the purple mask's higher-ups a little, nothing more or less" Clark said clearly as he pointed at the scythe.

"Before the fight .. I had thought that they would send their members here. As soon as I retrieved the memories of the golden mask pe, it turned out that their headquarters was so hidden and a bit distant"

"I took the opportunity to immediately train my students hard while waiting for the troops to come attacking. The reason I waited for them .. is only one, which is to add to my students' battle experience"

"In that memory as well, I learned that there was a moon spirit locked under the rubble. It was actually the red blood organization that found it first, actually, but they still do not know the mystery of the ruins until they can not enter it"

"They managed to find the ruins because of the map.although they found the ruins but they wanted to put it aside first and keep this from the outside world. So lucky, I tried to solve the mystery and finally succeeded so I could find the Moon Spirit"

"I managed to make a deal against him in a rude manner. When I get her out of there, she'll be my disciple Clara's crescent spirit, that's the deal. Because she doesn't have a name so I gave her the name Flera"

"Now I'm going to do something about future plans" Clark recalled that his estimates were always his own.

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Everything Clark had predicted, including the author who typed this story ckck.