Glory Hunt's

Little Princess! (Part 3)

Once we reached the fountain mentioned, then I realized the fountain intended was not an ordinary fountain, but something formed from the former of a battle.

A fairly swift stream of water still flowed nonstop in the middle, trapped by a transparent field that locked it away from the formation, flowing through small fragments of a large ruin, he said, it forms a pretty spiral that may be deadly. Judging from the strong current and a pretty scary sound.

All around the amazing phenomenon, in the wake of a round platform with a height reaching white knees that I guessed as a safety in case something bad happened, saw a line of runes engraved around the surface.

From the center of the circle that was deliberately left empty because it was the place where the 'fountain' was located, a bluish beam radiated from below, and the, it looked like a beautiful glass with tiny bluish light lines, the size of a needle, moving up.

The blue light seemed to give the impression of confining like an aquarium, at the same time giving a beautiful touch to a disaster with a height of 15 meters more and almost eat the entire downtown area.

Not only am I amazed to see the fountain, many people who I don't think come from here, are also curious about events that might end up being a massacre.

It is inconceivable for someone or something to withstand this much power and let it remain active without harming the people around.

So that not a few traders sell their merchandise in the suburbs of the city center area which is deliberately made wide enough to fit for 3 horse carriages to line up with each other without having to hang around which is now full of various kinds living beings.

"Can you imagine how creepy the fight of the people was in the dark ages? We are lucky to be born in this world when everything is at peace" said an Elf man as he chewed on the food he bought from a street vendor.

An Orc who was his interlocutor, took a deep breath, took five different meals from him with a disappointed look "You are an Elf, you should not behave like my race.

Why is it that I am more elegant and neat than you who always starve every time you meet a food seller?

And this kind of fight still happens a lot in our time, but it is hidden in certain places. You don't know how ruthless their fight over Glory is especially when Natural is involved in it"

Because of his words, I so pay attention to the clothes of the Orc and find him does look neater than other Orcs who prefer the look of the sangar.

He just looks.. Clever?

I don't know why I see a nerd in an Orc form on him.

Could their souls be switched at birth?

But those Elves should have been much older considering their lifespan was much longer.

"Ahh you're right! Glory Hunt!" Her mouth was full of fiery eyes like a child who would watch their favorite tv show "If not mistaken, I heard this time many were seriously injured in the 11th Glory Hunt?

Yes 11th.

There are even two Natural who are still in critical condition because of it, making me think, it turns out that the G-Hunters are not bad. Being able to make two Natural like that, was a pride"

"You speak of life as if it were an award" the Orc replied disapprovingly.

"Oh come on, I'm just talking from the G-Hunters point of view. It was certain they felt proud of successfully taking down two Natural.

For fellow naturals themselves, it was difficult to take each other down, let alone for those who felt it was impossible. How many times have we heard the phrase, 'Glory will never be able to get past Natural' and look now! Two of us have fallen, isn't that a little interesting to you?" The subject is full of spirit.

The orc again breathed.

But this time nodding in agreement, eating one of the Elves' frowning food did not accept "You are right. Even though we say it is the wrong thing, for those who experience it themselves, it is definitely a happy thing.

He closed his eyes, trying to quell any regrets

"We never do, but not a few of us discriminate against them. I'm worried that there will be a new problem with the emergence of another world yesterday. Especially they contain people who do not have power at all, but have knowledge that is almost equivalent to the Tower of Fate"

The Elf's face turned serious.

He thought for a moment, then turned back to the Orcs "I wonder what they are doing now. Can they survive in this world without strength?

Let's be a little realistic, do you think they're capable of defending themselves? Because personally, they have the greatest possibility of being wiped out of this world"

"I agree. Even if they can survive, there are only two options left, to be a G-hunt or at worst and I hope it will never happen, slavery.

I hope there are no more bad things like that. Only those who have no heart, enslave others and use them to fulfill selfishness alone" replied the Orc furious, trying to contain the anger that almost exploded.

I think despite its unique nature, the blood of an Orc still flows within it. The blood of a fearless warrior.

"Hey hey relax, there's no need to waste energy on something that hasn't happened yet. Even if it happens, we just have to look for it and destroy it, as we always do. So, calm yourself...

I'm not really interested in hearing the rest of their conversation.

I have found an important piece of information and the princess has returned from buying two fairly large biscuits with cold cream inside.

The biscuits feel so smooth and soft when bitten, giving a comfortable impression which is then followed by a surprise from sweet cold cream as a last touch.

Give new memories that will not be easily replaced and carve a smile on the face. The smile that made the princess jump happy, managed to make me feel homesick at this place, at her presence.

"Enak right? They call it 'Winter Coat'. This is one of my favorite snacks! I'm guessing Zent will like it too. Hows it? You feel content and calm, don't you? Hehe, the mission succeeded!" He exclaimed, again holding my hand and taking me away to a stage that had been prepared not far in front, close to the fountain.

But due to being too excited to talk to me about the event that was about to begin, the princess did not pay much attention to the direction she was heading and accidentally collided with a grown man before I could give a warning.

The princess fell, sitting on the ground grimacing in pain.

I rushed over, kneeling beside her, asking "Master princess is okay?" It was answered with a nod of the head and a big smile.

"of course! Did Zent forget? I'm a brave man and a brave man won't back down just because he fell!" She answered proudly, then got up to stand with me and started cleaning her dress from the dust.

"That's a very good attitude young lady" said the man who was now walking over.

But, before he could get any further closer, I intercepted him, standing in front of the princess with a completely unfriendly face. Or rather ask him to stay away immediately.

Because even though there was a smile on that face, I did not find any friendly feelings from this person, I felt danger.

And that pair of violet eyes, as if to say..

"Hmm, interesting soul"