Legend of the Moon Crystal

Chapter 26 "Seventeenth Day of the Eighth Month, Summer"

Sloania's slender legs lead her up the streets of the bustling city of Alvatro and are filled with people doing their daily lives. Clad in a half thigh dress without arms and high collared made of leather and equipped with boots under the knees equally made of leather, Iloania look similar to the people there. Minus his height, demeanor and white skin and his turquoise mane. Well, almost everything is different. People in the city do have a slightly dark skin with a mane that is black or brown and has eyes that are mostly green.

"Saa, it turns out the Fa is still 10 years?" Iloania asked Farleon who was walking beside her with a sharp gaze and ever-swooping eyebrows.

Farleon stared intently at Iloania, "Who are you calling the Fa? And what's your business with my age?"

Iloania shook her head, "Just didn't think Fa was 10 years old. I thought Fa was 17. Then you call me brother Ilo, okay?"

"Cih~ Not begging."

Iloania folded her lips and lowered her eyebrows. His long blonde mane was tied up by a horse and moved right and left in contrast to the movement of his feet. Iloania greeted the residents there with a smile as bright as the sun, leaving the people stunned at a glance before replying. Some of them even stopped Iloania and gave her snacks. Accepting it with pleasure, Iloania ate it along the way after a long walk.

"Want to?" Bargain Iloania while thrusting a bag of fruit sweets on Farleon who just grunt and throw their face.

Accepting Farleon's rejection, Iloania was neither sad nor disappointed. So Iloania continued her eating and walking. Until his steps stopped when he saw the crowd in a field. He grabbed Farleon's sleeve and pulled it slowly. Like a sister pulling the arm of the brother, but otherwise.

"What's there?" Ask Iloania.

"The sword fight." Answer Farleon indifferently.

Iloania's beads sparkled and turned to look towards Farleon. "Come there! C'mon~"

"No."

"Cyolah~ Please~ Let me see there." Iloania Pinta.

"Ck, you're a real hassle. Just for a moment," said Farleon as he stepped towards the crowd.

Just a few steps with Iloania following him, he stopped his steps and turned to look at Iloania. Judging his baby-like appearance, Iloania could be caught in the crowd. So Farleon took a step back from Iloania and kept the Ilomania from being pushed around by others. Reaching the appearance in the crowd, Iloania found 3 large-bodied men standing on a wide arena with swords in the hands of two people who were among the empty-handed men. Apparently, he's a referee. Finding it, the Iloania bead could not help but exude its great sense of curiosity. The two men started to swing their swords. Moving them and fending off attacks from each other.

"What's this?" Ask.

"The typical sword fight of Alvatro city. Not dangerous. Just look and don't ask too many questions." Falreon.

Iloania refocused her eyes on the fight. When the sword of one of them crashed, cheers echoed, and Iloania widened her smile. Featuring a row of small, white teeth in awe.

"Woo! So cool!"

"Broo! That's cool!"

"Great!"

"Don't worry, beat it next time buddy!"

"Worry! Finish it!"

Technically the man said arrogantly, "Come~ Who else would want to lose? Go ahead and take your swords. Anyone, I'll face."

Feeling nothing interesting anymore, Farelon who had closed his eyes with a cool style said, "Let's go."

However, when he turned to Iloania's place, the girl's figure was no longer there. Looking worriedly, Farleon thought that if Iloania was pressed and might even be trampled. If that happens, Dirima will beat him all out and hang him in the sun without eating and drinking for a month!

That's horrible!!

"Woah~ Who is he?"

"How dare!"

"It's impossible, isn't it?"

"Isn't she the one Miss Dirima brought?"

Hearing the last words, Farleon raised his head and turned his back when he saw Iloania standing in the arena with a large sword in her hand. The sword looked big in Iloania's hands, but to those men, the sword he held in his hand was of normal size. The big men focused their attention on Iloania, including Clad, the man in front of him who had dark skin and jet black hair. While the manic has a dark green color and a little light flashes in it.

"Who is this? Hey, get out of the way." Said Clad.

"Haha! Stomach upset!"

Farleon resentfully stepped up big with the slightly staggered Iloania in his arms. Ever since Clad had laughed at Iloania earlier, Farleon wordlessly pulled Iloania away quickly. Clad was quite dangerous and very troublesome. So, don't deal with that guy!

But this little fool was intending to challenge Clad with a sword!

"Saa~ Can you stop pulling me? It hurts~" said Iloania.

Farleon released the grip on the right hand of Iloania. Flushed and pretty clear in Iloania hand skin that feels a little hot. Rubbing it slowly, Iloania looked at Farleon who had a cold expression. Iloania remained silent for a while before separating her cleavage.

"You .. hate me?" Ask Iloania.

Hearing Iloania's question, Farleon glanced at her sharply and snorted in a cold tone "Yes!"

"Why?"

Farleon nonchalantly pressed his shoulders, "Either. I just hate you outsiders. Is there a problem with that?"

Iloania fell silent and shook her head, "Like or hate it depends on the heart. And a person's heart, can only be controlled by the person himself. Even if you hate me or hate us outsiders. That's not a problem."

"Close your mouth and come back. It's late afternoon, time to stay home."

As Iloania looked up, the sky was indeed gradually revealing a reddish majesty. While the sun slowly leaves the side of the earth it occupies to welcome the morning of the earth on the other side.

"What's with the night?" Ask Iloania.

Farleon looked at him and muttered hatefully. "They'll come."

...***...

"Let's eat." Dirima said while pushing a plate of rice and meat on Iloania.

In the gathering room, Iloania, Dirima, Farleon and Zaree were seen sitting around the dining table and eating quietly. The food with the appetizing aroma made Iloania devour him with a wide smile. So delicious!

He muttered, "Very delicious! Auntie is very good at cooking!"

Iloania's praise made Dirima smile, "Right? That nice?"

"Yes! Very nice!" Puji Iloania's.

The clang of cutlery is heard. Before Iloania opened her lips again, "It's quite dark, isn't it?"

He stopped eating. "The city is quite isolated and we have absolutely no mastery of magic. We live by hunting and farming. Those out-of-towners might not even know we exist. We never went out ourselves either. And make use of existing items to make lanterns. When we knew at least the shadow was afraid of the light."

"The city is indeed quite dark because we are not able to make the same light as during the day." Said Dirima with a slightly sad face.

"That's great. " Iloania's whispers speak to the wind.

When he looked up, the face that usually radiated warmth and a smile as gentle as the wind was now displaying a flat face with a sharp gaze. It was almost cold with its golden bead that seemed to glow on a dark night. Very cold and mysterious, before one corner of his lips lifted. His pupils stared intently at the ends of his eyes. Offering threats, and implying ridicule.

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05/06/2021

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