Magical Adventure Book

[Chapter 47-1] My Night with Princess Asaru

There is a huge loss we feel. From the departure of the figure who turned out to have guarded this kingdom and continent for hundreds of years. The one who was supposed to be a great power for the Capitor, to face the latent terror of the vengeance of the magician Mitara.

Artapatus. He who disappeared into particles of light, after struggling for almost his entire life. Leaving us after giving us a wish, to completely free the mainland of this continent from the curse of the predecessors.

Princess Asaru was the hardest hit for the loss. She was crying in my arms. Lamenting the departure of the person who always strengthens and comforts her after the death of her beloved mother. Losing a streak of people he cared about, in a day full of blood. Leaving a gaping wound, following the rest of the struggle that is not necessarily the result.

However, she really deserved to be called a steel-hearted woman. In support of the grief, he was still able to move and give orders in response to Artapatu's last warning.

A loud voice and a face etched a firm line, with eyes glistening as the torchlight began to light up - The night's hair grew increasingly blackened. Princess Asaru ordered the men to start erecting a pointed wooden fence that was placed around the palace as a deterrent to the enemy. Some others, commanded to make large holes, in order to bury the mass of the victims who are mounting.

There was not the slightest trace of sorrow on his face, as the king was buried with the other victims. Even though I know he held his breath for a long time, in order to stem the cry that undermined asking to be let out.

Children, women, the elderly and those injured were evacuated. All were put into the palace, and some were ordered into the basement, which had once functioned as a prison. Close tightly and lock it in layers, even reinforced by putting a barrier behind the iron door. All of that was solely for the sake of dispelling the lizards, if only they managed to break through the barricades outside the Palace. The worst-case scenario, the plural is expected to never happen.

The palace armory is open. Swords, spears, shields, and all kinds of weapons following the armor were taken out. No less the royal stash horses were herded out of the stables, even the citizens donated their best horses. All of that is shared, for anyone who is willing to fight, and has the guts to face a fully armed lizard monster. But, it turned out that the savings were still lacking, because many who advanced were willing to join the war. Finally, those who did not get weapons, took the agricultural tools, and everything that could be used as a substitute.

I don't know what they want to be like that for. Encouragement because of his love for the kingdom, the desire to show off strength, or most likely, they feel free to hide, because anyway, if Mitara wins, they feel free to hide, it is certain that no human life will survive.

By midnight, the soldiers and volunteers finished drafting the barricade. Occupy their respective posts, as specified. Divided into several groups with their own duties. Around the palace, until the towers towering solid. Especially for archers.

After all the preparations. Food and drink are also served. The feast began with laughter, around the burning bonfire giving off warmth. Happiness and pleasure last, before we face war, which determines the fate of mankind on the Suno continent.

For a moment I was partying with them. Listening to jokes is also a silly joke that is earthy with each other. In the midst of the crowd I tried to blend in, but the mind and heart remained agitated at the thought of one thing that had not been conveyed.

Without saying goodbye again, I ended up sneaking out the crowd. Stepping in a dark hood at night, to arrive at the palace. Entering it with one definite purpose.

Since Artapatu's departure, there has been a desire for me to speak with Princess Asaru. Long time I hold, because the conditions are not possible. Now's the right time. Where there are no more tasks to do.

After a long search. In the hallway of the palace away from the crowd and the noise of the party. Without any refugees. Princess Asaru sat curled up against the huge pillar. Accompanied by Woofy and Shege who had fallen asleep after eating a lot of food.

He was unmoved, even though my steps echoes in the quiet room we are in.

"Daughter Asaru. Sorry if I bother you." The girl raised her head slowly, still tightly hugging her folded legs.

"Sit here." His hand patted the floor on the right side.

I'm nodding. Abided by request. Sitting next to him. Honestly, it makes this heart beat.

For the record. It was purely a reaction from Sam, not me. His heart belongs to him too. Aren't you?

Grep's!

Almost jumped this heart from its place, because as soon as I sat cross-legged on the floor, Princess Asaru immediately hugged me tightly. She came back crying. Tight, until filled every corner of the hallway with sadness.

I know he was devastated and still very sad all day. But, driven by his sense of responsibility, he kept the feeling tight. Keep moving to prepare for the coming war. As a distraction from being immersed in a deep sorrow.

He cried for a long time on my shoulder. Keep hugging tightly, reluctant to be let go. As if trying to keep me from leaving, like Artapatu.

"Thank you for lending me your shoulder, Sam." Princess Asaru raised her head. "I'm glad you're always there for me. Like a sister I've always wanted."

There was a piercing beat upon hearing Princess Asaru's words. I don't know why it could be. I'm not an expert on romance. But that's Sam's problem, not mine.

"Daughter Asaru. You calm down now?" ask me with a flat tone.

"Ah .. oh yes. Don't you want to talk to me. Sorry, I got too carried away." She wiped the rest of her tears while trying to smile. "I'm sorry. Say it, Sam."

I took a deep breath and held it for a moment before saying, "You take refuge, and don't go to war later."

Princess Asaru widened her eyes. His jaw hardened and the veins on his neck bulged out. Seemed annoyed, but tried hard to hold it.

"What do you mean say that!? Is it because I am a woman, so you told me to hide as well as the others!? I am indeed a woman, but I am also a descendant of Tura, the hero of the continent who defeated the despot! His blood is flowing in my veins! I'm not good at swords and shooting arrows. But ... but ... Sheigh! Only I can ride him to help in the battle later, and that's something to do, because with his strength, our chances of winning are getting bigger!"

"That's why I'm asking you not to fight later."

"You mean?"

I took a deep breath.

"Before his departure, Artapatu tells the full story of the adventures of Tura and Pata. The parts he didn't tell you."

"Huh? You mean Mr Artapatu kept a secret from me? And that's an important secret only told you?"

"It's very important, but it will be difficult if he says it himself."

"W-what is Mr Artapatu really hiding? Tell me!" princess Asaru.

The next second I began to tell him everything Artapatu had told me in the bakery. In order as he had just told me, completely without anyone left behind. As per my ability.

Princess Asaru immediately silenced a thousand languages. Leaning limp on the pillar with blank staring eyes to the high ceiling of the palace hallway. Obviously, he was devastated to hear that fact. The proud Tura turned out to have such a dark side.

"So your great-grandfather should have held those two weapons?" Princess Asaru turned her head towards me. Slowly I nodded. "Then, why in practice, Woofy wouldn't listen to you, and just now during the attack, Shege would like to obey me?"

"I think because we have not done unification and their strength has not risen. Pata and Tura were initially unaffected by the legendary weapon, but after its power rose, Pata began to have bad ambitions compounded by the jewels of lazarus. As well as Tura, she began to be overpowered by evil ambitions after wielding yet another legendary weapon." I stared at the two animals that were still soundly asleep in front of Princess Asaru. "And maybe he'll obey you because I've agreed to the plan that we're going to go through. With you being required to partner with Shege."

With mana splashed, the princess kept looking at me. Grunt softly before saying, "Let's just try. What if we both give orders to Shege. Look who he's obeying."

There is a hope behind the challenge that is said. However, in my heart there was also a sense of unbearability. Not arrogant or pretentious, but if the story of Artapatu - which until now has always proven the truth - I feel I already know for sure the result. But, in any case, I must do so, so that there is no more doubt in him. Also me.

"alright. Shege, wakeup!" The bird immediately rose to my command. "We do it together. I'll tell him to make a sound. It's up to you what you want to say. We do it on the count of three."

"All right!" Princess Asaru nodded firmly.

I'm saying numbers. In each breath. From one to the end of the third number. With the fixed end of this eye glanced at Princess Asaru next to me, whose focus could not be separated from the red bird.

"Fly, Shege!"

"Chirping!"

The order was slipping from our mouths simultaneously. A second later Princess Asaru shed tears. His gaze was blankly staring at the red-furred bird, which was passed down from his great-grandmother, was chirping merrily. No matter the cry of the princess, who has been in line with her for years.

"Stop it, please stop it!" Princess Asaru closed her face with both palms. Sobbing muffled at the chirping of the red-haired bird.

The hallway was filled with cries for a moment, after Shege stopped his chirping and went back to sleep. Keep the mourning instrument echoing, until Princess Asaru raised her head while wiping away the trail of tears.

"It is if it is so." It was obvious that he was trying hard to develop a smile. "But it's not hard to give orders to Shege and Woofy at the same time. Allow me to help. At least it'll ease your work."

I'm shaking. "No, Princess Asaru. The war we are about to face will be full of uncertainty. You could have been killed in the middle of a battle, or I would have died first and made them both lose control. Shege could have gone berserk and harmed you if that happened. I don't want you to get hurt."

"Why?" The red clover was again blushing on his face. But this time, he did not waste any face. Keep looking at me with sparkling eyes that don't blink.

I know he wants me to say an excuse. Butwhat? Isn't it obvious that I don't want him to be wretched? What other reason then? Ah, crap! girls are hard to understand.

"Yes .. anu ... that .... Oh yea! Older brother. As a sister, she should always protect her sister. Didn't you just say you thought of me as a sister?" Well, that's the best answer I can give. Like Mama's advice when Chiya was acting unclear.

A moment froze flat, before his facial expression grew a forced smile.

"All right then. I feel lucky to have you as a big brother, my kind brother Sam!" Princess Asaru stood up and directly turned her body. "I'll rest in the room. I will comply with your request, Brother Sam, by not riding Shege. But that doesn't mean I can't fight in the back row, right? Together with the residents who are ready to fight against the lizards. I also practiced using a sword. Can you, my brother Sam?"

Without waiting for an answer, he just left me. I was astonished and confused, because I felt that the tone of his speech was so piercing and stressful. What am I really wrong?

Fucking weird.