Magician Knights

Festival

POV Author

Now Shaquil pulls up a chair and sits face to face with Caldwel. He leaned his head to the right hand.

"the festival? You mean the annual festival?" Ask Shaquil.

"True, by the way the cake is delicious. Who cooked it?"

"Why are you asking? Are you gonna take her to your house and make her a wife?"

"No, I was just curious. Who knows I can learn from him."

Shaquil smirked and confused Caldwel. Caldwel still ate the meal quietly while waiting for a response from Shaquil.

"If I say that,"

Caldwel widened his curious eyes, he drank chocolate as sweet as the gulali that was next to him.

"If I made it how?" Shaquil.

Bruth, Caldwel spouted out his drink and managed to make the humans glance at the two of them. Caldwel gushed towards Shaquil, lucky Shaquil learned magic so he could stop the bursts.

"So, you are...The maker?!"

"Oh human pobia aka plain-plain bi*civilized. Shrink your voice can't you?" Shaquil asked slowly but eerily.

"Bai, all right, I'm sorry."

Silence controlled them both, but they were not in the grave at night. The sound from the table next door is not there.

As it was exposed there was mouse glue on their lips, not even it seemed like their voice was in lockdown by the government.

"Em, okay I'll come." Shaquil.

"Uhuk, what?"

"I said I'd come, so wait here for a minute. Don't forget to finish the food, otherwise there will be a dessert-hungry ghost that will take you to the food castle."

"Hahaha, okay."

Shaquil went into the kitchen again and he immediately entered his father's room. It makes the workers who thirst for gossip also ask questions.

"What's going on?"

Kriet, check, Shaquil came into his father's room. Nik's father approached his son because he felt his son had something to say.

"Adriana, what's wrong?" Ask the yellow-haired young man.

"Dad, I beg you from today call me Shaquil, not Adriana."

"Well, what's up, Shaquil?"

"Dad, I want to go to the festival with my friend. What can?"

"Friends? Boy or girl."

"Both of them."

Shaquil POV's

Of course two-two, one person will appear a thousand. In addition, the Shamus mosque toa will also definitely follow.

"Alright, don't go home at night. Until 22:00, by that hour I will punish you."

"All right."

It ends at 22:00, I'm not sure I'll finish at that hour. I guess at 15:54 I would've been looking all over the world screaming.

I got permission from Dad, it's time to change clothes and don't make the dispenser wait. If he's hooked, then the problem will be.

I set out in a white hoodie with blue pants and blue and white shoes. I came out of the kitchen and it caught my attention.

"Caldwel come on, we'll go to the festival soon." My word.

"Well, you're beautiful ah, so handsome."

"Of course,"

I close my mouth to Caldwel's ears who still sits sweet like a plain little boy who gave 30,000 dollars for snacks.

"I want to flirt with the girls there."

Brak, Caldwel the dispenser immediately woke up and made me heart gymnastics. Like there's a drum match on my chest, deg, deg, deg, is this the late effect at home?

The dispenser boy immediately left very quickly. He bowed his head until he hit the door of the cake shop.

"He's seen a ghost, huh? Walk until you close your eyes." Inner Shaquil.

Wait a minute, did I see wrong? Or did Shaquil's ears turn red, huh? It's not hot in here, you.

POV Author

Shaquil and Caldwel are now heading towards the festival. There were so many people there, it seemed like everyone was very excited to attend the festival this time.

It was natural, because this festival was a festival celebrating the city of Reala free from threats and being the most powerful and great city. Of course everyone will be excited.

In addition there are many heirlooms and interesting things here. Like the temple of love, it is said that anyone who enters there will get love if his heart is pure.

In other words, the point is, he is the one who accepts whatever his soul mate is. Whether it is rich, poor, ugly, beautiful or handsome.

"Well, look at that squid satay!"

Shaquil pointed at the seller who was in the crowd of hawker maniacs there. Shaquil pulled Caldwel's hand closer to the grilled squid seller.

"Sir, buy 2!" Shaquil.

"No, just one, one for two, because if it's only 2 I'm not sure it's going to run out."

"Oh, all right, just one more sate, sir."

Wush, blar, Shaquil tirelessly saw the salesman's father showing his action while burning the squid. Caldwel just smiled at Shaquil's astonished behavior.

Caldwel POV

Huh, she's really childish, but like this, she looks really cute. Ah, wait, what was I thinking earlier, we are fellow men. I can't like it!

"Caldwel, this is the smell, let's eat over there."

The boy, he thrust the squid towards me after it pulled my hand towards a place that not too many people were. Deg, deg, deg, why is my heart even like this kind of racecourse?

Please don't explode! This world is not yet doomsday! I have an auto dead first?!

We also sat near a blue-leaved tree but the flowers were creamy yellow. I thought, what does destiny want to talk to me about?

"Caldwel, let's eat this squid. Nyam, good."

Shaquil, this guy in front of me is like a rabbit. He ate it so voraciously, so agile, so fast, so charming, and so fascinated people for his priesthood.

"Son, you're right this is delicious."

I must say, this kid's tongue is never wrong. The tongue is sharp and scary when it comes to people he doesn't like, more like a lion.

"Nyam, nyam, this is right, nyam, it's delicious."

This rabbit boy still talks a lot. Making the existing excitement into an imitation that cannot be refused to be seen.

"Hehe, you greedy little bunny."

"Nyam, if I'm a greedy little rabbit, then you're a stiff dispenser like a rock!"

"Just kid, you playboy."

"I'm a playboy, so why?"

"Huh, that's not a compliment, you know?"

"I don't care."

This kid, sometimes pisses me off, sneaky and his head is as hard as concrete, not as hard as a rock in a very hot hell. Sucks.

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"Ih, the author does not love the eyes." - Shaquil.

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