
Bara and Kyra have been
back to where Kyra met the Treants. As Bara had guessed, they
will bring themselves up when she and Kyra come looking for them. Those trees
surrounding Kyra and Bara is like making a birdcage with a slight gap
which their bodies cannot pass.
One of the Treant
looking bigger and older, looking down at Kyra's eyes. He is the one who
earlier gave the fire girl a warning. His gaze was so strong,
as if able to pierce through the mind and read the intentions in Kyra's heart. However, there is no
the discomfort Kyra felt. This creature deserves to be considered special.
Because of the purity of soul power and aura they can remove the sense of nobility
quieter.
“I've seen what
what you want to show me. And after that, I still believe in
friend, Bara. They were indeed Snow Elves. However, just like humans, Elves
Snow is also good and evil.”
Kyra insists on
they are, if Bara is really not the same as Anata and Bastian. She wanted
the Treants do not judge from race, but rather look at one's heart objectively.
“So you want to say
if your friends have nothing to do with them?” When
asking Kyra, Treant's gaze was on Bara. There was no intention
evil or hatred in his eyes. Only suspicion and alertness
Bara feel. Therefore, Bara felt the need to assert himself. Unnecessary
keep secrets or be careful with them. The Treant Nation which
victim of his family's quarrel.
“I won't say
don't know them. They are my cousins, rebels of my people.” Embers
acknowledging his relationship with Anata and Bastian. Because he wants the Treant Nation
entrust the affairs of his two cousins to him.
Bamm!
The ground shook only
because of one blow from the Treant. The roots of a large, sturdy tree can
holding its weight, it could simultaneously destroy its footing as it decided to
movin' in. Kyra and Bara lose their balance. They were shaken, almost
fall if only the two do not immediately stretch each other to repair
equilibria.
“Please, listen
explanation first! They're his cousins, but that doesn't mean Bara will
defend or help them!” Kyra yelled, trying to convince the tree
the giant wants to give Bara a chance to explain. Bara is not
said a lot, but Kyra could already guess what the Elves wanted.
“So you asked us
close your eyes and let you guys just walk away?”
There is a strong pressure inside
the heavy sound that was issued by the Treant. Kyra until depressed
mentally. His voice didn't come out, stuck in the throat. He just kept quiet, staring
interject without blinking. Bara who was beside him, squeezed out an arm
Kyra while pulling the fire girl back behind her.
“What I want is
permission to clean them up yourself. I swear, punish or kill them,
I'll do it with my own hands. I'm not gonna ask you guys for help.
All I'm asking for is the information you know.”
The Elf was so authoritative
and assertive. That firmness and firm spirit of his heart, solidified doubt
treant Nation. The trees whispered with typical leaf movements, looking like
heart-warming autumn foliage dance. They are discussing, though,
looking for a unanimous decision to believe or not in Bara.
Some trees from
it was silent, staring at Kyra and Bara full of intimidation as if testing them.
When it was felt that the two young people were worthy of trust, they relaxed
vigilance.
“Good. We agree, but
as a condition ... You will not let us get out of this forest
as long as they're still here. Take them away with you or
destroy them all,” said the Treant.
Bara nodded once.
“I understand,” answered.
The giant tree is
his friends, back in, buried their roots into the ground. A glance look,
they looked like ordinary giant trees. However, when they intentionally
letting out her strength and showing her face, Kyra will know if they
be different.
“Thank you for that
willing to give Bara a chance.” Kyra smiled sincerely. There's no fear
nor was he angry after receiving unfriendly treatment from the Treants. He is grateful, though,
if there is a peaceful way out like this.
Kyra's tenderness
evokes the Treant's conscience. He just wanted to go after
giving Bara information, decides to give Kyra a blessing.
The tip of the leaf from the Treant's small stem approached Kyra's forehead, touching
it quietly left a faint mark on the surface of the fire girl. Kyras
stupefied, feeling the flow of cold power entering into his body. His sight
become more clear and sensitive to other forces that are nearby
become stronger.
“What is this? What the hell happened
“It was the nation's blessing
Treant, Kyra,” Bara replied, telling Kyra. Blessing of the nation
Treants are not easily given their blessings. Only the ones they admit and
appreciated who gets it.
Kyra was surprised. It
happy, but also confused. Who made a deal with them,
but why is he who does nothing, precisely given something that
special like this.
“What's okay is given
me?”
“I give it to you, then
you deserve to have it. With that, finding the blue fire bird would be more
easy.”
“You know what
i'm looking?”
The Treant only commented
mysterious smile. They know everything that happens in this world. Roots
they extend into the ground, connected to their brethren
on another plain. If they want to know about someone, they will
it's easy to find out.
“Solve your affairs
with that Elf and the Undead. Then search and destroy all the altars they have
waking up. By following this pattern, you will find a meeting point with what
the one you're looking for.” Rather than giving Kyra a definite answer, they were more
it's nice to test Kyra's thinking like a parent who wants to see her child
grow slowly accumulating life experiences.
“Now, back to
initial purpose. Listen carefully, Bara.” After that, the Treant immediately
diverting conversations. Kyra was a little dissatisfied, but she couldn't force it
desirability. It's good they want to be helped, they shouldn't be so ignorant
you want to ask too much.
“Sure. Tell everyone
all you know,” reply Bara.
Long story short, Anata and
Bastian led a number of Undead to invade the territory of other nations
not without reason. They were building altars in a certain position with
the purpose of building a special formation.
The formation that condenses
dozens of stone altars are believed to disrupt the flow of earth magic and
covering the sky with eternal darkness. Undead numbers are limited, though,
it will become limitless and dominate the world.
To stop all
that is, the various nations in the three great empires have sacrificed many things.
But still, they collapsed and the enemy continued to build
to this day. The only reason why the construction was never completed
just because the Phoenix kept destroying the altar and protecting hope
the people.
All that's already gone
for hundreds of years and more and more, the strength of the firebird was getting weaker. Rather,
the power of the Undead was growing with the number of other nations
join them. This brings anxiety not just to Nakula,
but the Treants and other weak nations.
“There are many altars
destroyed and rebuilt. Including those in our area. But the circumstances
it won't keep coming back to a starting point like this, because the longer it is, the longer it is,
fewer people are willing to fight. We can protect this place
now, but what about later?”
When the Treant Nation finally
can be defeated and their territory taken away, then the entire altar will be
complemented. That is their fear at this time. The position of the altar
it was completely controlled by the Undead's accomplices. Including one of the
built on the ruins of the Snow Elf palace.
“So you said,
my cousins who have been attacking here and there, including
destroying my own people just to build those altars?”
Bara can't hold back
his anger. It was only fitting that the protection magic in his kingdom could be extinguished exactly
when the Undead attacked. It turns out because Anata and Bastian have been
helping the undead army in silence. That's why the Snow Fairy is so
strong, it could lose its power to sleep for hundreds of years.
“If you don't believe,
go and see for yourself. The mountain that was once an iceberg
the Snow Elf Region, had now turned into the main altar that became the center
from thirty other small altars.”
Who would have thought if
it turned out that the attack on the Bara kingdom was the beginning of the development plan
altarpiece. And he who left that precious place knew nothing,
it's not really worth forgiving.
“I will not forgive
they!” bara shouted, exploding.
Now, who wants to
he did was hunt down both cousins and all the Undead in this forest.
Then return to his hometown and tear down the cursed altar
heap up his family's happy memories.