Queen Without Crown

Chapter 115 Friends In Trouble

When dawn broke in the eastern horizon, the Elfian army was already preparing to continue its journey. They were now on horseback and leading the iron-shoeed legs over the steep slopes.

Through the gap between the fig trees, King Satria looked down towards the rocky stream that meandered at the bottom of the valley. The stream then swooped down to form a curtain of water that fell on the rocks that poked from the bottom of the river. The rapids reflected the sunlight that dazzled the eyes.

After arriving at the flat and somewhat wide streets, they began to race horses at high speed. The wind blew their hair and made it flutter. Their skin as white as frozen snow glittered under the sun. They rode regardless of the surroundings, their focus was only on the vantage point ahead.

Without feeling the sun was already overhead, the shadow of a horse that shot as fast as an arrow bow was now directly below them.

"Gornerbahn is at the end of that hill." Eldrige shouted from the back of his horse. His red eyes looked dim under the scorching sun.

King Satria looked forward to a hill overgrown with trees whose branches were molten.

"May we not be late. " She said, as if to herself.

Not long after they reached the foot of the hill, from a distance there began to be sounds of battle. The sounds of metal clanking clashed with each other in tandem with the sounds of war.

King Satria drove his horse faster towards the battle arena. There the warriors of Watu Ijo Kingdom are being pushed back by Daemonie troops riding scaly and fanged horses called Squama. While in the air, Strix birds circled around hunting prey.

The king of Satria immediately drew his sword and melted himself into battle followed by his entire army. They provided assistance to Watu Ijo's forces.

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Wuuts..

Slashwas..

The arrival of the Elfian troops was like an infusion that drained power on every pulse of the Watu Ijo warrior. The confidence of the Watu Ijo soldiers increased. They swung the sword with all their remaining strength. They are determined to avenge the death of a countryman who lapsed under their feet.

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Daemonie troops who from the beginning had suspected that his opponent would get help immediately changed strategy. Slowly without realizing it, Daemonie forces moved in circles and surrounded the combined forces of the two kingdoms.

The terrible weapons used by Daemonies mercilessly slash opponents. Their bloodthirsty scaly horses bite and tear apart the horses the opponent rides. The unlucky horsemen immediately fell to the ground. A haughty grin appeared on Lance's face, the leader of the Daemonie army.

But he was too early to look down on the newly joined enemy. It didn't take long, the enemy troops began to balance themselves.

Elfian warriors were formidable warriors. Although their physique is fairly beautiful, but their strength even exceeds the Nordic nations who are famous for being ferocious and large-muscled.

There had not been an hour, Eldrige had already managed to knock down a few Strix tails and kill him with his beautifully carved dagger. The elf stood on the stirrup with the sword drawn upwards. In the air there were still about a dozen black-colored demon birds circling hunting prey.

"Thankfully you'll come soon. " Said King Gaurav when he met King Satria.

The Satria King smiled widely as he swung his sword. "Yes, you'll have to treat me later to get back at him. "

There is nothing more satisfying than fighting with an old friend. They seemed to reminisce to the years that had passed when they fought together against the enemy.

In fact, even though their age is getting older but it does not dampen their spirit and physical strength. King Satria is still gallant and nimble to take down opponents, while King Gaurav looks increasingly tough to face his enemies.

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Sreeet..

The bleeding from the open wounds gave off a rancid aroma in the air.

Although the number of Daemonie troops doubled from the combined forces of the two besieged, their strength is now starting to split. The gap began to appear. The Elfian and Watu Ijo forces continued to urge and disband the Daemonie formation.

The Strix birds continued to swoop in and annex the heads of the enemy soldiers. While the Squama Riders stormed with a thump.

The sun was about to slip towards the west and they had been fighting for more than three hours yet had no idea when the battle would end. The horses were getting tired, foam mixed with blood dripping from the mouths of the animals.

King Satria continued to encourage his army. No one knows what will happen in the end. All they can do is keep fighting and not give up.

Suddenly from the west was seen a long silhouette that reflected dust and galloped closer. An army of hundreds of burly men with brightly colored hair and flashy war costumes joined the battle.

"Yeah.. " They shouted while swinging double-edged swords and long-handled axes.

The vastness of Daemonie's forces at least got a match from the newly joined Nord forces.

The Norman King, wearing a silver armor and a unique spiked helmet covering part of his bright yellow hair now braided in two, led his fiercely moving army.

Daemonie troops seemed to be hit when they realized how bar-bar Nord troops. They even threw Strix birds with iron hammers and made the birds fall and return to their original forms.

Seeing the unfortunate circumstances, Daemonie's forces withdrew. They spurred Squama away from the battle arena and left clawed footprints on the ground.

Until midnight, it was still raining and watering the scattered bodies. There was a feeling of sadness at seeing that heart-wrenching state. The tired soldiers fell asleep in the cold.

This morning the rain stopped. Some soldiers began digging holes in the hills to bury the bodies of their comrades killed yesterday. They also buried the corpses of Daemonie troops properly.

In the sky from the southeast, there was a white dot flying over. That point gradually turned into a dove. From the engraving on the ring that is circular at one of the feet of the bird, it can be known that the dove came from the Kingdom of Angsana.

The king of Satria took out a paper roll tied to the bird's feet.

Until this morning we were still stuck at the border of the Banger River. Please send help.

"The Angsana forces are restrained on the border of the Banger River, we must immediately send help." Said King Satria after reading the message in the paper.

"But we can't go there all. We have to keep this place so Daemonie troops don't get into our territory." King Gaurav said with a grim face.

Then the king of Satria said, "Well, I will go. You guys stay here! "

After that King Satria began to organize his army. After bidding farewell to King Gaurav and King Norman, King Satria again led his army to the southeast. They are now heading towards the border region of the Angsana Kingdom.

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Princess Juwita opened the sheet of paper she had often read it on the table. The candlelight illuminates the beautifully scratched writing with italic written letters. He had already memorized the entire contents of the book, but he never got tired of reading it. The book was given by her mother on her 15th birthday.

His large, palm-shaped black eyes then stared out the window. Her days are now lonely even though in this palace there is still her aunt and two cousins.

Her uncle had been away with his troops since yesterday, the girl took off with a drop of tears hanging in the corner of the eye which then descended past a small mole above her cheekbones.

The world he had known all along had changed. The atmosphere of peace and security has been replaced by crime and war. Only the story in the book given by his mother may still leave a story about the beauty of life.

Princess Juwita suddenly flinched when she saw the shadow in front of the window. Then the window glass was knocked.

Tok..

A handsome young man smiled behind the glass window. A pleasant face that seemed unaffected by the precarious state of things lately.

The young man's hand waved hinting for the girl to follow him. Princess Juwita was tempted to follow the young man. He then went out through the door next to his room that went straight to the yard.

"I want to show you something. " Say the young man with a smile still on his lips. His tall body was moving in the shadow of twilight.

Drive in front with footwear that makes a rustling sound when stepping on dry leaves. While Princess Juwita followed him a few steps behind.

"Where are you taking me, Prince Ryota? " Task the girl as they are now in an artificial pond area surrounded by trees whose branches are leafless.

"There. Come on, not far away." Prince Ryota did not stop his steps and continued to walk through the edge of the pool.

There are several orange-white koi that pop out and reveal their backs from the dark surface of the water. Princess Juwita's eyes momentarily diverted to those beautiful creatures but soon returned to the young man in front of her.

"It's almost dinner time and soon Aunt Akemi will have the waiter call me. You'd better...Oho! " The sentence that was already at the tip of the girl's tongue was again swallowed and replaced by a sigh of admiration.

"What do you think, Princess? "

"I am speechless. How did you find this place? " Princess Juwita's hands were cupped in front of her lips.

In front of him thousands of fireflies floated above the bushes. With the background of the twilight sky getting darker, the glowing light from the insects made the atmosphere feel mystical. Beautiful and mysterious.

"I only found out about this place yesterday. I came by accident while walking alone to clear my mind. " The young man's face slightly blushed, the fingers of his right hand combing his black hair backwards somewhat awkwardly.

"clearing your mind? "

"Don't consider me shameless for letting myself stay in the palace while people go to war. I've asked Uncle Sagar to take me, but he forbids. Uncle wants me to look after Aunt Akemi, Lintang and Wulan. And so is.you." Prince Ryota lowered his head for a moment while swallowing his saliva.

"Thank you for showing me this place. Turns out you're not so annoying. " Rows of white teeth adorned the girl's smile. The last gentle twilight glow highlighted her beautiful face and caused an unusual pounding on Prince Ryota's heart.

"You're so pretty. " Prince Ryota said involuntarily as his eyes looked at the girl's face.

The mood suddenly felt strange.

Princess Juwita suddenly felt an alarm of danger to stay away from the young man. He belongs to Eldrige. Although the man had been gone for almost a month without news, it did not mean that he would be close to another man.

"Ehm, I think it's dinner time. Thank you for bringing me here. " The girl was a bit nervous turning her body around and walked at a fast pace leaving Prince Ryota who was still dumbstruck as he realized his feelings.