
“Please help save my people.”
Ilfina tried to stop the little lady prostrating, “oh no, please lift your head. Well, yes so,” the veiled girl wiped the tears that flowed from her cheeks, “pacify yourself first. What's your name if you know?”
“My name is Ula, wife of the late Lilua elder named Luat. It has been five years that my people have been ruled by werewolves. They came to my country to take the Ancestral Core that was on my son."
"Right now I don't know if my son is alive or not. I survived because I managed to escape using a ship that usually transports mining materials from the country of Krairon–Erga. That's why I could end up here. I have witnessed for myself your strength, please only you are my only hope.”
Ilfina smiled as gently as a mother who loved her child, “ I know very well what you feel. Don't worry, we will try our best to help you guys.”
The girl then turned to Taring, “again?” the word Taring was so in gaze with Ilfina.
Taring let out a long breath. It's free to argue with a person who is able to make a mini sun if he has already decided something. Even if Taring insisted, surely they would have a long debate whose ends would even make them quarrel like before and Taring was not wanting that to happen.
In Ilfina's mind, helping the oppressed meant the same as guerrilla stealth. He wanted to show that there were still brave citizens who would oppose all the Werewolf atrocities. Therefore he would willingly help anyone he could help.
“Honored King Atalus,” said princess Miria, “please have permission to take part in their journey to help the Lilua people. I was afraid that if I continued to be in this kingdom the Werewolves would later go on a large number of attacks to obtain my Ancestral Core. It would be much safer if I was with them.”
Talking about such things to the king while eating is indeed impolite, but King Atalus is not a stiff king, “if so willed I think it is better for you to come with them. I'm sure Taring, Ilfina and Rhino can protect you. I will also train some soldiers who are ready to fight to defend our kingdom. I feel like a big war will happen sooner or later.”
After the meal, Taring, Ilfina, Rhino, Miria and Ula went to the cave where the previous Krairon lived. At the palace gate belonging to the king Atalus, Taring had seen there are several statues that were installed there, namely the statue of the three of them made of black metal. Taring posed bare-chested with gallant while Ilfina herself stood majestically like a goddess adored by her followers. The rhinoceros was beside them both like the knight's horse.
Not bad, thought Taring.
Arriving at the cave, Miria meets with Larga to talk about something. This time they went into the ground much deeper than before until it made the air even less to inhale.
“I understand,” Larga said as soon as she heard Miria's words.
“As long as I'm gone, you will take over the leadership in the nation of Krairon. You don't mind, do you?"
“With respect I will accept this responsibility. Before that, I had some small gifts for your traveling companions.”
Larga handed over a stack of black armor to Taring, Ilfina and Rhino, “ini was an Antruma shirt modified into armor. Its function is not much different from the previous shirt but more sturdy to be on guard if later you face an unwanted fight.”
The three of them received the clothes and went to their respective rooms to wear them. When entering the room-
“Woah what is it?” Taring was surprised to see the large beast behind Larga.
“Oh this is Trondalo, a kind of dragon that we used to dig the ground. Have you ever heard of the term hollow earth? Well that's all thanks to this beast.”
“There are many types of dragons in the world,” Ilfina explained, “ in contrast to dragons that are on the ground, this type of dragon is benign and has no legs or wings. Their shape is more similar to a snake and can't get fire out of its mouth, right?”
About five minutes later they all regrouped in their own armour. Now they look much tougher than before.
The fangs look handsome by wearing black armor. There was a bit of gold mixture decorating the armor that gave off an expensive impression. Plus the shirt has a special mechanical pin on the back, where when he takes out the wings, the armour will automatically open so that the wing Taring can come out freely without tearing the shirt.
Ilfina has a little funny, there is a kind of thick fur coiled around her neck in white, rather than wearing armor, hers more like the clothes of contemporary fashion-style royal models. Stay with the veil not loose on the face.
The rhino itself looks much tougher and more manly. In addition to the body, the horn on his nose was also coated with a kind of glowing golden-colored metal. There is a portable folding axe that can be stored in the waist belt.
Another case with Miria, her face is now invisible because there is a protective helmet that covers. His body was now completely devoured by the black armor with golden stripes. Even with six hands and a very large body, all the armor was firmly attached to his body. Everyone who was there except Larga was a little confused as to why he was wearing that much armor.
“Oh you must be surprised huh? Out there I can't breathe too much oxygen eat it I need an extra helmet. Plus there are not many surface creatures who are used to our appearance of the Krairon, who knows later when they see my face they even panic and I do not want them to throw me into the air.”
Ilfina who was most offended heard Miria's words. His face reddened considering the incident when he first saw the form of Krairon in this cave to cause the incident of the broken hand of one of them.
“Emmm ...,” Ilfina covered her face can't stand the shame. He let out a funny high voice like a child. Everyone present there immediately laughed out loud.
They then came out with a look that was capable of facing danger. On top of the hill there were four people dressed in full armour who looked very tough. But there was one small problem, how would they go to the kingdom of Lilua in the north there?
“Wear Ilfina magic isn't it?” Said Taring.
“Didn't you remember what happened when we got here? What if I teleport there and then we get to a dangerous place? I will definitely run out of steam first before we manage to save ourselves.”
“Well, under normal circumstances we usually use sea lanes to deliver mining materials,” Larga chiming.
“The problem now is that things are not normal. Land routes are also impossible. Surely the Orcs will get us first.”
“Only one way left,” said princess Miria seized the attention of everyone, “we will use air line.”
“Huh? How-to? I don't want to take you all there even if I have wings.”
“Not that, we will wear a dragon that can fly.”
Then began a dragon hunt that they could make a flying vehicle to get to the land of the Lilua. Previously everyone thought that the mission to find dragons would be smooth because there was a charmer who was skilled in conquering them, Miria. But it was for the tame underground dragon business. They had yet to see the surface dragon ability that had already evolved over time. Weapons of any strength were unable to pierce through his skin, not to mention the breath of fire that was ready to roast them alive.
No one knew that their mission this time was a suicide mission!
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