Tales Of Schaduw: The Half - Elf

Chapter 17: Grandpa Hork's Message

Adellia and Grandpa Hork came up to me. Maybe they both heard the last sentence that the other person said. If only now they would ask that. I can't hide anymore.

"Your name is Tyaga Nasutionkan?” Ask Grandpa Hork.

“Iya Cake.” Answer's short.

Grandpa Hork looked at me from top to bottom, occasionally our eyes crossed each other sharply. Like a rare item, Grandpa Hork's eyes ferociously looked at me, without a single piece of my body not being missed.

“What's Cake? Something wrong with me?” Mumbles.

“Is your body okay? What about your magic energy?” This time it was Adellia's turn to ask the question.

“You mean? Of course my body is not fine, many wounds all over my body.” It was supposed to be that way, it was impossible with the fight with Zardock and the mysterious man did not leave any wounds, even bruises and wounds became an obligation in a war. In fact, not infrequently scratches, internal injuries, and slash marks can be gifts or souvenirs of the house.

“Not that I mean.” Adellia.

“Play no side effects at all after you hold and use my «Ganjur»?” Its effects.

“Oh... Nothing happened. Why?”

“What a weird... In general, if there is someone who is not the owner or the owner of a soul gun that comes out of «Qua» its owner, and moreover at least have the level of a fighter {Fight Earth Five Star weapon will absorb all the life energy and magic of that person.} Said Grandpa Hork.

“But isn't the one who has «Akik Steen» is Grandpa, not Adellia?” My toot.

“True, the one who can control the soul weapon is the owner of «Qua», but who can remove the «Qua» from inside the body or soul of the owner is «Akik Steen», but who can remove the Qua from the body or soul of the owner is Akik Steen, and the one who can activate «Akik Steen» is just a magician with a minimum level of {Eight-} Star Witch Teacher.” Obviously Grandpa Hork.

“Heeeee?? I have absolutely no idea what Grandpa explained from earlier.” Confused while shaking my head.

“Basic people inland, basic things like this just don't know it.” Ejek Adellia, it seems like the life energy and magic are about to recover. Now his body was starting to improve and his face was no longer pale.

“Hey, what do you mean? You challenge me?”

“Basic don't know yourself! Here I serve.” Her speech.

“Already! The war is over, you better get your troops to retreat and rest, and you too, Tyaga. Come back with your people and explain everything that has happened. I hope you can persuade the chief of your people to rejoin the headquarters to unite the forces.” As long as Grandpa Hork has a feud between me and Adellia.

“Good Cake. I'm going back to camp. Let me and a few troops here for a bit to clear up the rest of the battle and investigate Zardock.”'s corpse Adellia obeyed.

“Take some magicians I have chosen to do an investigation.”

“Iya..” Tukas Adellias. After that he left me and Grandpa Hork, approached the remaining troops and divided them into two armies, a heavily wounded force was to return to the camp and a more powerful force followed Adellia to clear the remainder of the fighting.

Many corpses of reinforcements lay withered, the thick red blood still flowing even though the body had become a carcass. The smell of scorching, dust, fishy, scattered loose in the air, became a creepy scent, the sign of war was over. Swords, spears, magic wands, armor, and other war scum became the ornamental items of the bentala. This is the art produced by war.

Grandpa Hork slowly retreated to the back of a tree, he reached into the pocket of his left witch's suit. It seems like a strange and mysterious thing. His eyes glanced right to left as if hiding something from the hustle and bustle of the reinforcements.

“Oh young man, come closer here.” His whisper softly as he beckoned. Without thinking for long I approached her.

“What's Cake? Didn't Grandpa tell me to go back to camp immediately?” Tanyaku lirih.

“Iya indeed, but for a moment I want to leave some letters and goods.” Mystery words.

“Letter and goods for whom Cake?” I asked full of curiosity.

“Sst... Don't talk too much when someone else can hear you. This letter and item is very secret, upon arrival to the camp you must directly give it to your head of tribe or if you can go directly into the hands of the head of your people, the Elves.” He said while offering some neatly rolled sheets of paper with a red rope tie marked with the central royal stamp and also a two crystal balls as small as red and green marbles.

“What crystal ball is this Cake?”

“You, do not ever dare to open the letters and moreover do not let the two crystal balls until lost.” Pinta Grandpa Hork.

“Go back to camp, don't let anyone know these letters and the crystal ball. I really believe in you young man, Tyaga Nasution.” The baby, patting my shoulder. Still he called me “Wahai young man” when he already knew my name.

“Alright Cake, I'll take good care of.” Tandasku was full of confidence.

“Oh wait! I have one more letter for you.”

“What else, Cake..” I was lethargic as if tired of his talk.

“Give this when you want to enter a fighter or magician academy at headquarters. For your problem which is a «Half-Elf» I can understand your situation, but you better hide the identity.”

“I understand Cake. Thanks for worrying about it.” I said, revealing a loose smile and walking away. I am so grateful that after all these wars have ended, plus I have made some new friends. Adellia, Grandpa Hork, and the reinforcements. Looks like Adellia isn't, she'll probably put me on my rival's list.

“On behalf of the Nasution family, I promise. Soon I will see you again, and at that time I will improve my skills again!” From a distance Grandpa Hork returned my smile and waved. His lips were saying something.

“I'll be waiting for you.” Maybe that's what he said.