The Journey of Eternity

Trace 43 - Absorbent.

Feeling too guilty, Khira asked the many maids who used to be in contact with princess Bella. But no one knew of the existence of the princess. With sadness, he thought he could calm himself by watching the sunset by the beach, as Miss Eri said. I should've seen him earlier, would he have been angry? No he is not that kind of person, right?, the confused inner Khira.

He walked along the beach and was about to sit on the sand, the west end was already really bright, the moment of the sun's return. Suddenly Khira heard the laughter of someone quite loud, not far from her.

“Haha... What is Miss Bella salalu so?” said someone whose voice was very familiar to Khira.

He immediately stood up to check, finding Arlo and the princess sitting together and they both looked very accrued. Khira styled with a surprised face while her mind was everywhere.

“Eh... Mr Arlo? What he did with the princess. Lho... My chest feels tight, no wound?”

The man restrained his chest and looked on with a resigned look. Along with that, the sun had already completely sunk and made the day dark.

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Arlo and the princess were still sitting by the beach until the sun sank. They talk about things that can be considered important to Arlo, until he begs the girl for something.

“So so, maybe for the ship you're talking about. I can't help, but I will. My dad won't be that easy to give up his favorite stuff. Just hope he can understand, Prince,”

“I'm looking forward to your help, Miss Bella. Sorry for the trouble, we meet next time.” Arlo gets up and walks away from there, leaving guilt on the girl.

For a while, the girl sat there and looked at the star-covered sky with the moon almost full, as if it were her mother. From the appearance of his face alone, it can be recognized that he was sad, again.

On the other hand, the princes who were given duties were already inside the forest in their respective places. Until they accidentally meet at the same point. A bad look, radiated through their eyes that did not blink.

“Stop looking at me, Suram!” snapped Prince Michel with all his might.

“You are the one who stopped looking at me, and don't call me as nice as that jidatmu,” replied in a lazy tone.

“So, did you get the item you were looking for?” chirp the blonde, with a condescending look.

“Already, why are you asking. I think you haven't found it, it's read in your mind that,” replied again in a lazy tone, getting lazy.

“You can read people's minds! Whoa! Gawat, he must know the gift that Miss really wants, Shit!” muttered, insinuating.

“What do you think I am. I mean, you ask like that means you're feeling anxious, that's all.” the sentence is finished along with the man sitting under a tree nearby.

With his leisure, the blonde stated that he had also gotten. Hearing the news from the person he trusted, he said it was on the north side of the kingdom lying in the abyss. In silence the gloomy one only thinks of the head of his opponent, is he really sane. On the other hand, the path was too bad for the night. Because there are many nocturnal animals that are active and foraging at this time.

“So you think so? All right, thanks for the information. I go first.” The man just walked away, without caring about what his opponent was talking about.

Prince Hendric just kept his eyes closed, feeling sleepy until he fell asleep soundly under the tree. Until something bad stings his nose and wakes him up. Something not far from him, it seemed faintly evaporating and forming something not too obvious.

Until something shot up from behind him and almost scratched his ear. A long nail with a bloodstained one, stuck right in the tree in front of him. Slowly the tree shriveled and dried up quickly. The same thing repeated, until he had to pull his sword to hold the strange nail.

From a distance, it faintly appeared that someone was walking towards him. With bulging eyes, erasing everything that looked bored from him. His face was aghast at something standing not far from him, until it was as if he could not breathe.

“Halo... prince, hihihi...”.

A man who was no stranger to panngeran eyes, with a body that was still not intact and kept yawning recovered. Standing straight with a terrible smile, towards the prince. His eyes bulged wide for the first time, with a sword whose reflexes were pointed at his opponent. Prince Hendric trembled in fear.

“Lho? I won't hurt a haughty prince like you, we'll just enjoy the pleasure of the last moment. I'm right, aren't I? Prince Hendric, haha..” the man laughed softly and simply vanished, lost behind the forest bushes.

The prince simply collapsed limply, leaning under the tree by adjusting his breathing. His eyes still did not blink and glared in fear. For this time he may still be lucky, but I don't know what will happen next. Based on the sentence he said, it was most likely that he would come back again, and it was not long.

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In the morning, the princes regrouped in the hall after they slept outside the castle. With two gifts lying on the table where the king sat. Somehow say it, but the king looks not too happy.

“So, here's the gift?”

“Ya..”

“Alright, for today get here only. You can rest until noon changes again.” The king left with two bags of gifts in his hand, without showing the princess who had been standing behind him.

Elsewhere, Arlo just woke up and stretched. For this time he slept with Ferdi, keeping watch on Eri remembering the events yesterday that made it difficult for him to breathe. Khira apologizes to the princess and she stays on top of her, even though she's in the room.

“Do you feel it? Ferdi. It looks like something bad is going to happen again,” Arlo said, staring out the window.

“Come sir, but it looks like it could happen. Who is the devil who has four hands?”chirps Ferdi tilted his head.

“She was a wasted prince, like this me. But he lived in the eastern region of the land of death. Somehow he was dumped by his own family,” explained Arlo, looking down at his own answer.

“Is he that strong?”

“As a demon, his strongest weapon is a soul weapon born from within him. But the man was different, he had no soul weapons to fight. He absorbed the life force and power of strength to recover his body and made whatever weapons he wanted.

...To date, I have killed him three times. But again, he showed his face in front of me and always smiled broadly to invite me to fight.” A long explanation, answering all the man's questions automatically.

Ferdi was silent at the words Arlo said. Given how he could stay alive after he actually died like that. he looked similar to the immortal Arlo. Wounds as severe as anything that does not attack his vitals, slowly healed by absorbing the life force and power of an object.