The Last Elementis's

TLE 15'S

Aletta was grinding rice to produce flour. While his hand was rotating in a scope of three hundred and sixty degrees following the rotation of the grinder, his mind wandered to weigh things up.

In that daydream his mouth involuntarily moved. "Love?"

Niles who had suddenly passed by stopped to listen. He was almost crushed but then shook his head.

"You have to put your eyes together if you don't want to grind your hands. But I'm more concerned about that grinder who might soon lose an arm."

Hearing this, Aletta closed her eyes for a moment before finally turning her head with a shot. "Mm you also need to be careful. This special hand of mine could've ACCIDENTally ripped your mouth out."

Niles looked relaxed with a shrug. His haughty face grew more prominent as he combed the hair with his hands back.

"Don't forget my beak may be stronger than your bones."

"Oh, my arms are longer than your size which is only as big as a chicken."

Likened to chicken, Niles was instantly inflamed. "Just wait until I evolve into an eagle! At that time Brother will regret ever humbling a falcon! Also..keep your big mouth or Big Brother will not have a lover!"

A lover?

Aletta's emotions suddenly evaporated.

"Ah lover..." He glanced at Niles. "Do you have a boyfriend?"

After being infuriated and then moving the topic and atmosphere this fast, Niles really felt furious.

"No!"

"What kind of guy do you think suits me?"

Still upset, Niles replied, "you're a perfect match for a titan monkey!"

"Really?"

Seeing the brother's innocent face, Niles was instantly helpless. "Yes go dig up the grave."

Aletta's face was still serious. "Why do I fit in with a titan ape?" Aletta intends to copy this information to measure the true matchmaking criteria later. However, Niles did not expect her brother would so earnestly respond to her.

"He's strong and his body is burly." Niles explained. "...your special hand will mean nothing to her and you will have a happy ending."

Of course Niles was increasingly shocked to see his brother accept his words openly.

"I understand. Then what about you?"

This question is more unexpected. However, Niles still let his mind wander. Before answering he imagined a handsome and charming phoenix. Instantly he forgot his regret.

"I want a strong lover."

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Aletta was done with the flour, but her hands were still faithfully stirring the white powder. Aletta's thoughts about the lover came up all of a sudden because lately Camelia was exposing her relationship too much with many men. Looking at her friend who was already ten steps further away from her, Aletta started to feel envious and thought about.

His daydream was still not broken when he heard the commotion from the side of the house. Out of curiosity he went out to check. The bowl of flour on the table he even brought with him.

The sight with the crowd instantly greeted him when the door opened. Aletta intercepted someone passing by to ask. Seeing some people wearing armor, Aletta thought it seemed like something serious.

"What's wrong? Why so many people?"

"Say there's a body found on the edge of the forest."

Hearing this Aletta's expression mixed with surprise. However, he did not participate when the person asked earlier left to join the crowd.

"It's only fitting that there are many royal knights here."

Aletta hasn't moved on and is still looking around. It only shifts a little when one has entered in his field of view. The figure moved towards him. Aletta felt the world around her slow down. The step by step he saw was so charming, as if bringing with him a light that fell right on the ground that was grounded. It might have been a bit exaggerated, but in his view the figure was covered in a rainbow with golden gliters flying like cotton. Aletta's mouth opened for a long time.

I found my soul mate.

"Excuse me?"

"Miss?"

Even that voice sounded like a flute in the mountains. So cradled that the man had to call several times for Aletta to hear.

"You hear me, Miss?"

"Y-yes?"

"I am Aron, one of the royal knights. We found Mr. Sade's body on the edge of the forest. I'd like to ask your testimony. As a neighbor have you ever heard of Mr. Sade having a history of certain diseases?"

Forget about giving an answer, Aletta just looked at Aron. Awe has made his ears close.

"Miss?"

"Is-yes? Sorry what did you say?"

"Do you know Mr Sade? Does he have a history of certain diseases?"

Aletta nodded then shook her head. "Ah, I know him but I don't know about the illness you're referring to."

Seeing the dazed face of the person in front of him. Aron gave up on asking. He was about to leave but something at his feet made him bow.

Aletta followed that line of sight only to see the white color of the edges had filled the surface of the boots down there.

Aletta's mouth widened. "I-I'm sorry."

Aletta bit her lower lip.

"Have it, leave it." Aron pulled away, uncomfortable with the position. His face remained flat, but he looked at his shoes with a meaningful gaze.

"I'll clean—"

Aron backed off without a word. After nodding as an apology and a farewell sign, he quickly left.

Aletta looked at that back with a clear face. The breath he breathed out sounded riled up.

"Destiny is cruel."

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The news of the body being found is quite shocking, but Camelia prefers to chase someone.

Camelia saw Alaric start half-running as he passed the restaurant. From the direction that Camelia followed this it seemed like the man was going to go to Nory's house. However, he suddenly turns in a narrow passageway that Camelia believes will lead him to a deserted area.

What the hell is he doing?

Camelia had only wanted to monitor it without doing anything. However, when she finally came out of the hall and found Alaric still there, Camelia changed her intentions. Moreover, the reaction of the man now turned calm as well as not waiting for someone. Therefore Camelia decided to approach wanting to ask for a little information.

Camelia's steps she's been pacing. However, just as she was about to grab onto that shoulder, Camelia felt the presence of someone behind. He who had no preparation was immediately attacked until he bounced. The woman's arm that she used to fend off the attack did not escape the footing trail.

Camelia landed in a ring. He clucked to see Alaric had left the place.

"It's not polite!" peekik Camellia. He got up and looked. "Who is this coward?"

While Camelia scanned the opponent's appearance, her hand was busy scavenging the bag to find the sword.

The time is not right of course if you are just looking now. Although Camelia finally found the hilt of her sword, another attack had already come breaking the handle before it even managed to pull out.

Goddamnit!

Camelia struggled with her bare hands. He cursed inwardly and promised to correct the way he kept his sword.

"Who are you?!"

Camelia regretted asking because of course no one would answer. Instead, a straight-sliding kick. Camelia turned her body back to dodge. The tip of his foot he used to kick another leg. However, unexpectedly the opponent twisted quickly until the foot that was supposed to target the head down landed on his stomach. Shortly after Camelia had just landed, she was pushed back.

Camelia fell with her hands on her stomach. He was clearly harmed in the absence of any weapons. Looking to the side, Camelia found a piece of wood and quickly got up intending to use it as a weapon.

The duel began to draw, but Camelia did not have a good thought about the impact of the blow she was dealt. Sure enough, as Camelia gave a hard blow to the other party's head, the wood was cut in half and fell to the ground.

Out of annoyance Camelia gave a powerful kick before finally choosing to retreat.

His opponent was wearing a black robe with his entire face covered which left only his eyes. When the figure landed half-kneeling which meant Camelia's kick was not so influential, Camelia strangely smiled instead. He then said, "I won't ask you again."

As expected, after hearing his words the opponent momentarily fell silent. Camelia took advantage of the moment to draw her sword. He suddenly had a bad feeling.

Just as the sword was successfully unsheathed, something pressing in the air pushed Camelia backwards. As Camelia realized, the wind with strong waves had messed things up around. Camelia made the rescue by stabbing her sword into the ground, trying to block the windstorm around the sword area. With a hairline that had covered part of her face, Camelia looked up to look at the opponent.

A wizard, his inner.

The storm had a drop in pressure, but Camelia's vigilance did not go unnoticed at all. A wizard always makes use of existing elements when fighting. Camelia felt this was just a moment's diversion before the other elements would attack her. Those worries materialized as the ground beneath him began to tremble.

Land is the most difficult element to conquer. Not many wizards can master and control that power. With the duel they had already done, Camelia knew that her opponent's martial technique was something familiar. So he confidently guessed that this opponent was someone from the royal knight. So Camelia began to weigh in on who among her juniors possessed this kind of strength?

Camelia immediately drew out her sword and stuck it out once more. The shock slowly subsided. However, Camelia had to worry about the weight of the ground flying into the air and targeting herself.

That's too fast. However, Camelia could compensate by moving her sword into the air. His swift movements managed to block those lands. Cut it into pieces scattered on the ground.

Camelia swung her sword, again. Making the rest of the raging wind completely disappear. It was a short time before the glacier-shaped ground came crashing back.

Camelia retreated slowly. It's not so hard, but it's too troublesome. Instead of losing to injury, Camelia would suffer from exhaustion and aches. However, Camelia's calm instantly faded as the larger attack came at an unexpected speed. Camelia's eyes widened. He sure can still slash everything, but ....

The set!

The coldness that somehow struck his knees to the entire bone. It made Camelia's defense a little shaky. Camelia's consciousness returned after feeling one incision tear through her shoulder. Worst of all, another one smashed into her wrist leaving Camelia dazed until a prang sound rang out as her sword fell down greeting the ground.

Camelia quickly looked up only to make sure it was too late to dodge when the ground glaster had come closer. With her menacing condition, Camelia reflexively covered her body with her hands even though she was aware the movement would not help at all. For the first time in her life Camelia felt completely helpless.

Camelia no longer cared how often she cursed, but this time she really wanted to curse the cold that did not know this place!

Damnit damnit!

Camelia's eyes reflexively narrowed while the rest of her body began to think about how much pain she would endure. However, at the moment she should have been injured, Camelia felt a hand holding her from the front. It brought warmth, breaking the gnawing coldness. Then a moment later Camelia heard a muffled debum sound in large numbers. While he felt nothing.

Camelia looked up to check. When her head was raised, Camelia's gaze met that of someone's face. The amber eyes looked at him blankly. It's still beautiful like the first time Camelia saw it. But this time there was a pressure that forced Camelia to feel the pain from that gaze. As if the twilight that had just been offered was forcibly snatched away, the chaos around resuscitated Camelia as those beautiful eyes slowly closed.

"You..."

Camelia had not yet finished her speech, her head that had been upright fell on her shoulders.

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Sorry if the chapter is short. Real life is truly beyond help. Hopefully it can still be enjoyed