The Last Elementis's

TLE 3'S

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Aletta's activities that had made foxs again hampered due to the incident of pollution of the house by Niles, his sister. After nagging until the scene of the tail feather removal, Aletta finally cleaned the floor of her house. Niles refused to take the form of a human being, he said he had to treat the wound first or the transformation process will be hampered. Aletta was unable to act far away, Niles was already hysterical after seeing his tail partially butted. How else, whining even Niles wouldn't care. With a little help from Camelia, the war between the brothers was finally broken. Although Camelia had to endure the patience because as long as Aletta mopped the floor, not a second did her mouth stop babbling.

Speaking of foxs, it was a mock magic lamp that Aletta tried to make based on the experience of working in the Pyrgos-alchemist tower that still operates today. The building was supposed to still be part of the palace, but after the change of the head of the caretaker, it was moved to a distance of fifteen meters from the back of the palace. The new head of the board only said it needed new land to support the contents of the tower and then after obtaining the approval of Queen Serafina, a few years later, the northern forest was turned into a magical garden with a tall building in the middle.

The powder that was the supporting particle of foxs was a magic powder that could only be produced there. It is a rare material because only alchemists can cultivate it. The original Foxs from Pyrgos were actually sold openly, but it was a lot of money. So mostly only the high-class witches and the fairly established amagines had that magic illumination in their homes. Aletta herself did work in the alchemist tower, but as an amagine lacking magic ability had hindered her from earning more wages. Besides, it is difficult to adapt.

As Aletta vented her anger on the wet floors, Camelia sat in the corner while judging the two. Niles is still not transformed, perched by a window awaiting a reaction from the drug Camelia gave him on his tail.

"If you're noticed, it's like ..." Camelia glared as she thought of another bird whose tail was shorter.

Niles looked suspiciously, he had enough to be laughed at for lack of tail feathers.

He secretly cursed the black-haired animal that had stolen his tail.

"Don't say!" she was strangled after being able to guess what kind of bird was now in Camelia's head.

Unfortunately, the woman was just ignorant.

"Oh I know isn't he the one who often makes scary noises and wanders around at night?"

"Don't say!"

Birds that sound scary and roam at night? Niles grew furious as the picture of the bird was plastered in the mind. He quickly took on the form of a human.

"I don't like owls!"

Camelia was blown even harder unable to hold the tickle in her stomach. Aletta who was done with her affairs appeared at the middle door, she chuckled along. His anger was instantly gone from hearing Camelia's babble.

"So you still have the face to wander the area of the savage beast clan?" chirps Aletta Satisfied. It was difficult to make his sister aware, at least his sister might be able to think more after losing her gallant tail.

"Yes of course, I'm quite decent. Pair me up with some eagles and you won't see any falcon between us." The bird feathers embedded on both Niles' shoulders moved as the young man combed proudly his caramel hair backwards.

Camelia grinned. He glanced at Aletta and raised his eyebrows. "What is his self-worth? You have a pretty haughty sister."

"Only the chosen ones can be arrogant and I am worthy enough," Niles steadfastly interjected.

Aletta who couldn't stand shaking her hands into the air. He showed off a smile that seemed forced. "Yes yeah yeah I'm just suggesting stay in that shape until your tail is a little more visible." He looked at Camelia, "... So what kind of solution can you give us for our lights, Camel?"

"You really suck," Camelia sneered. He was upset that Aletta changed the mood just like that with that question.  "From this distance alone I can see you're putting too much nerfiss powder in. Though zafeer powder is almost black, but in between the contrasting white powder alone he is almost invisible. Although both materials contain magic energy, you only use natural sapphire powder for light reflection. Do you think the pain can survive?"

Aletta listened intently, but as soon as Camelia stopped making a sound, both of her eyebrows instantly shriveled."Just shorten it, so I have to add zafeer powder or reduce nerfiss powder?"

Closing her eyes for a moment, Camelia said with bated emotions. "oh gosh, add the less."

There was a brief silence. As if getting an electric shock, Camelia turned her head quickly upon noticing her inaccurate remark. His hand raised to dispel Aletta's movements. "Don't add more than two grass—"

It was a pity that the warning had just landed after the sound of an explosion was heard. Nelis, who was sitting across her legs, shook her head to see a puff of black smoke enveloping her brother. He clucked three times before saying, "the next time you have to give proper instructions." Nelis's gaze grew more and more pushy as she continued, ". .. strange two personalities fused in one body, careless and blabbering..ah you have to mop the floor again Brother."

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Camelia immediately set off for the forest once dawn broke. He must find the gotu kola plant to make amends to Aletta. The explosion that hit the face of Camelia's friend left a trace of redness at some point. No wonder considering how the magic light ended. It shouldn't hurt because Aletta wasn't complaining at all. However, since the materials used contained magic energy, Camelia felt that the reddish patches would not be easily lost if left unchecked. Of course Aletta hasn't noticed yet. So he had to hurry before being lectured and get charged for allegedly damaging someone else's soul mate. Oh really! Just thinking about it already made Camelia shudder.

"It's still not fruit season, is it hard to find it?" Camelia muttered as she looked at the several trees above. Spring has been a few weeks, but there is no sign of a tree bearing fruit. Are these things really not related to each other?

After throwing a look down, Camelia was attracted to the wild purple flowers that bloomed so much. Camelia knew it was a badge. However, that was not actually what attracted his attention.

He walked closer, and plucked something else from the flower tree.

"I don't know if you're fruit, but as far as I can see you're all I've found." Camelia looked at something brown in her hand.it was a dried fruit belonging to a golden flower. Camelia liked the sudden bursting sensation when the dried fruit touched the water, so she unhesitatingly stuffed one into her mouth. He took a few more before continuing on. As expected the first fruit that came in was already exploding inside there. It's a bit annoying to feel the sticky little seeds stuck to the tongue, but at least it's a little powerful to kill boredom.

Gotu kola is a wild plant that is easy to grow anywhere else in a humid place. After remembering there was a lake in this forest, without waiting again Camelia went straight there. As Camelia expected to see the plants she was looking for grew very much on the lip of the lake.

"Know this I shouldn't worry too much. How much should I take?" Thinking of it, Camelia had yet to determine how many leaves she had to pick. However, he felt he had to at least prepare a container so that the leaves would not be scattered in his bag. Camelia began to ruffle the contents of her bag. The first thing he found was a mirror. At first Camelia didn't really care, the mirror was only the size of a palm. Immediately he moved it to another hand so as not to interfere with the search. However, mirrors with larger sizes he continued to find. Again and again even this time with increasingly larger sizes. His hands could not hold him, he put all the things on the ground.

"Aletta has this many mirrors in her house? And I can't believe I put it all in!"

There were about nine pieces now scattered on the ground. The last one he took out was the size of his arm. Camelia didn't realize there was this much. Last night he just put it in a bag because he thought the way to delay the problem was to make Aletta not see her face at all. He does not regret. Just a little shock after counting the numbers.

"Did he reflect every moment? Oh, that's right!"

Camelia grabbed the hole of her bag back. His frustration subsided after holding onto something small with a surface like a burlap sack. He finally found the right container. However, as soon as she wanted to pull the small pouch, there was another thing holding it back. It was a flat object, Camelia thought nothing of it and just shifted it patiently. Who would have thought the lips of her bag had become so blocked that Camelia had to pull it out. His casual face changed as soon as he felt the weight of the object that turned out to be very heavy. Camelia's hands had to go the extra mile. As soon as half of the object had appeared, Camelia growled when she realized what this thing really was.

"That's right! I also put in a door-sized mirror last night?!" Camelia's arm muscles are starting to hold. "It's so heavy!"

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Aletta's problem isn't complicated, it should be. However, Camelia had already wasted no small amount of energy in her efforts. After making the muscles of his arm go numb because of the goddamn mirror, now he almost made his legs sprained. Camelia hated to say it, but .. again it was because of the mirror!

He took a long rest of course to break away tired, which he filled with sitting contemplating on the lip of the lake. Quite dramatic considering the atmosphere; the long lake unfolds with a reflection of the sky falling right on all sides, the expanse of gotu kola leaves filling the lip of the lake with a uniform height and width that looks as if it is deliberately strung together, and don't forget the scattering of mirrors that fill the ground makes Camelia feel like she's above the clouds because the mirrors also reflect the picture of the sky. However, all of that collapsed as he stood up and gathered his intention back to pick up the leaves that had been his target since then. Bak was on a dark stage, Camelia only turned her head for a moment as millions of lights had already rained down on her gaze at an unfathomable speed. Too bad it wasn't a floodlight so Camelia wouldn't wait for the applause!

Camelia reflexes closing her eyes. He thought he would lose his sight right then and there. Who would have thought, as soon as he peeked out from behind his fingers, apparently the lights came from a reflecting mirror. Unable to withstand the pressure in her eyes, Camelia retreated to avoid the sting. However, the uneven terrain made the other side of his footing occupy empty space. Lucky for his quickness, he managed to twist his body and landed gracefully among the lush leaves of the gotu kola. One of the boots he wore sagged a little. His leather pants and hands might be smeared by the muddy ground, but at least he did not grind his feet. All is safe and most importantly he gets what he is looking for.

"Well! Is this funny?" Camelia hurried to her feet. Cleansing the spot of soil in his hand with an annoyed look. He looked at the mirrors cynically. "You're playing me?!"

The thought of washing all those things into the lake had just crossed. However, the image of Aletta's wrathful face that had just appeared in her head made her immediately undo her intentions. Camelia turned to look at the expanse of gotu kola plants. He breathed a heavy breath.

"Alright, let's take this and go home."

Since then there is something stuck in Camelia's teeth that keeps trying to escape. Camelia guessed that it was the seeds of the golden flower that were still left in her mouth. However, his grudge on these mirrors made him forget for a moment. Had it not made a bad impression, Camelia might have taken the initiative to use one of those mirrors to help her let go. But forget it. Camelia was so unkind!

What an annoying morning, Camelia thought. This is no different than when he failed a dozen years ago to aim for his arrows. It's so fucking shitty! Camelia to avoid, feeling reluctant to pass through the mirrors.Small pouches containing gotu kola leaves she put roughly into her bag. Still in a bad mood, Camelia picked up the dart slung over her shoulder and searched for a bow among the millions of contents of her bag. Without gauging where the target she was about to take to, Camelia pulled the bowstring firmly. As if all the hatred he had piled up on the tip of the arrow, his shoulders became light and tight on his chest slowly reduced as the arrow shot far forward. The sensation of instant gratification dominates. One corner of her lips was finally pulled.

"I wasted a lot this morning." The rumbling in Camelia's stomach sounded. He even noticed there was a gap between the corsets attached to his waist. "Ah I haven't even had time to have breakfast."