The Last Elementis's

TLE 4'S

Camelia looked back at the ground full of mirror scattering. His gaze softened this time. He's considering whether to bring that thing or not. Camelia suddenly thought, it's appropriate that her friend was not rich, is all the money she dedicated to these mirrors? The quality of the wood framing that flat object was not even ordinary! It was not willing to hurt his hand with the biggest weight of the mirror. However, on the other hand, Aletta's anger will not be able to bear.

"It's very inconvenient."

At that moment, Camelia heard a rustling sound from the side. When turning his head, the tail of his eyes caught the moving twigs and bushes. It immediately took away all the focus. Next to his eyebrows raised, he felt an awkwardness.

"My land didn't go that way." Camelia had already made sure that her arrows did not cause any problems. However, he pulled back his bow, a slightly alert feeling now lodged in his chest. Encouraged by the circumstances, Camelia began to lead her steps slowly, drawing closer to the source of the voice. It wasn't very clear, but he had just heard a growl. Then his suspicions were immediately highest, he then stopped his steps. This time he captured clearly how the bush was moving again.

"I've been feeling intimidated so what if I expect something bigger than a forest rabbit?" Camellia spoke to herself. Basically, he likes a challenge. So it might be more fun to see a bear hiding there. Although he knew the bush was too short even for the size of a baby bear.

Just alert. Camelia didn't actually remove the handle on the bowstring. He pushed his steps back. What is worth calling a sneak? Because Camelia didn't bow at all. The steps are slow, but it is wrapped with firmness and courage.

The eroded distance made Camelia finally able to peer behind the bush. For a moment he turned excited as he saw something black looking down on the ground. Animal fur, Camelia's sure of it. Assessing its size seemed to be a fairly large animal. However, Camelia's countenance changed when she saw the black hairy figure standing up.

"So just a big cat .. umm?"

The arrow opens automatically. Putting everything back into place, the smile on Camelia's face expanded as she jumped over the thicket about to approach the animal. Unfortunately he did not get a warm reception, the animal he called the big cat stepped back slowly.

"I've never seen a cat this big before. You must be someone's pet from the Agrios Clan. That's why you're definitely not an ordinary cat." Both Camelia's eyebrows are linked. " ...But what are you doing in the Forst Forest?"

Not sensing anyone else here, Camelia thought that this big cat was lost. So Camelia intends to bring her animal findings to the palace. The owner will find it easier if he is there. Camelia's hand was outstretched wanting to wipe the top of the animal's head in front of her. They just met. Camelia should at least provide comfort so that this animal is easier to guide later. However, not until Camelia's hand touched the black feather, the big cat growled to make Camelia's hand stop in the air.

Camelia was not daunted at all even though the animal before her was too savage for the size of the cat she used to carry in a sling. It was just that Camelia was not used to the sensation of being rejected like this, so she just smiled and then pulled her hand back.

"It turns out you're a picky." Camelia thought for a moment before then opening the cover of her bag. "Let's see if I have anything for you to eat. I actually remember putting dried fish in here, but I doubt you'd like to remember your size." Camelia's hand continued to scavenge inside there while her mouth did not stop moving. His gaze suddenly turned to look at the animal.

"... By the way, your employer gave you what? Raw meat? Ah about raw meat .. lest your master eat raw meat instead?"

Camelia's hand suddenly stopped and her face turned serious. He continued,

"This is what I'm confused about. Regarding this Agrios Clan they have another name with the name of the savage beast clan because everything there can transform into animals, right? The question is, when they're in that form how do other people know they're actually ordinary animals or not?" Not to mention the frown on her forehead, Camelia had already found her own answer. "Ah ... savage?"

Again his expression changed suddenly. He saw the animal closely. "Although your size is quite suspended between them, you're still a cat. Too bad I can't call you cute, or your pride might be smeared with such a big body. Did they treat you well? They don't .. wait!" Camelia had just turned her face back to the opened bag when a thought suddenly popped into her head. He looked quickly to make sure the big cat was still a cat. However, in just two blinks of the eyes the black hairy figure had already transformed into a human being who was.

Camelia barely stuttered. "I'm just gonna say it. You're not an ordinary cat."

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The figure of the man who had just taken on a human form clenched his hands tightly. There was anger clearly on his face.

"I'm just gonna say it. You're not an ordinary cat."

The man is not used to serving trivial things especially to people he does not know. However, the word 'cat' that this woman kept repeating made something on her chest rumble. The sentence stuck in the throat just slid away. "As an amagine you have enough guts to judge something unnecessary." The man did not expect everything to happen, although the tone of his voice remained calm.

Camelia herself was not sure which part of the sentence she understood, but there was not the slightest bit of guilt as she replied, "thank you for the compliment."

Even now he was busy looking at the other party's appearance.

The man was wearing a tunic shirt that deliberately exposed his upper chest to a black subordinate who was in stark contrast to his bright skin color, revealing a necklace with the first white pendant hanging at the end. There were tears on the sleeves and shoulders of the cloth that added to the restless impression on his appearance. Strangely, however, Camelia felt heavy turning away from there. As she raised her head slightly, her gaze met with an iris of ashes that Camelia did not need to ask why it was so intimidating. Camelia was unsure of how often she saw the dark brown bandage on someone else's head, but the hair that barely touched the shoulder was perfectly enthroned between the chest of the field and the broad shoulders. Stern eyebrows there make it clear that the presence of Camelia is not welcome. However, this woman who lacked caring knowledge put all that aside and instead walked over.

Camelia's eyes were very clear seeing the other party's knuckles harden, but she casually said, "from now on I will kindly acknowledge the ferocity of the Agrios Clan, perhaps." Camelia stopped a few steps in front of the man.

The cat that came from there alone looks like this, it is entwined.

Camelia suddenly chuckled. "Oh? Did ya? But I'm pretty accurate. You can test it." Seeing the man not answering, Camelia raised her eyebrows and continued, "so are you really lost?"

"No!"

Camelia was quite surprised by the answer without that pause. However, Camelia's focus was distracted by something in her mouth. He cleared his throat making something that turned out to be a seed of badges that almost made him choke now moved to his tongue. As a result of the invading discomfort, Camelia unpreparedly jerked her tongue. Camelia's eyes widened as she watched how the seed flew and landed on the man's clothes. Really am! How could the shit in his mouth move there?! This is not an elegant way to greet a handsome man at the first meeting. But forget about the handsome guy! Camelia was now just thinking about how to take that damn seed out of there!

Distracted by the circumstances, Camelia unknowingly stepped forward making the distance between the two remaining two steps. The man clearly took a step back. However, all of that only added to the confusion in Camelia's head. His mouth moved open but the sound from there was never heard.

"Where are you going?!" Seeing the man about to turn around, Camelia reflexively restrained the other party's shoulders with both of her hands.

"What are you doing!" The man gasped, shocked. The reflex he touched the other party's hand was about to move it away from his shoulder, but who would have thought Camelia was so persistent in holding it.

"Let go!" screeches again.

Camelia is aware of the plot given to her, but she tries to ignore it and find an excuse as quickly as possible.

"Wait a minute." Camelia answered without thinking as the man tried to break away from her grip. "...there's something I want to say" he continued quickly.

Luckily the man did not rebel any further, but Camelia could feel the body stiffening. Not wanting to waste a chance, Camelia immediately took off one of her hands and targeted the seeds that were still attached. The pattern on the man's clothes inhibited Camelia's hand movement. He moved his hand quickly, but he almost got caught. This situation made anyone who saw would think Camelia was stroking the chest of that field. Seeds he managed to get rid of, but really Camelia had no intention of flirting or taking a chance. He went awry when he saw the man's face suddenly turn pale. Not knowing what to do, without thinking further Camelia hesitantly said, "sorry but .. Will you help me lift the mirrors there?"

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Camelia exited the forest feeling cobbled. You could say the morning was so colorful today. However, every time he imagined the perfect sculpture of the face of the man he had just met, his mind always ended up in a mirror and the seeds of the golden fruit. It was as if his entire face was made of thin glass, all cracking apart along with fretful wishful thinking. Camelia would have no face if she met the man again.

Too bad.

As soon as Camelia reached the path she had previously walked, the purple-colored expanse of wildflowers greeted her. Excerpts left by him alone were still fresh. Camelia's chest is inflamed. Not giving any comment, he grabbed the bag cover that was coiled around his waist and pulled out a sword. In one slash all the wild golden flower trees were scattered on the ground.

Putting on her best smile, Camelia proudly said, "For the honor and dignity of all the creatures in this world, I must secure you."

No one could doubt the swing of the sword that was unsheathed by that hand, but Camelia suddenly felt disgusted at venting everything on a plant that even being stepped on would no longer wake up. But to hell with respect. His pride was already shapeless. He looked at the spread of the petals. When all became calm, he returned the sword to its place.

"Never show up in front of my eyes."

After saying that, Camelia was already about to step away. However, the tail of his eyes caught something coming out from the pile of fallen flower stems. It was a blue caterpillar with a black dot spread over its skin. Seeing this, Camelia's irritation subsided a little. Instead of being amused, he walked over observing the animal struggling to move .

Unable to touch her Camelia squeezed her hands in front of her face, anxious. He said, "It's a shame that I can't let you walk on my skin."

Camelia squatted for quite a while just to make sure the animal moved well. Camelia suddenly smiled. The thought in his head moved him to open the cover of his bag, then a moment later his hand held a jar-shaped bubble with a transparent cover.

"I just have this."

The bubble that somehow did not break was pointed to the ground. The caterpillar that was the target entered without any distress. Camelia smiled again.

"Let's hope this thing doesn't fall. Or the wizard girl will scold me for ruining her gift." Camelia lifted the thing closer. The caterpillar goes around a small circle in there. "Rest, this bubble jar won't break as long as I don't slam it. I'll find you a new home, little friend."

After putting it back in the bag, Camelia actually stepped away from there. Camelia was not sure about the new house, but she felt the caterpillar would be useful later.

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