The Last Elementis's

TLE 6'S

In the northern hemisphere of Zoeearth, where there will be no early morning chirping of melodious birds, humans and animals coexist there. It does look like animals have dominated the place, but what actually happens is that humans and animals are one entity. They are apparitions where you can see two kinds of creatures in one body. It seems human at one time, but it is vicious and scary at another. Transfiguration is their skill that you can see, but just as magicians are full of magic, they also have their own specialties. They are called Agrios, the clan of beasts.

Their place was identified as inhospitable land. Instead of crickets, on a quiet night one may find more frequent howling or growling sounds. Wilds are their hallmark. But time has changed a lot of things. Satisfaction is still their nature, but the human instinct has also dominated. So instead of jungle, you will see buildings with roofs like residential houses there. The land of Elwood is a witness to their journey.

"Why is it so dark? Hey at least turn on the oil lamp!"

Someone just screamed. The dark condition of the room makes him have to let his knee hit a solid object.

He cursed. "The child still lacks manners to stay at someone else's house .. ah my lutu!"

A person who had been silent since heard that high voice, but he remained unmoved staring blankly at the darkness. The figure was lying on a bottomless couch. His knees are bent and his hands are crossed. On the surface of that wood, the sweat dripping from his temple left a trail up to a point. He ignored everything not even fixing the child's hair that covered one eye.

"Hasn't he gone home yet?" The one who spoke this seemed to be the owner of the house. His hands were so shrewd as he moved through the wooden shelves attached to the wall. Once his hand found two solid objects, he immediately swiped them together until a flame was created which he directly aimed at a hanging oil lamp.

His vision had just adjusted to the presence of light when he turned around and found another person curled up on the cot. It was too sudden that a sense of shock immediately struck.

"Good God, I'm surprised! Since when are you there?"

The figure asked only turned his head for a while before finally returning to his position. His face looked lazy.

Forgetting the pain, the black-haired man walked over. He returned to voice. "You really went to Troas yesterday?"

Still no answer.

The man who asked pulled out a rattan chair and sat leaning against the wall.

"What are you looking for there?" ask again.

"Can you shut up?" The figure who was lying down finally replied.

Truly unexpected reply. As usual it sounded calm and untouchable, but the listening party instead caught something else.

"Hey ... What's with your voice? Gerald, are you sick?"

"Don't overdo it, Sean." The warning had already fallen, but the man that Sean called out remained unceasing. He got up from the chair and went to put his palm on the temple of the man lying down. Suddenly he laughed loudly.

"Haha! you feverish?" Gerald put Sean's hand away and remained silent. He was not interested in answering that question at all.

"You traveled from Troas to Elwood and now I find you sick?" Sean said in his laughter.

"Hey! What happened to the reincarnation of our Samuel Aplha? Since when do you get sick?"

Gerald hated it every time his friend mentioned something about reincarnation. This only made the pulse in his head more pronounced.

"No, no, you don't get sick easily just because you're tired."

Sean thought of his own answer. After a moment of silence, he returned to his senses when he remembered something. He asked, "Who surprised you?" This time, his eyes were a little flirty. "Is that a woman?"

His expression looked contrived as if he was a professional. "This needs further examination."  After saying that, Sean again placed his hand on Gerald's temple to detect his body temperature. His expression was serious as he began to second-guess. "This heat .. the aura is a little different. Wait a minute, I have to feel it one more time."

Gerald was a little distracted by that. However, he immediately regretted when he heard Sean's next remark.

"Right, no more wrong. It's because of a woman. What did he do until you were so shocked? Our Alpha reincarnation is so weak!"

Gerald jerked that hand hard. He ignored everything and immediately closed his eyes. I don't know why he suddenly felt upset.

You keep saying I'm an Alpha reincarnation, but someone just called me a cat!

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The sun had just stripped off its position in the sky, leaving a trail of light capable of giving light without the slightest heatstroke. This is a good time to spend some time relaxing or taking a walk outside. Very appropriate exposure if juxtaposed with home girls who uphold perfection of appearance. However, not for Camelia who used to practice twelve hours without a break did not know the scorching or rain. It's just that, it would be an exception if he was with Lea, the 'girl' wizard, a childhood friend who until now has not aged. He was going to Leah's house. However, because they accidentally met on the road inevitably Camelia was forced to follow.

The two women were walking through a shopping mall in a public complex. Just a small market containing sales booths lined up along the way. Including the daily market that does sell daily necessities both clothing and food. There are also small printouts such as accessories or souvernir. The owners of the stalls were diverse, there were amagines as well as the wizards, both races were accustomed to mingling.

This is a common thing that can be found in the Land of Zoeearth. The regions inhabited by magicians—both wizards and alchemists— bring biological changes to the surrounding plants. Some people use this method to mark how much the population of amagines and witches live in a place. Not sure the cause of this change, but a previous philosopher had guessed if the changes were caused by the plant itself. The process of assimilation in plants tends to take waste molecules from surrounding creatures. The waste molecules coming from the witch's body mixed with the spiritual energy coming out. Exposure to magic energy will always clearly have an impact. Similarly, amagines are no exception, they have a longer life as a result. Not to be immortal and to be able to live for long, only the aging process slowed down a little.

"Why do you want to stay at my house? Tumben once." Lea was sorting out silk hairpins when Camelia suddenly said she wanted to sleep with her tonight. They are indeed close, but not up to the stage of stay. So Lea would obviously question the reason.

"Suppose you're running away for a moment." Camelia answered ambiguously while her gaze was appraising something in the opposite booth.

Lea's lips pursed hearing this. However, his mind was instantly sidetracked when he found the hairpin he liked. He placed the hairpin with his hands on his head and enthusiastically asked Camelia for her opinion.

"How is this good?"

Camelia had not turned her head when she replied "yes, very good" in origin who immediately got a punch on her arm.

"Hisses! At least look at me before you answer."

Camelia turned her head, but immediately lost interest in seeing the contrasting colors in her friend's hair. "Who would wear such a bright color on his body? You want to deliberately attract attention?"

Lea did not think this was wrong before, but now immediately felt doubtful. "Isn't orange really good?" His voice slowly shrank as he said his next sentence. "If I can get his attention, I'll wear it."

"Replace it."

Lea's sad-looking expression changed back as she began to sort again. He remembered their previous conversation. "You said you ran away? Didn't you say you just completed a task you called 'aborting a friend'? Not that it's good. Why did he run away?"

"Well, I just gave a face remedy and a mirror to my friend, but I didn't know if she'd be happy or not. So I decided to just run away."

Lea had already found a hair-narrow option, but somehow she lost interest in asking Camelia's opinion. So he immediately saved it and paid. Camelia's previous reply was a little disturbing. He muttered, "I just found out that someone who was given a gift was angry so you had to leave in front of him. "

Camelia who was still hearing only shrugged, she continued to tail as Lea moved away. The smile on his face expanded as he said, "Oh, my friend is indeed a little unique."

The two no longer stopped just continuing to walk and look around. This street is filled with many visitors who pass by, but not until crowded. It was only a few seconds ago when the two women suddenly just squeezed in as people started to pull over to the edge. When looking at the slight gap in front, Camelia immediately pulled Lea to be free from there.

"What's wrong with these people?" Lea grumbled to fix her tangled tunic. He also checked his hair worried that there was a messy part.

"He's the cause."

Lea looked up to see where Camelia was looking and found an approaching train with four pedestrians on board. The four people who seemed to be these bodyguards were averagely stocky. The look was getting intimidating as none of them wore tops. Just by looking at everyone seemed to have guessed who this newly arrived entourage was.

"Klan Agrios?" Camelia raised her eyebrows. His intonation was heard asking, but his heart had already agreed.

"The Tirian Company."

Camelia glanced at Lea for a moment before looking back at the approaching train. "I don't know him."

Lea pulled on Camelia's arm as the carriage passed right in front of them. Leah replied, "He's one of the important people in the Agrios Clan. It's natural you don't know him he rarely leaves Elwood."

"What position?" Camelia had not shifted her eyes.

"The department?"

Camelia finally looked. "You said he was important."

Lea approached as the volume of her voice began to shrink. "That's not what I mean, he's the richest man in Elwood."

A sneering expression immediately plastered on Camelia's face. This time he looked at the carriage with a small look.

"just fine. Several times I saw Mr. Kenan visiting Troas and he was just riding a horse alone. Their clan leader alone could be that cementawan. But this guy .. the rich do suck! I suspect this man's true form must have been inferior to that of the cat."

Grip on Camelia's arm tightens. Lea was very surprised to hear Camelia's extremely unfriendly comments.  Leah did not understand about the cat she mentioned, but they would get into trouble if Camelia's talk spread.

"Dear to speak, Mr. Kenan, be respectful to Mr. Tirian."

Camelia only ignored, she muttered, "What is the weakest original form of the Agrios Clan? I think this guy's real form is a rabbit!"