The Last Whiteblood's

His magic disappeared

the Rabadar Kingdom

The trail!

The sword slipped from Daendra's grasp. He stared for a moment at his sword that was already lying on the ground, then looked down.

"What's up, Prince? You're not feeling well?" ask Thomas, astonished.

"No. it's just.." Daendra grunted softly. "Okay, I don't know either"

"Then, we end the training today"

"Alright" Daendra nodded then walked away. He took a bath to refresh his body and mind. Daendra was confused on her today.

Finished his bath, he took a walk in the third-floor corridor. He looked out into the field, where Rena was training with an old priest. That old priest was the only Priest that Rabadar Kingdom had.

Rena looks very serious, she continues to train her abilities. While Daendra was watching Rena practice, Dominick came to him.

"Uncle?"

"Well, Daendra?"

"Not really"

"A peek at your girlfriend's rehearsal?"

"D-he's not my girlfriend"

"Oh, so? So, what's your relationship?"

"Can we turn this conversation to another topic" Daendra began to get annoyed.

"good. I've seen you familiar with Arion lately. I'm curious about you, you used to hate her, right?"

"I've been watching him for six years, he's different from the other kids. I know he's not from a real noble, but he likes to be friends with anyone, even though he likes to be nervous and crummy at first"

"really? Then?"

"Arion knew I hated him, but he was always willing to help me, help me and protect me under any circumstances"

"What kind of reason is that?" Dominick Mumbled. "Aren't you afraid that he's taking over the King's position from you?"

"No, after all, he himself did not want the position"

"And you believe?"

"Yes"

"Don't be naive, Daendra. Even though he looked innocent like that, he definitely had his own intentions"

"If that's what he wants, then I'll just give up that position. He can lead and I can direct him, we can make this kingdom more advanced"

Dominick frowned. "Daendra, don't-"

"Uncle, I believe in Arion and vice versa. I don't know where he comes from, what he's descended from, I don't care. I've learned to appreciate someone. I'm not like I used to be, Uncle"

Daendra walked away from Dominick. Dominick turned to Rena who was training in the field.

"Daendra's not my plan anymore"

***

the Midorian Castle

Frimeya was already beginning to come to his senses, he opened his eyes slowly. He found himself in a room he called his room. It was already night, the full moon could be seen from his room.

"Arion.." murmured Frimeya, suddenly his head became sore.

Tok tok...

Someone knocked on the door from the outside.

"You're sober?" it was Eden's voice.

"Yes, I'm conscious. You can come in"

Eden opened the door slowly. "I just opened the door" he stepped inside and stood before Frimeya.

"Are you better?"

"I don't think it is yet but it's gone" and Frimeya remembers Arion.

"What Arion"

"No, I don't know where Arion is right now" Eden interrupted Frimeya's speech.

"That's it, yeah"

They were silent for a while.

"I still can't believe Princess Faesa did all this" Frimeya said.

Eden did not respond, he chose to gaze at the full moon.

"What will-"

"Miss Frimeya, you better rest first. Thinking of something heavy will slow your recovery"

Eden turned around and was about to get out. "As for Arion, I will try my hardest to find him. Just relax"

Eden's gone. Frimeya turned to the full moon. He prayed that Arion would be fine.

Eden stepped down the castle. He put on his robe and walked in a hurry. Serva approached.

"Eden, where are you going?"

"This Demi-Human issue is getting more complicated, I have to move fast. About the spider man, take care of him and do not run away. I'll be back soon"

"Where's your goal?"

"To my Uncle Mender Blackclaws"

Serva is shocked to learn that Mender is Eden's Uncle. A world fugitive and the most despicable assassin who committed a massacre of several families in a village several years ago.

"I'm leaving. Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Midorian"

Eden spurred his horse, moving quickly away from the castle.

"Please, help me this time, Mender"

Somewhere else...

"You're going alone?" ask one of the officers.

"Yes, I'll hunt Mender myself. You guys stay here, I've appointed a deputy to lead" Alice replied.

"alright. Come back safely, Captain"

"of course. I'm off"

"Just wait, Mender. I'll kill you there!"

***

- ???

Far from Rabadar Kingdom and Midoria, there is a dormant volcano at the foot of the mountain filled with forest with trees with bright blue leaves.

Not far from the foot of the mountain, there was an old hut surrounded by a small garden. A young man had just walked out of the hut carrying a large basket on his back.

"I'm going, Grandpa" he said.

"Yes, be careful" the voice of an old man emerged from inside the hut.

The young man walked away from his hut. There was a river not far from the hut. The river has clear water and plenty of fish.

The young man was going to cross the river. He intended to gather leaves and wood, but as he crossed over, he saw someone lying on the ground surrounded by some deer.

"Eh? That people?"

Out of curiosity, he approached the man and drove away the deer there. There was a guy in a nice shirt, there was blood on his back and it was still flowing.

"He's hurt" he murmured. The young man wiggled before lifting the person up with both arms. The young man returned to his hut.

"Grandfather, I'm back"

His grandfather who was busy with the furnace did not see what the young man was carrying.

"Huh? Very quickly" replied his grandfather.

"I brought people"

"What's? No kidding. Must've been because last night you slept with Dimo, your brain was screwed up"

The young man gave a look like one was holding back in frustration.

"Look at what I brought"

The grandfather looked back, he was surprised to see the person his granddaughter was carrying.

"God! Why didn't you say that from earlier? Quick, put him in bed" said his grandfather, he left his desk earlier.

"It took a century for Grandfather to hear my words" the young man grumbled as he put the man into his bed.

"Why him?" ask Grandpa.

"It looks like he's hurt. There's a stab in his back"

"Obati fast or he'll bleed to death"

"Cool.." muttered his grandson.

"Reply bring the medicine"

The old man took off the man's clothes and turned his body. There was a puncture wound on his back and it looked like it was still new.

The young man returned with some traditional medicine. They began to treat the man's wounds.

Once in the bandage, they let him rest on the bed.

"His heart rate is normal" the young man said.

"Good, now let him rest. Go back to work"

"Yes, yeah, I know"

..

...

....

Arion opened his eyes slowly. He found himself in a foreign place. He moved his head to the side, there were various furniture and fire stoves there.

"This. where?" ask Arion, slowly.

An old man went into the hut. The man had short hair and gray hair, his beard and mustache were white, but his body was still fit.

"Oh, you're sober" he walked up to a table and picked up a cup and gave it to Arion.

"Here, drink first"

Arion rose from his fall. Without hesitation, he gulped it down, but a second later he spouted it back out.

"Bitter! What'sthis?"

"It's a drug"

"Why is this so bitter?"

"Because it's medicine. Holy hooch! Just drink, so that your energy will recover. Your Qubemu flow is in chaos"

Arion closed his eyes while taking the medicine fast. He frowned and gave the glass back to the old man.

"Thank you"

"You're better?"

"Lumayan. Where's me?"

"You're in Argenhill"

"Argenhill? Where's this?"

"It looks like you're far from your house. My granddaughter found you on the river bank unconscious and you were hurt by a stab"

Suddenly, Arion recalled the fight between him and Faesa. Massaging his temple, Arion felt he was sent there because Eden brought up the teleportation gate below.

"Son, may I ask you a question?"

Arion nodded.

"It's just my eyes that are troubled or something"

Arion frowned. "I mean Grandpa?"

"Your hair is white" he replied.

Arion was startled, he took his hair that was unraveling backwards. Arion's eyes bulged, his hair completely white, as white as snow.

"This is.impossible, right?"

"What's up, son?"

Arion looked at the man's face. "The magic is gone"