The Undead Knight's
Grandpa Druid and the Perverted Youth
[Before the night of Commander Gerald's visit]
"Haaa. . . haa. . . . . haaaa. . . ."
With a breath of breath, Gillian fell on her back on the grass staring at the lush foliage.
From a house made of 1 large tree trunk not far from him, there was the sound of the thumping of a cane step.
No matter how long, out middle-aged old man wore rather shabby clothes with his little reading glasses.
With his left hand, the grandfather then held the handle of his glasses watching his surroundings.
He then stared intently at the 2 wooden logs the size of an adult had scattered around Gillian.
"Hooo. . . It looks like you've gone up the class from a little boy to a rancid boy."
"Don't call me boy, rancid old man."
Grandpa ignored Gillian. With a loud voice and language that Gillian did not understand, the grandfather uttered something that looked different from the magic that Gillian used to see.
"Naneth K'emen galad loth loa Alda Taure."
The end of his wooden stick was then struck hard on the ground.
Small blue light balls then appear accompanied by gusts of wind from various directions through the trees. The balls of light rhythmically surrounded the wooden and Gillian boulders.
Gillian, who had never seen this magic before, with her energy left, frantically tried to get out of the whirlwind that surrounded her.
The longer the whirlwind is getting louder so that it rises 2 large pieces of wood as if made of paper and pieces of pieces.
"Damn you old man!"
Gillian was also nearly flown.
The old grandfather who stood watching it, laughed cynically seeing Gillian hugging the tree trunk tightly like a lover who did not want to be separated because he was not condoned.
The whirlwind slowly dissected weakly, making the wood that had once flown high as a tree, now miraculously fall to float as high as an adult's head.
The ball of light was then absorbed by the drifting wood. The fragments of small pieces of wood then reunited with the main body to form the hands or feet, and can move like a human.
Gillian's words were astonished yet visibly annoyed.
One of the remaining blue balls of light floated towards the grandfather. The ball of light approached his ear, hovering silently for a few seconds.
The grandfather then looked seriously at one of the shrubs 5 meters away from the tree where Gillian was leaning.
Gillian only realized that something was hiding in the bushes after noticing the old man's vision.
He then took out a small sword from his sword sheath, vigilantly aiming it at the bush.
His hiding is known. A handsome man wearing full protective armor walked out slowly from behind the bush raising both his hands.
"I have no evil intentions. Please, can you put down your sword?"
The young man smiled heartily at Gillian and grandfather.
Gillian looked at the young man who was about the same age as her from head to toe.
The protective suit that the young man wore was the same as the knight clothes that Gillian used to see on display in her father's room.
Even so, he was still suspicious of the young man and fearlessly kept pointing the tip of his sword at his face.
"What does a Royal Knight want to do deep within the Black Mapple Forest?"
Gillian asked firmly to the young man.
The young man looked surprised by Gillian's attitude towards him.
"I'm just lost."
The young man replied briefly a little embarrassed.
"Let your sword go Gillian. You see those blue balls of light around him? it was the Forest Fairy. And forest fairies usually love being on creatures whose hearts are clean and have spiritual energy."
The grandfather said to Gillian as if insinuating her.
