The Various Kinds of Stories

Sloppy White Knights and Witches - TiniMartini (Event)

The wind blew open several pages of magic books, Afra the round-eyed sweet girl was sitting lazily interested, finally stealing a glance at the magic book lying on the bench beside Afra sitting. Afra then copied the writing from an open page to a dry leaf.

Not to steal a spell, it's a gift from the wind. Thank you for the wind. Afra grinned to put dry leaves into the pocket of her robe.

Afra cast a spell, it turns out that the spells that he intertwined are a useful attack spell to attack the opponent. As the spell was spoken a bluish-white light began to slowly come out from Afra's palm. Afra's mouth was still uncompleted to chant the matra but the bluish light was perfectly formed in Afra's hand like a huge blob of light balls.

Afra stopped casting spells, Afra's trembling hands were already not strong enough to withstand the energy coming out of her hands. Afra began to panic as her eyes glazed over in fear that the power she had could hurt her friends.

But Afra could not control the energy that kept coming out even though he had not yet tidied the matra, there was no way but to ask friends for help.

"How is this ? Guys help me!"

Afra walked slowly closer to her friends.

Afra's friends were staring at Afta's pale face with a large clump of energy in her hand.

Afra stepped towards her friends asking for help controlling that power. Afra gasped in shock not the help he got, but his friends walked backwards and ran in disarray looking for a hiding place to hide from Afra.

Afra could only freeze in silence while still bracing herself so as not to cry. If Afra cried it could have been a blob of bluish light that exploded making himself and friends hurt.

Afra does have advantages from other friends. The spell will be easy to react in the body of Afra, the cause is because Afra is a pure descendant of a white witch and a protective fairy. Unfortunately for the reckless nature of Arfa, the power became a curse for him to make friends and other witches avoid Afra because Arfa had made chaos several times until his friends almost lost their lives due to the act Arphae.

Tear brushed off Arfa's hand making a wisp of bluish-white light flung far into the middle of the forest.

I told you not to mess with your clutches. Tear nagging Afra.

Afra hugged Tear silently and sobbed, Afra felt grateful that Tear was helping her if there was no Tear, maybe Afra had become ashes. Only this man was always next to her.

BUMMMMM..

The sound of a big explosion along with the light that blinds the eyes from the direction of the forest followed by a vibration that blows up to where Afra is.

The senior Witches approach Arfa warning Afra not to learn any dangerous spells. The Senior Witches disband the rehearsal event all back to their homes leaving Afra and Tear.

Tear's father, the head of the senior witch, punishes Afra, who is already reckless and punishes Tear, for neglecting to watch over Afra until tragedy strikes. They have to check the damage from Afra's carelessness and fix everything.

Since childhood Tear has been assigned to supervise Afra. If not for getting a direct assignment from his father Tear may be like other friends who avoid and away from the culprit of destruction named Afra.

Tear and Afra were walking towards the forest about to check as badly as what the result of this girl's carelessness was. Tear cast a light spell, the finished spell cast appeared a small light floated in the air illuminating their journey.

The night is getting late night animals come out of the nest to find food. Afra continued to hold onto Tear's robe due to the occasional fear of Afra hiding her face to Tear's back when there was a rustling sound when it was just the sound of leaves being blown by the wind.

They reached the strange location there was no damage to the forest even though the explosion was very powerful.

"Ohhhhhh."

Afra yelled something was pulling on her robe. Afra turned around and there was a man who was lying down wearing a body that had been torn apart with blood. Tear checked the life marks on the man.

"This man is alive. Look how powerful your strength is, fortunately this man wears a harness if I have not made sure this man is already in the afterlife. Afra I've told you several times to learn controlling spells and binder spells just don't learn other spells. Do you think my words are just gargles?"

Tear was furious with this girl, always putting her in trouble because of her careless attitude.

"I've mastered all the binding spells, but for controlling spells it's still difficult. I'm bored, I also want to like the others learn attack spells and protective spells. Why mom and dad should be gone before I grow up. If they're still around, I'll be taught how to control this damn power."

Afra pouted as she blabbed out all her complaints. Tear's smile restrained leaving a slight movement on her lips. Tear is angered by Afra seeing her talking to herself raving incessantly to be an entertainer during a time of trouble for Tear. If only Afra was more quiet and reduced a little carelessness, maybe Tear had expressed his feelings to Afra who Tear had long been quiet at heart.

Tear holds up the injured man and takes him to Afra's house. Tear couldn't have brought to his house the business would have been long if caught by Tear's father. Afra's house is very safe because it is far from the house of other witches plus Afra only lives alone.

Tear treats the wounds of the unknown man, Afra just mamandangi handsome face Tear, his good attitude and deft make Afra fascinated. It was like making Tear his, but it was just Afra's dream, he realized who Tear was and who Afra was. Tear couldn't possibly have liked the sloppy Afra. To love in silence is enough for Afra.

Afra's heart aches when remembering the views of people looking at him like a pesky carrier mustard. Ignoring and avoiding Afra as blatantly as the Afra plague. Afra did not want to make Tear more difficult because of her.

Tear leaves Afra alone with an unknown man. Unknowingly the exhausted Afra fell asleep on the couch.

The light of the sun entering through the window of the house shone on Afra's face disturbing her sleep, Afra woke up rubbing her eyes focused on her vision. Afra awakens to wake up the figure of an unknown man disappearing.

Afra searched all the rooms in the house, the man was not there, Afra ran out of the house until at the edge of the lake her eyes recognized the figure standing in the water with a transfran shirt because it was wet so that her chest and stomach muscles were clearly visible wetting her wound.

Afra regained consciousness from her perverted thoughts closing her nose. "Master, can you get out of the water, your wound is not dry yet!" Afra gave a warning to the man she just met.

The man obeyed Afra, slowly coming out of the water toward Afra.

Degs.. Degs.. Degs..

Afra's heart raced faster until her voice could be heard seeing the man approaching her. The man rubbed the remaining blood over Afra's lips and grabbed Afra's face. Afra was only fixated on what the man was doing. Suddenly Afra's face was hot along with the change in the iris of the man's eye which was pitch black to blood red.

"Call Me Fawwaz." Tell the man.

"Fawwaz". Afra obeyed the man.

Afra is hypnotized when Afra's brown eyes meet Fawwaz's red eyes. A dense fog enveloped the two of them, Fawwaz absorbed Afra's energy to heal his wounds. Slowly the wounds on the fawwaz's body disappeared without the slightest trace like those wounds had never existed.

"Who's your name witch ?"

Afra is awakened to hear the heavy but delicate voice of barito Fawwaz. Hearing his voice, Afra was amazed like it was the voice that Afra had longed for.

"Afra Naila." Answer Afra briefly

"Who gave you that name ? When you meet something like me again don't ever mention your name !". Fawwas commemorating Afra.

"What happened to my name? Why can't it be said? Why would fawwaz call something instead of someone?"

Afra asked Fawwaz a few questions as he continued to follow Fawaaz from behind into the forest.

"My people want a man born on the night of the 13th full moon. That's the meaning of your name it looks like someone already gave you a sign, to make it easier for my people to find you. My people are not human cannot be called by someone. The demon is the nickname that humans gave my people." Fawwaz.

Afra did not easily digest the explanation of Fawwaz pensively thinking about what Fawwaz said. Afra did not believe Fawwaz's explanation because the name was given by the witch chief directly. There's no way Tear's father had any bad intentions on him.

"Dam.. I can't go back ! The protector cracked in the explosion last night." Fawwaz snorted in annoyance.

Afra was confused as to why Fawwaz touched the air and seemed upset that something was not going his way.

"Bring me to the white witch Edora !" Fawwaz turned towards the town of Witches.

"The white witch Edora. Don't joke about what I met my mom for. My mother died a long time ago." Afra pats Fawwaz on the back.

Fawwaz only speechless his mind floated “how Edora could die should she be an immortal being. “

Pure white magicians were just like their demon race immortals and had special energy stored in their bodies.

White magicians unlike magicians in general have to cast spells and make medicinal herbs. White magicians have had that talent since they were born.

Fawwaz stared silently at Afra from top to bottom. Afra's face does resemble Edora's but Fawwaz doesn't feel the energy that a white witch should have.

"Bring me to the white witch besides you." Fawwaz ordered it back.

Afra just laughed at Fawwaz's wishes that seemed to come from the past to miss the information.

"I'm a pity that I'm the only white witch in the world. After the massacre of the white mage by the Demon king there was no one left but me."

Fawwaz was shocked to hear Afra's explanation. "Actually how long I slept.. What did my brother do to slaughter the white witch.. Does this have anything to do with the attack that last night occurred during my resurrection.." Fawwas was deep in his mind.

Already in front of the witch hall Afra covered Fawwaz's head with a hoodi from the robe that Fawwaz wore. Afra also requested that the fawwaz return his irises to black at this time the witches made the demon nation an enemy. If anyone sees Fawwaz in his demon mode there could be bloodshed.

Fawwaz complied with Afra's request, as soon as his red iris turned pitch-black again. Unexpectedly, Fawwaz's presence was already welcomed by the senior witches who had gathered in the hall.

The witches bow before Fawwaz. Arfa and Fawwaz looked at each other confused by what happened.

Afra's pale face shook with the words of Tear's father. What if the witches find out that the demon in front of him is not His Majesty Caos. While the senior witches were still bowing, Afra pulled a bit of Fawwaz's cloak to bring her ears closer, Afra wanted to whisper something.

"It seems like they're wrong people, mistaking you for the Tower Witch. How'this?" Afra whispered softly.

"If they thought like that I could be a Styling Witch for them." Fawwaz whispered into Afra's ear.

Afra retreated three steps away from Fawwaz. The witches will suspect that Afra looks familiar with Fawwaz now that Fawwaz is His Highness Caos the Tower Witch.

"Rise." Fawwaz told the witches to stop saluting him.

Fawwaz was directly brought inside by the Witches while Afra could not go inside because it was a forbidden place for him. Tear approached Afra.

"what else are you doing now ?"

Tear immediately recognized Fawwaz, but Tear could not refute his father's words.

Afra just scratched his neck with a laugh and then told that the man they helped last night was a demon. Fawwaz can't go back to where he came from because his protector is cracked so now Fawwaz is here just to figure out how to get Fawwaz back to where he came from.

It had been a few days as usual Afra could only sit idly by while conversing with Tear while watching the other witches learn some protective spells.

"Have seen His Majesty Caos. His Eminence Caos is truly handsome, the Tower Witch is indeed different. When I saw his dark iris, it made me drunk especially if I could talk to him Ahhhh.. I'm really in love with His Majesty Caos."

The women were whispering about Fawwaz, Afra who accidentally heard their conversation just nodded in agreement with what they were talking about.

Fawwaz walking near Afra rang out another witch talking about Afra.

"Why not visit me ?"

Fawwaz pulls Afra's hand and takes her into the witch's hall. Afra held back with all her might and pulled the Fawwaz robe to look back and stopped Fawwaz's footsteps leading Afra to the Witch's hall.

"Afra how can you be disrespectful to His Majesty Caos. You may withdraw His Majesty's cloak." Snapped Matador one of the senior witches.

Afra forcibly pulled her hand from Fawwaz's grasp until Afra's injured hand was scratched by Fawwaz's fingernail. Afra immediately prostrated herself for mercy and moved back and ran the ranggang away from Fawwaz.

"The boy really has no manners. His Majesty Caos should avoid Afra since the girl will bring misfortune to His Majesty Caos when it is near him." The Matador gave an explanation to Fawwaz.

"I wonder what misfortune Afra will bring me. From now on I don't need to be escorted and never interfere in my personal affairs Matador." Fawwaz passes leaving the Matador chasing Afra.

Afra was drawing a magic circle on the ground with her relaxed Fawwaz standing in front of Afra.

"Your Majesty Caos please shift I'm drawing !"

Afra pushed Fawwaz's legs to shift from his place but Fawwaz did not move in the slightest, Fawwaz stomping kakiny to the ground appeared a magic circle in the air.

"No need to bother drawing it just think in your head the magic circle will appear by itself do not make it difficult easy."

Afra was amazed by Fawwaz's ability. Afra begged Fawwaz to teach her, but Fawwaz granted Afra's request. Afra leaped for joy at Fawwaz's request.

Afra's days are preoccupied with studying on Fawwaz to forget about Tear. Tear also felt more relaxed and calm especially his father had freed his duty to watch over Afra because Afra would be supervised directly by His Majesty Caos.

Tear prefers to spend her days reading some magic books in the library. Tear did not realize his position in Afra's heart was slowly replaced by Fawwaz. Afra and Fawwaz became closer, Fawwaz showed his aliveness in front of Afra turns Fawwaz not as mysterious as his appearance even Fawwaz more chatty than Afra.

Afra felt very helped by the presence of Fawwaz every Afra did careless things Fawwaz just chuckled, like it was a very funny thing when the carelessness of Afra made Fawwaz injured several times.

"Hey Afra why stop fast resume training!".

Fawwaz patted Afra's head while showing off her sensual grin. Afra's tears were moved by Fawwaz's gentle demeanor, Afra had never been noticed as such by anyone.

“I don't want to practice anymore.. I got Fawwaz hurt. Afra looked down sad.

“This is not how even your father's carelessness is worse. Amparo put me to sleep for a few years because of it. Fawwaz squatted wiping Afra's tears.

You know my dad too ? Let's tell you how you guys got to know each other? Afra put on a face begging him.

Fawwaz tells the story of a few decades ago when he was appointed by his father to be a knight Fawwaz border guard met with Amparo a protective fairy.

Fawwaz made Amparo the first disciple and made a protective fortress so that the evil-hearted demon could not enter the territory of the purifiers and vice versa with a witch whose heart was not clean could not enter the demon territory. But due to Amparo's carelessness while making a magic circle resulted in Fawwaz's soul locked protected and his body asleep.

Thanks to your carelessness that damaged the protective fortress I freed my soul back into my body but when I woke up there was a demon army that directly attacked me until I was injured, I ran until I was unconscious in the middle of the forest.

As they were busy telling stories of trumpets, Matador approached Fawwaz reporting that the demon had succeeded in destroying the protective fortress. The Demon King had already brought his dragon army ready to attack the watering on the border. Fawwaz hurried off towards the border of Afra trailing from behind.

The flames were burning everywhere The Senior Witches were fighting the Demon army. Afra could see that Tear was in trouble surrounded by dragon troops, Afra rushed to help Tear.

Afra help me control the dragon!. Shouted Tear.

Afra concentrated on chanting the controlling spells and practicing what Fawwaz taught her to release energy from her body, locking the dragon's gaze and controlling it. Afra managed one dragon successfully he was in captivity.

On the other hand, Fawwaz's view was directly on the leader of the demon army. It turns out that the leader of the demon army Ghadi Fawwaz's older brother fashion demon fawwaz is active. Fawwaz's irises turned red, black wings coming out from his back. Fawwaz flew towards Ghadi, smashing a sword blazing with black fire aura, Ghadi held back Fawwaz's sword with his red flame-tinged sword. There was a fierce fight on the air between Fawwaz and Ghadi.

What does sister want ? Shouted Fawwaz while swinging his sword towards Ghadi.

“I want Power, Don't block me Fawwaz ! or I will destroy you like our father and the White Witches dared to stand in my way.

Ghadi locks Fawwaz's movement of red flame tendrils enveloping his body, Fawwaz struggling to escape his brother's confinement. Ghadi brought himself closer, sticking his forehead to Fawwaz's forehead.

Fawwaz could see the shadow of how his brother was putting up a rebellion by first eliminating the white witches and seizing the power of the holy fire from Edora. And how the sacrifices of Edora and Amparo protected the souls of Fawwaz who were still locked in the fortress from Ghadi until they sacrificed their immortality and died. Ghadi used the power of holy fire to overthrow his father and kill him while Fawwaz was still asleep and eliminate His Holiness Caos and is currently eyeing the white witch Afra Naila who was born at 13 full moon.

Ghadi awakens the demon power buried within Fawwaz, the real power of Fawwaz. Fawwaz's consciousness suddenly disappeared as his demon power rose and took hold of him.

My brother Fawwaz Son of the Demon, I Ghadi Son of the Demon Ruler of the Demon Kingdom unlocked the demon power that is in you listen to my orders be my loyal abdicator kill Afra Naila as proof of your loyalty to me.

Ghadi shouted chanting the black fog spell enveloping the battlefield. Fawwaz, who had been controlled by the demon power, bowed to Ghadi saluted and flew towards Afra.

Fawwaz swung the sword towards Afra, Fawwaz's sword held Tear's power. Fawwaz and Tear clash.

Control Fawwaz Afra. Shouting Tear was still busy withholding Fawwaz's strength.

Afra cast a controlling spell and released energy from her body, Afra looked Fawwaz in the eye but had no effect on the controlling spell not succeeding on Fawwaz. Fawwaz was still blindly attacking Tear and the other senior Magicians. Tear and the Senior Magicians were overwhelmed by the power of Fawwaz they were slammed away by the gusts of the Fawwaz Sword. Fawwaz walked leisurely towards Afra who was trembling in fear.

Use the Locking Spell, Tie him with your Heart. Shouted Tear's father.

I'm not letting you do that. Shouted Tear then spewed fresh blood from his mouth.

Afra saw Tear spewing out a lot of blood had no other choice but to do the thing Tear's father told her to protect Tear. Afra cast a magic circle locking spell appearing in the air above Fawwaz.

I am Afra Naila White Witch locking Fawwaz Son Demon, From this moment on my heart is connected with yours nothing can separate this bond but death.

Afra finished uttering the Pledge of magic circle locking Fawwaz, out a blinding light from the magic circle hit Fawwaz, Fawwaz fell down as well as Afra. The binding spell succeeded, Afra could now feel Fawwaz's heartbeat. Afra could see Fawwaz's thoughts flash a shadow when they first met, Fawwaz's happy smile seeing Afra's carelessness until the love that began to grow in Fawwaz's heart.

The pain suddenly hit, Afra realized Fawwaz's sword was lodged in her chest. Afra grabbed Fawwaz's face.

Fawwaz.. It's I'm Afra the one you love. Afra shed tears and her eyes closed.

Afra's tears fell not because of her chest pain drawn by a sword but because she only knew Fawwaz also loved Afra at the last moment of her life. Afra's tears awakened Fawwaz.

Fawwaz pulled the sword that stuck in Afra and gathered the last strength Fawwaz had to lock the demon army and then swung the sword until the demon slammed into the back of the cracked protective fortress.

Fawwaz crouched gently stroking the face of the girl he loved so much, Fawwaz grieved until Fawwaz's tears dripped. Slowly Fawwaz's body fell into thousands of black butterflies, flew then perched mapped protective fortress. Incarnating into a new protective fortress was sturdier than before until the demons could not pass through it even slammed while trying to approach the protective fortress.

Tear ran over to Afra's lifeless body holding her tightly to her arms. Tear could only cry regretting her mistake of not being able to protect Afra with all her soul.

The End's.