If you want to improve your magic, it is better to leave Sylvania.
The magic that was learned here was basic, yes, you could raise your magic class to the complex level or even mastered for the most seasoned and courageous, but the supreme level was not taught here. For a very simple reason: Sylvania is a small kingdom with a growing population.
Don't you see the connection? Just wait two minutes.
Imagine for a moment that in Upper Town an archmage or a mage of higher class attempts a summoning and fails, not only will not two or three peons be affected by the failure, but the whole city will be affected at once. That's why complex class magic, the one that was used the most in battle, and more, was forbidden in the kingdom.
Finally, there was an exemption for the queen, only the queen and her guards, not the royal family and nobles, not the royal guards, just the queen and her people - and Triface before he died. Simply because it was her kingdom and it was up to her to decide how she treats her citizens and they had no quarrel with that right since nothing had happened to them before and after the Feline period. Between, it is another story...
All this to come to the fact that we are going to follow the queen in her peregrination out of Sylvania's enclosure to the Dark Protectorate of Sylvania, a place where Helmir and many of his fellow citizens who lived in the kingdom of Sylvania now come from.
Nevertheless, the Dark Protectorate is not a place that one flees because of poverty or insalubrity, but because of a quest for freedom, because the Dark Protectorate of Sylvania is a place that cannot be easily located. Since its creation few people know how to put it back on a map, of course the Cyan or Green Planet is huge and all the humanity and the Faerics are not connected, a lot of realms are unknown for the common man, but this is true for us as well as for those we don't know because of the many dangers that were not distinguishable because of the black sky that overhung our heads. This era of darkness did not offer the possibility to see what constitutes our world and the whole planet remained a mystery.
Only the founders of this Protectorate knew where it was, and don't expect me to tell you that it was the Three Fighting Kings, because it was founded long after the three of them - the four of them, for the heretics - had died. The vague information we had about what surrounded the Protectorate was that on the horizon there was nothing, only emptiness, not a living soul, and that the sky was as black as in the rest of the world, nevertheless, a kind of red background was scattered there and scarlet lightning could fall on this place. The vast majority of the inhabitants of the Protectorate were citizens of Sylvania or immigrants who could not stand the rays of light, whether solar, artificial or magical, and who were sent there so that they could live without fearing for their lives, or that they had to live in a community where the majority of the population was asleep when they woke up. However, beyond this horizon empty of life and well... there was life, we did not know how or why, but creatures were outside the Protectorate, whether they were monsters or Faerie unknown until then that acted in gangs or solo because they were of an inordinate power.
No one knew where the Dark Protectorate was located, whether it was in Franca, Europea, on the other side of the world or just in another dimension. But one thing was certain, the queen had to keep an eye on those citizens who couldn't stand the light of day as much as those citizens who strutted down the alleys of Upper Town without a care in the world. And to get to the Dark Protectorate, one had to teleport there or go through a space portal, of course with someone who had already been there.
Queen Audiselia had not been back here for years, the last time she had been here she had taken under her wing the young Helmir, an orphaned girl who had lost her family in a large scale attack by human bandits who had enough men to build an army. With the few men she had on hand and her leadership, general and tactical skills worthy of a true Karyoten of Caemgen's caliber, she valiantly repelled these intruders without causing any more damage or collateral damage than they had. Until today, Audisélia didn't know why she had taken the young Helmir with her, she didn't need her in her plans for the future, but to see her crying, disoriented, looking for help from her people who ignored her, busy with their own worries and their own deaths had touched her. She had organized a colossal rebuilding of the Protectorate, a place about which the ministers had little to say to her, and she relocated all the inhabitants under real houses corresponding to their needs, and she had gone with Helmir making sure that she could live in a place where daylight was twelve hours a day.
Today, this night elf was a fervent supporter of Queen Audiselia's cause, having sworn allegiance to her - and yet, regarding the sect of the Adepts of Marrynélia, the Feline, she had not made her aware of it, but that's a point of detail - and she knew she was loyal. To thank her, perhaps she should have invited her to this trip to her native land?
With her personal guard, the Holy Knights of the Queen, the Queen beat the pavement on the back of valisids, a huge muscular stag, which had the base of a horse but the rest corresponding to a stag with a protruding body, it is said that this is the only animal able to gallop in the skies creating clouds under its legs. Contrary to what the Hero thought, the Faeries of Sylvania, and especially the faeries that made up eighty-five percent of the Royal Guard, seventy-five percent of the Defense and ninety-seven percent of the Queen's Saints, did not fight on horseback but on the backs of valisids and centaurs, horses were a fad of some nobles. He would have to leave the kingdom on horseback because a valisid is far too rare to be left to a stranger who was not part of an army corps, and especially human.
Audisélia was watching the citizens of the Protectorate from left to right. Although their faces were dull because of their nocturnal natures, such as vampires, werewolves - they were unlucky because the full moon was almost never visible, but not wanting to return to their human form and have to live in a human city where they could be killed or killed in case of transformation, they resorted to potions that kept them in their bestial form, which they eventually mastered -, the (?) or the (?). Contrary to the Nether, despite the lack of light inherent to this place, it was good to live, it was not the well-being of Haute-Ville and even less that of the Sanctuary, but these people did not lack anything, everything was distributed according to their needs, the children were properly educated and could push their studies further if they wanted to - free education was an innovation offered by Queen Audisélia, It was already in force in Sylvania but it was necessary to pay to push the studies further, especially those concerning magic, but since the supreme magic, even mastered, was learned here, it was as well to make it free here, so that the children who wanted to could continue their studies.
The queen paraded through the streets as if nothing had happened, she had put an illusion spell so that she would not be recognized and a crowd would be created. She wanted to finish her test as soon as possible to be able to attend the fight of her son in the arena. It was almost a month that she had not seen him and that he was preparing something in his corner that only a certain blacksmith named Sawyer knew about, and the best friend of Audisélia did not want to say a word about the projects of the Hero. This made her mutter a lot lately, insulting whispers that I wouldn't dare to transcribe.
- Sélia, whispered Sawyer in his borborygmes, are you sure that we did not take the wrong way.
- Yes," she spat violently in a whisper.
- Are you still angry at me for the secret I share with Elena's son? At your age, you're old enough not to be jealous anymore," laughed the fairy knight.
- Speak to me in a different tone, holy knight," she ordered him.
- Yes, my queen, excuse me my queen, I forgot where my place was, he laughed half-heartedly.
Audiselia was worried about her little prince, she hadn't even had a chance to talk to him since his last fight, she had had to obey Sawyer's shenanigans and couldn't talk to him like a mother. By dint of this, she wondered if the mission Elena had given her the last time they saw each other was not impossible to succeed, she didn't really see any progress. She didn't dare search the Hero's mind, but his pursuit of this macabre quest that would lead to his death still hadn't left her head. He was going to join his dead mother without her having succeeded in changing him. And now he was confiding in Sawyer when he had her, what the hell good was she? That said, it was known that boys had boy talk. It remained that if it was a question of combat, as a great warrior, the one who was called the Living Weapon of Sylvania, she could bring him some councils - even if she was unable to explain her way of fighting.
Good luck Sélia, you are not at the end of your troubles with this boy.
Still, Sawyer returned to his queen, who continued to talk into her beard, her back bent, her vision focused on their goal.
- My queen, even if you don't want to talk to me, we could still have a little chat.
- If you like it, she said without much conviction.
- Especially since I have a very interesting anecdote to tell you.
- So be it. Tell me everything, my dear guardian.
- Do you remember the day I brought you, Princess, to the Royal Library?
- It's one of the few places I don't get visitors, so yes, I remember that.
- Well, she told me at the end of your interview that to make it up to the Hero, she would find a name for him," said Sawyer, amused.
- It seems she didn't learn anything from that interview, the queen grumbled, she's going to baptize him like a pet...
- Don't jump to conclusions, my queen," Sawyer stopped her, "she's also planning to let him rename her.
- Really?
- Yes, nodded her bodyguard, she even asked me for advice on how to find him, however, I reserve the name of my son and daughter for myself.
- Are you planning to have children?
- Sure, with the woman I love once I've courted her, Sawyer teased her.
- What plans..., said the queen, whose voice began to fade at Sawyer's words.
Sawyer has his eye on a woman?" the queen wondered, "I've never noticed it, though. Maybe I should have searched her mind to find out and know what she looks like. Maybe she's ugly and deformed and...
Although her words were meant to be reassuring by denigrating a complete stranger, she knew that it had no effect on her. She didn't judge people by their looks, but by their personalities, ambitions, motivations and what they had in them - that's why that ugly Chabersburry was a minister, he might look like a toad that the queen found hard to look at, but he had the queen's utmost sympathy, otherwise he wouldn't be at the kingdom's finance ministry.
However, to return to the questioning of the queen, she would not doubt to be jealous of this woman who had taken up residence in the heart of his best friend. Was she going to
- Nevertheless," Sawyer continued, "I still had the idea of giving him the derivative of my middle name.
- The Travis derivative?
- Right. I mean, it's not a derivative but that's what I could have been called.
- Your mother or father really did call you human names," she said with a false sense of disdain, but truly
- Leave me alone, Queen Audisélia? Do you want us to speak your name?
- No way. Plus you wouldn't be making fun of your mom's name because...
Suddenly, a shrill alarm sounded throughout the Protectorate. An alarm that announced the arrival of belligerent intruders against this place.
- I knew we had to come with more men.
- We don't have time for remorse, Commander Sawyer.
- Not having Globox with us is really a loss.
- Then be glad I'm here. We're going to settle up as fast as lightning.
They abandoned their cloaks of illusion and raced to the exit of the Protectorate, Audisélia contacted the legate by thought and asked him if he had any information on the invaders of the kingdom. He told her that their enemies were at the eastern exit of the Protectorate and arrived on the backs of Scorpion Riders - scorpions that, by some magic or evolution, had managed to merge with electronic devices to give them bionic abilities such as a sulphurator that acted as a stinger, or the ability to fold their legs to make wheels, Transformers. The queen calculated the time it would take for them to reach the city, it was enough for her to annihilate them outside the city. She sent her army in three groups, the main one that would stay with her and charge at the eastern gate and the other two groups that would make the detour to catch them in a pincer movement by leaving at the southern and northern gates. She had the elite of the Sylvania army with her, so she didn't have to worry about them coming too late compared to what she was planning.
Galloping to the outside of the city on the back of Vasilid, she found herself facing a huge army of Waspera - humanoid reptiles with cobra heads that were vile beings devoid of virtues, equipped with four huge arms, they were able to stretch them out to grab their opponents and hug them until they choked before devouring them before the last breath of their lives was gone -, Mosternzas - six-meter monsters, usually living in the Nordic countries, with fur all over their arms and legs, arms as big as a tree trunk and six pairs of eyes decorating their faces with a seventh one just above their snout, they also had the particularity of having very silky hair - and Chegirii - vegetable creatures with the appearance of cactus, deprived of hands and feet, they often shoot their preys thanks to their spines which come out of their "arms" or "branches" according to the schools, and yes, they are carnivores who have the habit of remaining motionless and almost never move except in rare exceptions or only globetrotters in search of adventure - on the back of Scorpion Riders and in the distance was a huge shadow that Audisélia and her troops could not distinguish the top.
Queen Audiselia dropped a red lightning bolt between them and the invaders, who had more in common with a large band of bikers on legs than with a real army, prepared for a siege.
The Protector of the Protectorate descended from her vasilid with Sawyer and another holy knight named Morvian.
- Stop there! What do you want from this field?
The leader of the troop, a drazyl, a dragonoid, a purple-winged dragon-man with a magenta body, dismounted from Scorpion Riders and came to meet the trio.
- Shave it off the map.
- At least it's clear," sighed Morvian, "what can you expect from bikers who are giant insects?
- Stop," Sawyer ordered him, "save your comments for later.
Morvian raised his arms to the sky before crossing them to observe what would happen next.
- You can imagine that we are not going to let you do it? said the queen.
- And you can imagine that we do not intend to listen to any warnings that would come from you, my dear queen, said the drazyl.
- I know, I was just trying to buy some time. Archers, shoot!
A volley of arrows rained down on the army that stood in front of them from the flanks of the scorpion troop, but apparently arrows, even wrapped in magic, were not enough to pierce the armor of the scorpions, but it was only a distraction to confuse them and make them look for their attackers. This volley of arrows was followed by a charge of the behemoths of the Queen's Saints army corps, which broke through the flanks of the invading army. Meanwhile, Audiselia flew into the air before projecting herself in the middle of this crowd of cactus-men, dragons, snow orcs and snakes in a huge discharge of scarlet lightning that killed everything around her within a radius of five meters, then she flew back into the air to see the huge black mass that was advancing towards them.
The rest of the troop was left to the command of Sawyer who already knew how to proceed and end this futile battle, their biggest problem would be the Scorpion Riders and not their riders because of their sulphurous stingers, they should not start attacking otherwise there is a good chance that they will be reduced to rubble by these ugly beasts. The leader of the holy knights ordered his strike force to back off and let their archers do their thing, circles of light shot up into the sky and they shot their arrows through which turned them into huge glowing balls of fire. However, not all the arrows turned into meteors, but a rather large gathering of arrows - three - turned them into fireballs. And these fireballs fell on their enemies, destroying their hope of fighting, and once the flurry of projectiles was over, Sawyer told all the combat troops to re-engage in battle.
All in all, the confrontation had lasted thirteen minutes and only one wounded among the Saints - she had not paid attention and was burned with the flames. The Saints had many prisoners that they took out of the flames, of course, their leader was also still alive, it was necessary for the continuation of this conflict.
They gathered them up, knelt them down and handcuffed them with magical bonds.
- Do you really think you've got us?" asked the dragonoid, "We still have our secret weapon.
- That? said Audisélia dropping something from the sky.
And a huge black mass crashed on the ground in front of the leader of the band. This black mass was no less than the burnt head of a zombified and putrified giant, it still spoke until Audisélia slashed his skull with her divine royal sword, then wiped her weapon with her glove before descending from the beast's skull.
- Not bad, my queen, commented Morvian, finally, as our dear Sawyer would say, you have the makings of a true Karyoten.
Morvian was a dragon-fairy with red scales - it didn't mean that his ancestors had copulated with dragons but for some reason these fairies, also called the Faiyera Dracolus, have scales that grow on their cheeks, elbows, knees and part of their forearms - coming from Siamai who was in the same military class as Sawyer, Like Globox, he knows most of the secrets that the knight and his protege keep, but as a true friend of Sawyer - as he liked to call himself, even though it was Globox who knew Sawyer first - he refrained from divulging any information about them. Even to his many, many night companions - he was similar to Asteron, that vile man, in that respect. His hair was disheveled, he pretended not to have combed it, and he had a disheveled, unkempt style, even when he was in armor, which gave the impression that he was not a serious person, even though he was the third man of the Holy Knights. He and Globox were always Sawyer's "best" advisors on "boy stuff," which Audiselia took a dim view of.
- Sawyer holds me in too high regard," the queen refuted, "if you hadn't been competent this fight would have lasted much longer and they would have been able to penetrate the Protectorate compound.
- It is rare that you are modest, Queen Audisélia," commented another knight.
- If we weren't on a relentless victory, I'd have charred you, Jezarem. But I'm merciful, so I'll grant you that quip. However, the others didn't take advantage of it to make fun of me at every turn.
The real incompetent of the troop, a long-tongued Ezamnel, a gray creature with yellow eyes and four long legs and a long trunk as the name of his race indicates. He was competent in his knightly activities but in everyday life he was a real baby. How many times a day Sawyer has to go and get him up so that he can wash himself before going to work because an unwashed Ezamnel stinks so bad that you will miss the smell of ogre or orc droppings. A great warrior cohabiting with the spirit of a ten year old human child in the body of an adult in charge of the queen's protection.
- Yes, ma'am!" they said in unison.
- Let's come to you," said the queen, approaching the chief.
She approached the drazyl slowly, her feet not touching the ashy ground of this unknown place and looked down at it. The drazyk was speechless, his most powerful beast, wiped out in a split second, this thing they called the "Nightmare of Nightmares" had perished so easily.
- I bought it with almost everything we had..., the drazyl was sorry.
- You were just unlucky to cross my path, Audiselia replied, a bad day for you, a simple carzasis for me. A carzasis where I would have to clean my dress because of the putrid blood of your undead pet.
The drazyl had before his eyes the terror that embodied Audisélia, the face erased by the half-light, the body covered with blood, the electricity running through her body, the sword sharpened like a butcher's blade, but especially her shining eyes where all her lightning passed and made them light up with a thousand fires, but in her look, her irises, her pupils... There was only contempt for her assailant, for the one who had made her waste her time in a futile and meaningless fight. She had neither anger, nor joy to have fought, she had only disdain and disregard for this man who had crossed her path.
This simple dragonoid had only begging to get out of this affair.
- I beg you, Queen of...
- I don't care.
She hurriedly cut off his head, cutting his vocal cords and everything else that went with his neck before he could finish his sentence, the speed at which she had delivered this blow had left no trace on her sword.
- You others, said Audisélia while addressing the other prisoners who had lost their arrogant and proud look, two choices are offered to you: either I kill you summarily here and now as your leader, or you go to serve a sentence convenient to the judge present in the protectorate or to the legate himself and at your exit you become guard of this city and you provide us with all the useful information that you possess. If you are wise, the legate may offer you the sylvan citizenship as for the other inhabitants of the protectorate.
Audisélia whistled for the guards of the kingdom to come and get their prisoners, Sawyer came to meet her and took her further to check on her.
- Are you pretty sour today?
- You're not talking in formal Oli'Ane anymore, Sawyer? I remind you that
- I'm talking to you seriously, Selia," Sawyer cut her off, "even though you're not having the nervous breakdowns you did ten years ago and for the last five years, and I'm incredibly proud of you. We don't have to make huge magical shields to protect ourselves from the sky because you attacked it with your lightning or to protect ourselves from... you.
- What's your point, Sawyer?" the queen asked, confused and annoyed.
- I want you to know that if something is REALLY bothering you you can tell me, and being a good friend, I already know.
- Oh you know I don't mind you being...
- The cause of your worries is Elena's son, right?
For a moment, a brief moment when she squinted at Sawyer's statement, she made him out to be a stupid, brainless being, a being unworthy of being at her side. Then this thought extended to all men of all races, there is none to catch the other, all as many as they are, all seemed devoid of intelligence, unable to read a woman's heart and allowing themselves to be able to guess it.
She was really angry right now, and if he wasn't her best friend, she'd cut the wire herself to keep her from sticking a fist in his face.
Nevertheless, he wasn't totally wrong. It's just that she wouldn't have thought that this would be the first concern he would give importance to. Or rather, it was the concern she would have liked him to give importance to... Ah these men... Sometimes she understood the princesses of Java-Aleim who discussed such boring trivia about their companions or boys in general. Oh yes, it's true that she had to pretend not to listen to their conversations when she listened to the dull discussions at ministerial meetings on topics that were boring as hell, such as: "Should we agree to import chocoricots into the kingdom?" when it was disgusting.
This statement comes from me, not to be taken into account with the thoughts of Audiselia.
Disappointed, she nodded her head to tell him that he was right, because he was a bit right.
- Selia," Sawyer began, stroking her shoulders, "I know you want to honor Elena's request when she came to the kingdom for help, and you're doing it well. The boy has special care, his pathology is being studied, it is being contained, we are trying to reduce the harmful effects of his genetic attribute and curse on his body, he has friends, he talks to others. Remember at the beginning he stayed at home playing his games on a human screen...
- A holovator, Sawyer...," Elena muttered.
- Yes, you're right. Now he talks, he laughs, he plays with the other children, he is more and more appreciated by the inhabitants, as much from the Upper Town as from the Lower Town, I don't give a damn about the Sanctuary.
- Oh, that's a first," said Queen Audiselia with wide eyes.
- No, we know about it," Morivan interjects in the distance, "he complains about these buffoons all the time.
- Mind your own business!" shouted Sawyer and Audiselia in unison.
- Besides, it's not true! I've always said that! Well, it's true again since I'm a Saint.
- It's true," said the fairy Morivan, "well, it's true that it's false.
- Shouldn't you join the others?" asked Sawyer angrily.
He took a deep breath with a hen's ass mouth and answered them:
- Well, actually, since Globox is away on his present or urgent business, I didn't quite understand, I'm the one in charge of the queen's surveillance.
- Is it him? the queen was stunned while pointing her finger to the side, and then who will be the next? Jezarem? she growled.
- I hear everything.
- Do you think
- Selia, it makes sense that it's him," Sawyer justified, "he's third in our hierarchy. And then, yes... Jezarem is fourth.
- I don't believe it... the queen was sorry, I would have preferred that it was the other kid there.
- She's new, Selia, I'm not going to put her in charge of surveillance when she hasn't yet proven herself.
- Normally, she has proven herself on the battlefield, Audisélia reminded her.
- I can assure you that taking care of you is much more complex than managing troops or hordes of monsters like the one we just faced.
- You're making it up," grumbled Audisélia, looking up at the sky, "and it's sure easier when our enemies aren't worth a damn...
Sawyer grabbed his queen's face and pulled it closer to his own.
- Concentrate on our main topic.
She nodded her head sliding between the fingers of her protector, then this one turned to Morvian and allowed him to remain if he buckled her, what he accepted by a raising of inch.
- Sélia, Elena's son is blossoming with us, you have done a great job. It is true that with the life he has led, it is difficult for him to open up completely to others, but he has made progress...
- Yet, he still wants to go and die in front of the Nemesis and... he still looks like me.
Sawyer grabbed her and looked her straight in the eye.
- Elena didn't ask that he be different from you, but that you understand him and relieve him of the weight he is going through because some of your trials and tribulations are similar. It's good that he looks like you. You are not something that doesn't deserve to exist and multiply, don't forget that. You rock everything just like mom.
- That's right, you're right. Thanks for your encouragement... uncle.
- "Uncle?" the leader of the holy knights gasped, "where did that come from?
- That's how the boy sees you," laughed the queen, "and you, since when do you use human expressions in Oli'Ane? "You're tearing it up...", ha ha ha.
- I'm way too lazy to speak Franca so I'm retranslating the expressions.
- It would be more logical to say them in Franca, Audisélia underlined, in any case, thank you for your advice and your encouragement, what would I do without you?
- You would still be sleeping in a shell of bramble and roots.
- That's right, thank you Sawyer.
She ruffled his hair and she, she gave him a kiss on the cheek in thanks.
The legate came on the back of a large ghost bat to meet the queen and her bodyguards.
- I'm going, Sawyer. I'll see you later. And you Morvian, find one of his "Scorpion Riders" still alive and bring him to my kingdom.
She greeted them and rode away on the back of the governor's horse.
It was rare for Audiselia to be extravagant - except in the violence of her battles and fights (and her reactions, but it should not be said).
Morvian moved closer to his leader, whistling and waddling back and forth.
- She asks for absurd things...
- That's not really my problem, Morvi," said the knight as he watched his sweetheart leave.
- How does it feel to be loved by a queen called the Bloody Living Weapon of Sylvania or the Bloody Warrior...
- You really need to stop with the nicknames.
- If there were no nicknames, there would be no reputation, retorted his subordinate, and if not, you intend to confess to him when your feelings of valiant knight of his lady.
- I don't think I allowed you to call me by my first name.
- It's okay, we've known each other since military school, we've been in the military police and we've escaped the DOD on our escapades in the Misty Woods.
- Thanks to me!" said Sawyer.
- Excuse me, sir. But it's time to come back to the subject, when do you plan to confess?
- When the time comes.
- You already almost lost her to a human and now she has a kid from that human, focus, Sawyereli.
- Rah! You're forgetting what's in that fact on purpose.
- Yes, to get you off your ass," he said, knocking on her helmet. "Do you think I waited to confess my feelings?
- You confess your feelings to all the girls who are pretty, you would be human, there would be only the physical aspect and not the face that would interest you and Globox has already made the remark.
Morvian crushed his foot with his heel and struck without a breastplate.
- Don't ever compare me with that fat pig again, he's just copying me. Have you ever seen him introduce us to a woman, even one of his own kind. Nothing! And yet, all he does is talk about women. And humans are boors! Did you know that they sleep with their own creations? In the end, you would have the right to a reproduction of your beloved queen without having to confess your feelings to her at the risk of being reprimanded, Morvian burst out.
- I don't care about your sex-dolls as the humans call them. And you're right about Globox, he's got a big mouth to show us nothing. Except to tell us about his unconditional love for an incredible woman who would master the ultimate magic and all that.
- It's been a long time that he's been giving us a hard time with this good woman.
- And the more time passes, the more this woman comes back in the conversation, it seems he wants us to share her.
- Reuh! Disgusting, Morvian disgusted, and despite our discussions, she never seemed friendly to me.
- Neither do I.
- These are the tastes of this fat pig after all. Me, I am a refined guy, I am only beautiful and sumptuous creatures, he congratulated himself.
- Polygamy is not a fairy's trait, and neither is exogamy. And be nicer to him, will you? He's a very good fellow.
- Monogamy is the trait of a fairy-non-combatant, and we are fairy-combatants. Our race is different from other fairies, real anomalies and you know it, so if you're going to be a nerd, do it right. And in the case of Globox, we should have known each other before instead of him being tracked down and passing me by, and anyway, I'll respect him the day he stops showing off his big belly with his big belly button and his big scar on his chest on those days off.
- I admit, it's not easy to see him shirtless, Sawyer dismayed.
The two of them returned to the city to make the rounds at their queen's place of learning. Then Sawyer accompanied the wounded saint to a nearby hospice to see a healer to heal her wound.
However, Sawyer felt a certain uneasiness as he entered the city. An uneasiness that made him shiver with terror. Morvin approaches him and asks what's wrong.
- Don't you feel it?" his boss asks him.
- What are you talking about? What should I feel?
- This macabre feeling that tugs at my spine.
- Well, the Dark Protectorate has always been a gloomy place for me so...
Sawyer felt the wound inflicted by Elena come back to life. Then everything stopped, his body returned to normal and that uncomfortable feeling disappeared.
I think I'll go to the hospice too, he thought.
In the offices of Governor Rothr'aghi, Audisélia was about to hear a most strange announcement concerning one of the foreign champions who had come to help the princesses.