Aegis of the Sun

10. The Dream Fragment

"I told you, that's my opinion." Answer Edgar. He moved out of the area, leaving the juiledith's room after her right hand reached for the door that had been shut shut.

The man was outside the Juildith's room after his hands grabbed the knob to shut it down.

His eyes were accidentally distracted at the window looking out into the darkness. Night is coming. And he intended to rush to his room immediately, and after his feet had nearly turned up a wooden staircase in front of him, suddenly someone was heard calling his name, which made Edgar successful for the call.

He looked back, and he saw what Liza was walking towards him. "It's you." Edgar said as he turned his back on the brunette standing in front of him.

"What's wrong?" Ask Edgar. "Have you found Dryzell yet? He just got back this afternoon." He said asking Edgar about. The man nodded. "He is in the Juildith room. And I happened to be there since this afternoon." Answer Edgar.

"Is that so?" Says Liza. Edgar was about to move back, but the girl held back. "What is it again?" Edgar said.

"Did Horald tell you what had happened to them? I am concerned about the condition of Juildith." Says Liza grabs one of her hands on her chest. But Edgar gave me a slight smile as he looked at Liza's face.

"Don't worry, Zhippy's already handling that sort of thing. The healing magic should be able to cure the Juildith. But it looks like I have to go to the market tonight to buy the traditional medicine to help with his recovery." Definitely Edgar.

"Thank god. I hope it sounds as good." Says Liza. "Oh yes," he said before continuing.

"Horald had recounted what had happened to Dryzell. He said that the Juildith had been attacked by the Black Mamba gang when Horald left his alone." Edgar said. Liza frowned indifferently.

"Meaning?" She asked a little confused. "The conspirators suddenly arrived while the spirits were alone in a place where they both went to sleep at night. I heard they both pitched tents near the waters not far from Nelvada." Definitely Edgar again.

"I see, no wonder." Answer Liza. "I also heard that Dryzell had just said a confession about a problem that happened between himself and the Guild." Connect Edgar again.

"What? I didn't even know that before." Liza said. But Edgar refrained. The man went back to walking down a rung that would take him directly on the second floor of their guild. That's where Edgar's room is. There are a few more rooms, as well as an empty space only allowed for senior Red Raven members.

Edgar not care for that, he's not even the least bit curious about what's inside. He assumed that in a room that was always locked each time, it contained the bounty that had been obtained, and only the senior Guild was qualified to sell it later. Or yes, that's just a small guess on Edgar.

"I'll tell you later. I need to take a quick shower." He said without looking back. Liza can't even stand him anymore. The girl was just guessing some of the important words that Edgar had said to her earlier.

Why would she know that? Or why Dryzell deliberately hid it from the entire guild. The Red Raven is a marauding Guild who stands in no case other than the overwhelming hatred of most of the population of Ortania, the rest of the city, the Red Raven is just a garbage Guild.

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The night has fully come to cover the skies of Ortania. As the sunrise had just passed through the warm rays through the opening of the window, which had previously been sealed, and now Edgar had to deal with it again.

Now, the man with the full name of Edgar Stewart is sitting on the sidelines of his straw bed, in a familiar room that became a shelter and a shelter away from the hustle of the Guild's main room.

He was currently playing her finger with a locket that had been hanging around his neck. He remembered it. But he just felt strange why it was suddenly around his neck.

Edgar doesn't remember when he had that wonderful necklace. He had only ever known that such a silver cross had been worn by a man a year younger than his. But too bad he's not so familiar now, even remembering it all over again, it's very difficult.

In a room that felt full of memories in those vivid memories Edgar kept trying to think of the one thing that was still in his hand.

No way he'd stolen something that good before. And by the time his mind had slipped into the shadows that seemed so faint in his head, the man had managed to remember a long journey that he had once been on with someone from the elfair nation's territory.

And it was just a dream. It was impossible for his,, a Hamoursh and elfair to meet one another, much less have to make a long trip somewhere.

Edgar ruffled his hair. He immediately put his violent body on top of the bed with a frustrated feeling. His chest was already starting to chafe with it.

He accidentally turned to his side and saw an empty bed that wasn't even remotely dusty. If he lives alone in this room, why are there two beds?! The murmur just went over his head which he couldn't speak.

It seemed sufficient to grapble with the contents of his head, of artificial images, or of vivid dreams that might rage. "Was I not alone before?" He said slowly, gazing at the darkened ceiling of his room.

Edgar didn't get a chance to turn the oil lamp on the table near his bed. There are several stacks of books that seem to have been read.

Edgar came back from the dead, and then one hand grabbed the book that was on the top of the deep, dark green stack.

Edgar blew up that thick book because it looked a little dirty with dust. The man began to open it, and he looked at it page by page.

Aided by a moonlight that highlights his bedroom from the window of his early afternoon still wide open. No wonder the air in his room still feels so cool. Edgar accidentally left the window open after he had showered.

Looking outward, the city could already be seen as full of oil lamps hanging from every inhabited building there. It was a beautiful night sight, especially this night's sky seemed so clear because the brilliance of millions of shattered stars filled the sky.

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