Aegis of the Sun

6. The return of both Guild members

"Have you told Dryzell about this?" Asked Fyerith again. One of the questions the boy questioned succeeded in budging him, and then Edgar gave up his mind.

Immediately, the man looked for the right words to answer the young blond-haired boy's questions in front of him.

Earlier, Fyerith had indeed been a child who did not always care for the affairs of others, but ever since he formed a conspiracy with Fyerith, the boy had spoken less to the other three companions, including himself.

"For that matter, I haven't spoken to the grumpy man. I'm scared, but I want to." Edgar said again. The air from the cold of the rain that it carried in through the wide open window behind it made Edgar desperate to sleep.

He had been unable to sleep well for several nights because he was busy with his business of fetching a logo from his squad. Actually, Fyon once told all three of them that the logo for the Aegis of the Sun doesn't matter at all, because they do have a particular logo of red raven.

It's just that Edgar's initiative was willing to dominate the two logos into a beautiful shape. And in the end Fyon inevitably back down.

To be honest, Fyon is a careless man, and does anything on his own. Fyon wants Edgar with someone who once existed in his memory.

Everything felt so different and so strange after Edgar returned to the guild after a day in the nylon valley and fell asleep there. It was the dream that made him feel like he had just lost something. It's like losing something very important in his life.

As the two of them were cut off, there was now a splash of rain falling on the rooftops. Their voices are now heard alongside merciless rain falling.

Forced to clear skies once again, Edgar could only follow the sound of nature that brought him to a point of lazy. And he would have had a good time alone in that room if this little blonde hadn't just walked in. Dryzell doesn't seem to be in the guild.

Edgar got curious about that big old man, but it's the rains in the spring that make him not care about anyone anymore.

The noise on the ground was so loud, when it had only been heard before.

"What's wrong? What's with the noise." The speech of Fyerith, looking into Edgar's face, and the man did the same, giving the impression that Fyerith's green set of eyes clearly reflected. The two of them looked at each other in confusion.

Fyerith turned her over immediately, then moved from his compartment to the ground floor, which was the sound of the Red Raven guild's main room.

Edgar followed the kid in the rear with a little too much haste. He even forgot to shut his previous door behind his door.

After hiking down some steps below, Edgar now got a good look at it. Everyone seemed a little clustered near the main door of the guild.

Edgar heard the Fyon clearly in there. Not wanting to hide the curiosity in his chest, the man of hamoursh soon overtook Fyerith's pace faster than his.

"I'm sorry, but we've both just been attacked by some unknown person!" Said one man, who was familiar in both Edgar's ears.

After getting in between them, Edgar saw in front of him the two men, the one sitting weakly, the other falling on the floor unconscious.

It's Horald and Juildith!

Edgar immediately dropped to his knees before horald, soaked to the bone by the rain outside. Edgar saw the blond man's face so pale, his lips quivering just to utter a word.

"What's going on with you two, Horald?" The Edgar speech looked very worried. Seeing the condition they both had that was far different from the last time he saw it when it left the guild. And now Edgar has to watch with his own two eyes, their whole mess.

"Juildith has just been badly beaten up by those bastards in Nelvada!" Answer horald's breath control. Hearing the words that the senior guild had just spoken, people around including Edgar could hardly believe it.

"H - how?! What made you this way?" Says Alesya, bringing him Horald a towel so that he can quickly dry his cold body.

"The story is a bit complicated. Can you please just take these Juildith to his room? We need some magic to cure the juiledith. The situation is worrisome." Says Horald looking over at the man.

Juildith has great bodies compared to hers that are no different than Edgar's. Despite both Edgar and Horald, the blonde man was in his thirties.

Without a second thought, the rest of the guild did as Horald said, while the man returned to his senses and embraced his body in the towel that Alesya had given him.

Edgar gave Horald to walk, because it was possible that the man's knees would be covered by walking away from Nelvada.

Nelvada is a city not far from Myrana. Nelvada is on the north side of the city of Ortania and must travel by way of the only and most famous strip of bamboo forest along the route to Nelvada.

Edgar himself had never set foot in the city before. He could only hear such words from the mouth of Horald, which was said to have gone there several times.

Nelvada is not that small. And nearby also there are two villages that stand above the water. The village is often referred to as a gateway to Nelvada. They're both on the south side of nelvada. Horald is very familiar with the circumstances around Nelvada. And he did not seem to suspect that he had already endured such a distressing incident.

A lot of people from the guild members froze them both. Someone is busy examining Juildith, hoping that he wakes up quickly and wakes up. So they could all get information from the man who now lay weakly on his bed.

As for Horald, he still seems to be collecting his power in the main chamber of the guild with four people who accompany him, including Edgar. The dark-haired man was both anxious and curious about the causes and consequences of what could happen to both of Red Raven's members.

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