MINUS ZERO

Along the way with the five people.

"Hey! CECIL!" called out the Musketeer loud, while standing on a hill of green meadows with him others waiting, "Come along my side! Don't go far."

Cecil was ten steps far from the group. He hurried his paces, passed the group, and stood near the man. The man nodded and said to carry on.

While walking through long grasses, the team behind Cecil's back whispered to each other,

"Hey! you heard?. That's the Mage Cecil"

"Yeah," said another, "The Noble called him by that name."

"But, why is he accompanying him?" asked the third one, "maybe something wrong he did or he 's been already arrested and later be sent to prison."

"But, a prisoner always has a black belt around their neck, glowing" explained the fourth person about the identity of a character been prisoned, "and he's free. Then maybe there's something else..."

"QUIET!!" interrupted the fifth one, "look he is glaring at us."

With cold eyes, Cecil was looking black at them by his side. They hold their tongues thinking, he heard them