On our way to our destination, about which I knew next to nothing, Chopper seemed completely oblivious to the fact that I was his companion. I knew Lady had intended for me to get the ropes of our work with this mission but I began to wonder if that would be possible. Sure enough, we travelled by foot. We took some shady routes to get there and sometimes, I wasn't even sure if we were going the right way.
On the seventh night of our journey, Chopper sat me down around a campfire and said it was about time he explained the gist of the whole ordeal. It appears he had finally deemed me worthy enough to do so.
"To the south of Mercae, is the country of Ildia, a small strip of land separating this continent from the next over. Now, we dare not leave our continent...for now anyway. As for Ildia, that country is dealing with the remnants of the history. I assume you at least know about the War of Giants?"
"Yes! I-"
"Good, 'cause if you didn't, I wouldn't have considered you real. When the three big continents went to war for an unknown amount of time, it was a wonder the world came out unscathed. Ildia is one of those countries which were trodden upon from all sides, even the one that it fought for. Her kings were murdered one after the other, the land had no law, no morals. Things became what certain groups of people desired them to be. Ildia aided no one when the war ended. It was already in chaos with its internal strife. That was probably for the good. Because, no one knows why the war even happened."
By now, he had started to skin the rabbit we caught earlier.
"Seraph, there's a little city on the border of Ildia, it is still in conflict with the neighboring lands. According to what Lady said, our target is supposed to be in that city."
"Chopper-san, who is this target that you speak of? He-"
"Seraph...that man once belonged to the inner circle of Bardock. For reason unknown, the great late General grew distant and that man left to seek glory of his own. And he did find it for sure. But that's not who he was. He belonged to a small village, his father was a farmer, his mother sold pelts in town. His brother drowned in a well at the age of four. He moved to the capital at 15 when he enrolled in the military. He wasn't sent to the battlegrounds until his early twenties. He was a mere soldier, you hear? A mere soldier!"
"Uh...Chopper-"
"How then can a nobody like him become a close friend of the dictator himself? Well in his village that he'd left behind, came a plague when he was nine. He caught it, along with his mother and father. His parents died by committing suicide, he recovered his health. More than half of that village succumbed to death. And that one brat not only survived, he enrolled in the goddamn military. Do you understand?"
"Yes, sir"
"They say there was a religious order that rid the village of that plague, I'd like to know more but the people in that village are careless folks. They don't even realize that a man like him actually stemmed from their own village."
"Then all this information, you gathered on your own?"
"I figured it on my own. The clues are always there, even after 40 years. They are always there, in the fires and in people's brain. You just have to look."
"And what about his frequent disappearances?"
"This is what they say, he comes back stronger every time. All this is just too convenient a story. Now Seraph, what was the one thing that Lady said to you in particular before we left?"
If he hadn't reminded me, I wouldn't have remembered at all but indeed Lady did say something to me, something that was important.
"Keep watching Chopper all the time", I remembered.
"When the time is right, Seraph, you will have to think of whatever it is that she told you. It would be key for you to survive this thing and to solve everything. We'll set out in the morning. Soon as we enter Ildia, we'll travel with a caravan. In three days, they'll get us to border, to Halen."
Chopper didn't eat that night, I don't think that speaking of this story was too much to his liking. I didn't understand why but he served the whole rabbit to me and went to sleep. He had the habit of sleeping far away from the fire. I slowly ate my dinner, thinking of all he'd told me. Soon I was tired and fell asleep. I'm sure though, that as I closed my eyes, I saw a burning Ildia in that fire. But I couldn't open my sleepy eyes.
Things went according to plan and we travelled with a caravan for the next few days. These people were gypsies and I barely ever heard them speak. They had taken to trading in the recent few years but it didn't look like they were doing very well. They told us the caravan would rest in the capital before moving onwards to the next continent. It seemed they travelled the whole world. I suppose such a journey despite bad business was still worth it. Chopper decided we'd stay in the capital until the caravan took off in three days.The capital of Ildia, unlike Mercae, wasn't the center of opportunity. There were two kinds of people that occupied the city. The rich and the oppressed. It looked like one of the smaller cities of Mercae, at least to me. Chopper wasn't surprised at all. He was accustomed to places like these. My Ildian accent was subpar but he spoke like a true native and so he did most of the talking wherever we went. We booked a room at the inn but I noticed that Chopper n
The townspeople welcomed us warmly but oddly enough, Chopper didn't seem to get cozy with their hospitality. I didn't take him to be one with a nasty attitude so I assumed he might just have a lot on his mind right now. I couldn't have been more wrong. He despised that place so much, he confined himself to the room we were allowed to stay in after two days and never went out.There was a barracks, going down towards the valley where we had headed soon as we'd arrived in town. We met a man called Col. Erele, supposedly in charge around Halen. He told us about the conflict and how bad the situation had gotten because they couldn't contact the capital due to the bandits now running amuck, causing all sorts of ruckus."I've been here 7 years now", he told us, though I found him rather young, " This isn't war anymore, it's all about their revenge. We tried negotiating but they claim this part of land is their territory. And they sure as hell don't care about the people's wishes even if the
"Looters?""Yeah, even though we're salt merchants and nothing more as you can see, in these desperate times, they don't even leave us with that much. The border means nothing to us anymore, anyone can pass through and plunder us whenever they want. Even the barracks can't stop them.", the thin merchant replied as he lugged his merchandise on to a cart, preparing to leave."So what do you want me to do, Emir-san?", I wanted to confirm my suspicions."Tag along with me as my bodyguard. This is an important shipment. If I can't deliver this, I'll die of hunger. I'll even pay you with something", I could tell he was quite desperate but what made him think I was cutout for this sort of work, I couldn't tell."Are you sure you're okay with someone like me?""Of course, you look like a reliable man. Why wouldn't I be okay? I heard from some guys who came from the barracks. That man that was with you is a merchant too, isn't he? And you are his bodyguard. But since your master isn't working,
As I stood with my sword drawn against an enemy quite clearly superior to me, I declared to myself that regardless of whatever was to come from here on, I will give it my all. Even if I was to die there and then, I would've died brilliantly.I did think that and I felt like a hero as Emir cowered behind me. But now that I think about it, it was foolish."Are you expecting to deflect my arrow with a sword?", the white haired man mocked me, "And also those of all my other companions aiming at you?"Of course, I hadn't considered any of that. I had nothing to say in reply. He noticed my uncertainty."Very well. As a respectable warrior, I will give you the chance to a fair duel. Pardon me for I have only this dagger against your sword", he put away his bow and took out a small dagger. That lifted my spirit, if only just a bit.I actually wanted to thank him but he didn't give me a chance for that. He leapt on to me like a leopard. I couldn't keep up with his speed at all. I barely manage
The following few days, I stayed in bed all day. Chopper stayed with me in our room and upon my inquiries, told me what had happened after I passed out."Nothing much. I carried you and that old fart home when things cooled down", even though he knew I was asking about Wolfe, he seemed to avoid his mention purposefully."Do you think you did the right thing?""I...I think I did. I mean, there wasn't anything else to be done, was there? Because you know...well, how should I put this?...its that he-""Seraph, did you notice that man had a single arrow on him?""...eh?""You didn't see a quiver on him, did you? You know why that is?""Why?""Because that's all they need. One arrow. They were called the Beast faction of the Ildian mercs during the war. I don't blame you if you haven't heard of them though. It was over ten years ago after all. They were the King's royal guard. When things felt most dire for Ildia, they were the ones hired to protect the monarch. They possess hyper sensitiv
I remember looking up the mountain as we traversed down the valley. I had an ominous feeling about something that I couldn't exactly explain. Chopper was way ahead of me, he didn't consider my condition to be worth worrying about. I was trying to be careful but the lack of pain which I had been thinking a blessing earlier, now only served as a numbing feeling and that was not very reassuring.It took us two hours to get down and then we waited to see the Colonel. It took surprisingly long before we got to do that. And somehow Chopper, as if foreseeing this predicament, had gone to sleep. He was woken up by the knock on the door. Col. Erele would now see us.Erele's room was vacant unlike the first time we walked in here but the amount of mugs on the table told that some people had been attending there.Soon as we walked in and the wooden door behind us clicked it's closing sound, I could see a flying Erele thrown across the room amidst a tiny storm of papers from his table. He had not
We saw Halen burn. The closer we got to it, the clearer the screams and sounds of collapsing got and the more they intensified, the more the hope of salvation faded away. The barracks was mostly vacant too, people who had been too afraid to go back to Halen, had finally taken the plunge to make final attempts for saving their hometown.Once again, I lagged behind Chopper, watching his strong back. Somehow his sense of justice and morality came off to me as very raw and coarse. I don't think I could perfectly agree with many of his decisions."Chopper-san", once we stood outside Halen, watching it burn, I asked, "was this the only way?""No", he looked unfazed, "but this was the fastest.""Then what you said back there...do you really not care at all?""Yeah. Selfishness isn't a sin but it is worth fighting against. There's a chance that none of this needed to happen but the collateral damage is too much to ignore. Sometimes avoiding trouble isn't an answer.""What about Eso and grandf
Chopper led the way, opening the door and entering, barely cautious. I followed him keeping my guard up at all times.There was barely anything intact inside the building. Upon entering, I noticed that the roof had caved in and we were bathing in the sun that was rather mild and cold today. Inside presented to us an image of an ancient sanctuary. It was revolutionary inside compared to the outside, in that it was filled with life. With vines covering most of the rubble and grass growing in corners and between tiles, I could tell it wasn't a natural growth yet somehow it didn't feel bad.That peace was short lived though. Soon, we found ourselves standing in front of a tall, dark haired, noble looking man. Despite his impressive gracefulness, he still appeared conniving to some degree and even in all the charm he possessed, something about his disposition was utterly disgusting. I couldn't quite tell you what it was. Perhaps the fact that he stood on an elevated place, among the rubble