THE GUARDIAN'S FINAL QUEST- Adams journey to six worlds

CHAPTER 8 THE TRIANGLE

With trembling hands, Hero swings his sword and slashes the head of the gang lord. The head rolled on the floor as a torrent of blood stained his clothes. His hand continues to tremble as he watches the body on the floor. “Hey change your blood-stained clothes into this “.Elena gives him new clothes for the knight parade.

Hero removed histop and his bare build chest was revealed. “Wow, you got a sexy build Hero” Betty commented with a sign as she blushed. Princess's eyes widened as she stared at him. Her face flushed red then they noticed a large black tattoo of a phoenix that occupied Hero’s back.

Elena walked and touched the back of Hero. “Hey what are you doing? You do not suppose spy on a man when he is changing” Eliot cuts in.

“Hero’s power was sealed. That tattoo is used by a powerful holy mage who uses prayers of light from the church.” Betty explained

“Who did it?” Elena questioned.

“It’s my……..” Samson cuts in

“Princess we must leave now. My father and the enforcers have arrived and they are arresting everyone.”

“Betty?’’ Betty nodded her head and ice mist fog the hall and faded minutes later. The group of knighted enforcers walked into the hall to meet a group of children sleeping and dead bodies on the floor and the group disappeared. A tall man having the mature features of Samson in knight-red armor walked into the scene. “Sir, Grayson they are died”

“I can see that. It must be the work of the night parade that I have heard about from the children or victims they save. They don’t remember their faces and they get the job done nicely but I cannot condole murder. They must be brought to justice. This incident proves that there is a spy informat among our ranks and I intend to bring them to justice”

“But I think the night parade has done well. The king is weak and the lords of Mercia override the king's decision. If these gangs were not killed, they would be freed by powerful lords later. Some even say the king might be the one who created the night parade” explained Grayson’s squire.

Grey turns his head and looks at a young blonde-skinned youth with blond hair in green armor “That is the reason we are here as the king's right hand. He created the enforcers to not just checkmate lords of Mercia but the house of Northridge, West Minster, and other powerful lords and their houses. This way when they are caught, their wealth, power, and title are striped to that of a baronet. Those lords who were at each other’s throats out of greed to take powers for themselves and pull down other lords agreed to the bill which was passed by the king. They tied themselves to their greed. Don’t let anyone hear what you said about the king creating the knight parade or you will be held for treason. Festus” he nodded his head and proceeded to take the children to the orphanage.

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Princess Elena changed into a white long gown reaching her legs and a brown cardigan jacket on top, she untied her hair from her ponytail and let it sit neatly over her shoulders, and her group changed to normal clothes and bid themselves good night however the princess and Hero decided to talk as they walked. As they walked through the crowded night street at hours of nine, Elena's eyes stared at Hero’s hand still trembling.

“Was it your first time to kill? You know, a man”

“Technically, probably yes. I heard I killed someone when I was younger”

“Wow! What is your story?” Elena stared at Hero’s eyes. Hero narrates his story about his childhood and the tattoo. “So you have trauma from your childhood. I too have trauma from my past. Not having a mother to grow up with and the lady of….. Anyway, Come let’s have fun and cure your trauma” The princess grabs his right hand, locks her fingers with Hero’s hand, and pulls him into the crowd. They ran into the street laughing.

A grand view of the city of Lukedonia, the city center was a place of beauty and serenity. The city was full of fascinating and entertaining sights and items that could enchant people with unique cultures. Its buildings are made up of white locked brick walls and stone-coated steel roofs, some structures like buildings castles, in the center of the city are high-towered buildings with blue and red roofs that can be seen from any spot within and outside the city walls. It was towered up as if challenging the heavens. The city was full of magnificent sculptures as it was one of their main job, merchant carts driven by horses

The lamppost that adorns the road has already begun casting its light. They were constructed in an old-fashioned sort of way with a straight black pole supporting lanterns like attachment where a candle would normally be inside, we passed through one of the tall stone alleyways into a street, the night was always lively and the roar of steam motors on carriage wagon moving to and fro especially in area congregated in large cities, the bright night lights that hung high on tall buildings along with midnight INN tavern and signs of giving one a feeling of day time due to their vibrant laughter heard across the street filled the inn.

At these hours, many roamed about more accustomed to late hour’s activities, some wondered about the districts. Elena was fascinated by the nights and carefree activities of people. They were not rich like her, nor did they have any royal wealth but they seemed happy and shared a drinking tradition every evening after a full day’s work.

She saw people engage in various activities, standing amid people watching a woman perform magic, she saw her magically transform chicken eggs into flying birds and other entertaining stuff. She visited fashion shops and swords merchants and as the perfect night date went on. Hero pulls her along with him. The door to Historia’s tavern opens up with few customers in the inn. Historia eye’s widened when he saw Hero walking in.

“Where the hell have you been? I have been worried sick since you left. I felt something bad had happened to you” Historia noticed Hero’s clothes was different.

“So what are you having for dinner? Elena stretches her head behind Hero. Historia’s eyes widened to the beautiful lady. Historia’s mouth was wide open in shock and her eyes narrowed in anger

“huuuuuuuuuuuh!, I have been worried sick about and you went on a da……te…..” She points her finger at Elena.

'' I'll take today's special, who is she? Your girlfriend?.” Elena questioned

“Yes, yes am his, one and only girlfriend, lover, and I have done things and seen things you haven’t seen or done” Historia shouted with her two hands on her waist she proudly talked down at Elena out of jealousy.

“Huh, what the hell are you saying Historia?” Hero quickly turns his face to Elena

“She is my sister and when I get bullied. She comes and rescues me. She is the one I told you about from my past”

“oooh, she's cute, where are Sabrina and Lucian? Do they work here as well?”

“No….they are blacksmith……….”

“Heeeeeeeeeey call my parent's name with respect” Historia shouted and frowned.

“Nice to meet you Historia, I am Elena and I will have what he is having”, she looked at the waitress standing behind Historia with amusement. The waitress looked at Elena dubiously and walked away with her face contorted with disgust. Elena roams her eyes at her surroundings; the waitresses seem to drift into silent gossip conversation with Historia and begin to cheer her up.

'' Historia seems to like you a lot and if she was not your sister, I could swear she was in love with you. Perhaps women just like to fawn over you" Elena readjusts her eyes on Hero as they pull the chair over to sit.

''Who me? Questioned

'' Yes, you'' Hero looks in the direction of jealous Historia and her serving maid Bumi. They looked at them drifted in silent conversation and Bumi continued to encourage Historia.

“Fighting” Bumi folded her hand to a fist at Historia

Historia who was on a scarlet divided skit with a white loose shirt dress with a bit of short sleeve, she opens her upper button down and her cleavages revealed her massive boobs on her body, her boobs are quite massive that it didn't balance well with her slender body because they were much larger than her hips and body curves. This made her stand out and attracted perverted men and numerous customers who woe at her and wanted a share of her national delicious treasure.

'' Who is she, that slut? Those clothes she has on look expensive. Is she the daughter of a nobleman?, anyway I am cheering on you, go show her who is boss”. Bumi encouraged

Historia nodded, she grabbed the tray of food with both hands, her hands shaking with anger and she breathed hard as she walked towards the table

'' Calm down Historia”, she spoke to herself, she remembered Hero's words to her

“You are too quick to anger, easily agitated, and assume a lot" she breathes in and out, well I am not going to lose to her she said to herself.

She walked with the drinks and two plates of food on a tray. She felt greatly jealous because she had one eye for one man and that was Hero, she had always looked forward to those doors opening with that Mr. handsomeness coming in. Pouring the wine into the wooden cup, a reflection of her face seemed to jolt her memories.

She remembers when she learned that Hero was not her biological brother and at some point she developed a romantic feeling for him esp. when he shows up to protect her from arms away but Hero seems not to be interested. Hero sees her as his younger sister he loves to protect.

She puts a lot of effort into being close to him to the extent people in the neighborhood begin to call her Hero's wife. She had put a lot of effort to drive out any girl who came close to him, either by threatening them or even going extreme of hurting them a little to ensure she had no competition. Historia stared at the wine in the cup atop the table stealing a dangerous glance at Elena who was a perfect goddess in everything sitting next to her man.

"Here is your food'’ she places the food on the table pushing her massive bust at Hero’s face.

"Thank you” Elena replied staring at the food, Elena was hesitant to eat the food because of the manner it was presented, it was different unlike the stylish presentation of palace food however her stomach rumbled rebelliously with groaning as though her stomach had waited until this point before it assailed her with its complaints.

Elena grabbed her spoon, she placed the food into her mouth and her eyes widened surprised, the food was tastefully delicious and different from palace food, well cooked, and the food caused chaos in her mouth as the taste buds sought to define every part of this intoxicating tasteful substance.

Elena gulped the food and in a few minutes, she licked her lips as it disappeared far too quickly and it forced her to scrape the last remnant from the bottom of the bowl but due to Historia’s actions, she couldn't ask for more. After a few minutes of delicious tasty meals, the duo walked out the door while Historia stared ferociously at her, she felt miserable and frustration was written all over her face, then she heard a loud voice from the manager of the tavern inn shouting from a distance at her.

“What are you doing Historia? Well, common after them” Without a second thought Historia flew her maid outfit into the air jumping over the table and running after the duo. She pushes the tavern's wooden door walking into the street however, she can't find them, the street is busy with people walking to and fro and the duo seems to have been lost in the crowd. She began to trace after them and at the same time, Charles the Prince Charming surrounded by three women from a brothel caught a glimpse of the princess and Hero holding hands while walking in the street.

“Huh? Why is the princess unguarded walking at night and who is the buffalo walking with her” his eyes adjust to Hero and Elena's hands are held together and his face flushes red in anger.

“Who is he, how dare he? I am going to find out who he is and end him” he leaves the girls and walks into the crowd after them.

In the capital of Lukedonia known as the center city, it was customary for men to settle down and relax their bodies with bottle of liquor after a full day’s work either, farming or brick building, merchants, or more but that day happened to be a born fire festive period. It celebrates the magic of the Good season. A lonely path with lampposts lights up the lonely familiar road, surrounded by tall trees.

Old flock tale songs of men and women voices singing were heard by the duo. Thrilled with excitement they trace the voices tilled as the scenery came to view. Men and women holding each other’s arms clustered together singing and dancing around a huge fire holding onto a wooden cup filled with drinks, at some point during the dancing with their feet they change partners.

The men danced with another woman and then women danced with another man singing simultaneously. The drums were played and beat furiously, the place was packed with bounties tied to a tree and tables and chairs. The duo sat together watching the dance drinking wine and more wine, they almost felt a little drunk with their intoxicating scent.

“Let’s stop drinking, come on you said you wanted a fun life apart from palace life, that’s life” Hero pointed

“Let’s dance" Elena pulled him and they joined the dance. The duo held onto each other staring into each other eyes dancing and singing, they both smiled unconditionally catching an unusual feeling. Charles finally shows up hiding behind a tree gritting his teeth and for a moment, the duo feels happy as they chuckle and stare at each other’s eyes while dancing.

Hero was attracted to the ocean eyes as he maintained her gazed with his eyes, soon they broke up, dancing with different partners and the duo couldn't get enough of each other as they felt a hunger and longingness to tangle with each other's arms and they couldn't stop stealing glances at each other even though they were not dancing with each other, and a while the dancing rotation brought them together as they couldn't wait to dance at each other's arms, they melt and this time they stared romantically at each other like couples who have been apart for years.

Behind the tree Historia watched, her face clouded with sadness as they danced and Charles watched closely as Historia looked at the duo.

“What is going on? Is she in love with that guy? I don’t know who he is but I can get more information and break them apart” From the corners of the nearby surrounding trees by a multitude of people, different colored fireworks erupting from the ground with a sheer amount of force to the sky.

Boom

The sky is decorated with beautiful sparkling fireworks which light up reflecting on their faces as they both stare at each other’s eyes and that moment.

Charles walked to Historia and said “Hi am Charles, would you mind if we work together to break them up” he points at the duo.

Historia Looked at him with a glimpse of hope and replied “I don’t know who you are but I am in on whatever plan you are cooking up”

“ok then first, I would the information about who that guy his?” Charles glared at him.