Alan's point of view...I was eager to know more about those who poisoned Zion and his brothers and also all those innocent family members.I know this kind of stuff is very common in royal families, but all are not bastards like them, only the people with low morals will have such cheap tricks in their minds.I grew up in a royal family as well and saw many things that one can do to have power.Yes, it is true that to attain power one must suppress others but this kind of thing, like killing innocent people, kids, and women of the harem, is the thing only cowards can do, I spit on those who have that on their mind.I hate this disgusting concept of using shabby tricks to attain power or to suppress the opponent, I would rather prefer to fight head to head, hand to hand bravely facing them straight."You know who is behind all this, didn't you?" I smacked his hesitation I can guess that too from what I heard that day and from the things that had been going on here.He looked at me wit
Alan's point of view...A sudden attack stopped us and I couldn't find anything to dodge it, I fought it with my legs but for how long, I can't help myself as those arrows increased in number. From one to two, from two to four, and now it wad more like a rain of thousands of arrows piercing the air to fall on us. I got on my toes before I closed my eyes to fetch the sword but that attack of storming arrows was so strong that it didn't give me enough time to shield myself, I don't know what is going to happen, will I be able to get a hold on it or will I be shot by them.But in an instant, I felt those arrows stop halfway as I couldn't hear their piercing sound neither they touch my body.I flung open my eyes to find a white color mist covering us and stopping them halfway, I glanced at the old man beside me, he used his magical powers to halt those thousands of arrows attacking us. "I can't hold on... it needs a lot of my energy, young man" he revealed with his eyes clenched in stre
Alan's point of view...I sometimes lose control over my mind, basically, I try to keep calm but in anger and panic my hands don't listen to me.Just like what I did now to that poor old man. I made him take the pill and almost killed him with my own hands.As he fell coughing blood, still struggling to breathe, I felt that he had a blockage somewhere in him that was stopping him from taking a breath. I am not a doctor myself, I know nothing about how to cure or how could I clear that blockage.But there was a thing that had been clinging to my mind.Those moves that the old lady used on me to remove the blockage.But..!Will that work? Can I do that?I just saw it for once.It won't make it hell, will it?I can't judge what to do, if I don't do anything now, he will die right in front of me.Either way there is death, why not give it a try?I carried him back to the cottage we were in before and lay him on the wooden bed.Now I heaved a huge breath to gather fresh air building my co
Alan's point of view...That old man was shattered losing his sister, holding her hand in his hands he drained the pain from his eyes for hours.I just stood up there doing nothing but seeing that wonderful sibling relationship that I never had.I do have cousins, sisters, and brothers but the anger I had back then was like a thorny barrier between us. Other than Sebastian and Jasmine, no one ever dares to enter that barrier.I always wanted to have a good relationship with them but they start trembling whenever they see me. I couldn't help but avoid them. Though I have to stay all alone, I preferred being alone over their weird and threatened glares.Their games and their giggling all vanish whenever I enter the hall, a complete dead silence follows me wherever I go. That was my life when I was in the palace.It was the main reason why I choose to stay in the barracks with hardships than in the palace with its comfortable and luxurious arrangements. He lay her down after his sobs an
Alan's point of view...This old man is actually my great-grandfather, it was good to hear that I have someone who can scold or teach my grandfather.Ha..ha..ha...he...I shook my head to bring myself back to the fact."What about Zion?" I asked as the topic went a little too far with no proper destination."They won't kill him until his blood crystal is formed completely, and that doesn't give him more time, in just three days he will turn ten years old and that crystal will be ready" he revealed looking at me, "So when the crystal is ready, will they kill him? Why do they want that crystal, Don't Liam had one already?" it was clinging to my mind, as everyone from this clan must be having it in him."Yes he does, but it wasn't he who need that crystal, it's his wife, that wizard" he reasoned.He tried to get up from the bed but fell on it again, I patted his hand and assured him."Don't worry, old friend, you have my words" I stood up and marched out, "Rest here, don't go anywhere
Author's point of view...The city of Noranaka was cultured and very sophisticated, Alan never imagined that a small country could be so much developed.The buildings were so big and beautifully built that he wondered what the royal palace will look like. There was a tower in the middle of the capital city, it might be built to keep watch across the city.Alan climbed that tower to see if he could find the royal palace but halted his steps as someone called him from back. "Who the hell are you? Which clan do you belong to?"Which clan do you belong to....! That question repeated in his ears that he couldn't sort out what he can explain. He didn't know anything about the clans that live in this city."Hey you young brat?" that middle-aged man who was standing with a stick in his hand yelled again. Alan stepped down in hesitation, thinking of what he could answer. "I...I was" He rolled his eyes, it was the middle of the foreign city, and he can't start a fight as he doesn't know wha
Alan's point of view...A variety of food was served before me and that man was so friendly, I was fed well but the drink he offered me seemed to be poisoned. A strong smell of medicine was reeking from that bottle as he opened it.He surely took me as a fool.His too-good behavior was giving me a strong instinct that he was up to something. I wanted to know it.I just pretend to drink it and threw it out when he didn't notice. As I predicted, he was really up to something and it was not a minute before I fell on the seat acting drunk he revealed his true Intentions, he was going to offer me as a sacrifice...!Seriously...!Can he...?I was about to hit him back to reality when he was busy dreaming about his immense power but when I heard his next words, I got to know that it was not a good idea."Tomorrow morning, take him and submit to the officials of that sacrifice ceremony as a sacrifice offered by the Deshu clan, ha ha ha ha....!" he let out the instructions to his men, if I fi
Alan's point of view...There was mayhem in the place I was in, "Was this the man you were talking about? Huh?" a low and timid voice spoke out followed by the high pitch-rough tone I heard earlier, " Yes, Holy Priest, this was the man I just referred to" I slightly opened my eyes to look forward at the man standing before me.A man with a vibrant white color cloth wrapped around him, with those golden color clips to pin that cloth at places without falling.Almost the same as how that tall man was but based on personalities the former one was huge, tall, and masculine but this one was more like a lady. His voice resembles the same."Vacate the room..!" that so-called senior priest demanded and all the others left the room.He pressed his palm against his forehead reciting something, then shifted that palm to touch mine. I felt a warm gust passing through my body, I know I can halt this but I wanted to know what they will find out in me.That magical crystal or something else.Don't