Alan's pov..."Whatever happened, it was my fault, it has nothing to do with those innocent people" I defended them and myself, and he looked at me with his eyebrows raised, I don't know if my explanation helped me or if I made it even worse by offending him, "Oh... you care about them so much...! huh?" his expression changed so much that it shifted from a king and domineering mode to a grandpa and challenging mode, Here it comes again, another punishment or a condition that will be more insane than before, I stood up, as that domineering king mode of my old man had come to an end. He began to keep his demands,"Ok... if you care for them so much, I will not clean that, but...!!" he stopped but there was no expression on my face, I know he is good at guessing my mood, the more I panic the more harsh that task will be, "But you have to do something...!" he continued with a cruel smirk on his face, "Let's make a deal...!" Deal...! Do I have any other options?This or that either
Alan's pov...I was more than alert because I know that my old man is so tricky, yet I couldn't manage to escape his treacherous tricks. He arranged for someone to knock me down and succeeded when my concentration diverted.I was thrown on the footpath of a road laid on a city of a kingdom in the Eastern side of Verona, I got up to see myself back in a beggers state, my body was stinging and those clothes that I was wearing were patched and dirty as well, What kind of new world of shit is this...?I was in a sitting position when someone hit me with his leg on my back, "Hey... you piece of shit....!" Before I could turn around and take a look at the man calling me a shit, two men grabbed my arms, I couldn't resist as my body is still in the effect of that knockdown spray, and I was still dizzy with blurred vision. They dragged me and lifted my head by clasping my hair, "You got some muscles, huh?" said the man behind me, "Take him over...!" he commanded and those two who was cle
Sobbing and wailing in pain and helplessness, Is that the only thing we people can do? Are we going to wait here for those so-called ghost men to come over and take us to death, "Is it common here?" they all know about these, it can only be possible if it is a common thing to be dragged by them, "uhh... ahh...!" one of them started the conversation, "It had been going on since the war is over, we were in a hell life all these years, we hardly have food to eat, my brothers were captured by them a few years back, and now it...my turn to die.... to save my brother's son, " he sobbed and then that man started coughing vigorously, as a result, he vomited blood, "That man is dying....!!" everyone around them panicked, I patted his back, his stomach was bleeding so much, "You are injured...!where did you get that?" I asked as he was bleeding so much because of the cough attack he just had, I went to the door and shouted, "open the door someone is dying here...!" I yelled but there w
Alan's pov...As I explained my plan to him, he suddenly glared at me, "Who are you?" a surprised question left me puzzled, why did he ask that suddenly?Did I leave any hints?When I thought it through, I realized that I did leave a hint for him, the plan I just gave him was a Verona military plan, which is basically used for commando training, it is a plan for any kind of rescue when the men power is low in the army, or when we arrange men for a mission to enter the enemy's territory. He is from the military, of course, he would have learnt from his officials during the training. But he didn't think of implementing it here."why did you ask that?" I retorted to know on what basis he asked me, did he really thought of the plan or I was just imagining a stone as a diamond, "Isn't it a military plan? how do you know about this? we are not allowed to reveal it outside but you are...how do you know about that plan? do you work in Army as well?" he reasoned, Hmm, so I was not wrong abou
Alan's pov...I never thought that I would fear a man using magic, those magical attacks were never my cup of tea.While training on it, I always end up messing things up. Just like how I hit Raka instead of Doru last time. So it's better to avoid that kind of art if you don't have it in you, that was my point of view. Even in this situation, I know that my opponent is a strong one and he uses magic to fight, but it didn't bother me, I have my strategies. I just have to keep on hitting him so that he doesn't get a chance to hit back or doesn't get the time to launch a magical attack. But when his ghost men entered the game, I lost my continuation and unexpectedly gave him the chance. Soon when Daniel was ready to fight I no longer wasted my time and lunged at him to hit him, but the time I gave was enough for him to gather his magical powers to attack me, and with a smirk on his face he managed to form a huge sphere within his hands to blow that on me. I lunged on to him to hit him
Third-person pov...Daniel was waiting outside the cave for Alan, keeping an eye on Khira, as how he was ordered by his commander. It had been thirty minutes since Alan had entered that dark room but he didn't come out yet, Daniel panicked, as how Khira was trembling to enter that place, it was sure that the one inside was more than just a monster, and his commander was merely a human though powerful but his magical powers were nothing but the smoke which is out there, he was hoping that Alan was fine, looking at how he was in fear, Khira taunted him, "Was he your master? no matter how strong he is, you won't see him again...!" as those sarcastic words came out of Kira's mouth, Daniel could not control himself and hit that huge half-dead monster with all his strength, Khira fell on the ground spitting blood, the spiritual attack just now had seized all his energy, and with just a hit his meridians broke off and he died after struggling a lot. Daniel decided to get into that underg
Alan's pov...As everything was settled, I got onto one of the empty vehicles just to look at my shoulder, it was irritating me, I took off my shirt to have look, Shit...! I hate being wounded, man...! Uhh...!That is the reason I keep avoiding being hit, but who would have thought that I would get hit because of my terrible magic trick? I hate using them as well, if it hadn't been for that stupid demonic man, I wouldn't have used that magic that always backfires on me. I heard someone coming towards the vehicle I was in, so I instantly grabbed my shirt to cover my scars, I don't like people looking at my scars with a sympathetic look, except for one, Amber, I loved her widened and shocking eyes when she saw my scars back then.It was Daniel, he came with his sister and hopped into the vehicle, he didn't talk to me, maybe those incidents just now might have threatened him, and it may take some for him to get normal, He put his sister beside me and was still staring at me with tho
I need to clear this mess because this was not a good sign, he may start digging it up. I still have to survive a year away from that identity."Hmm... I know....! why would a Prince of such a big kingdom live a life as a wanderer?" he answered and suddenly turned to me, "but you won't believe it if I say, that Prince looks exactly like you," he said astonishingly, that made me think for a while it was quite worrisome, Did they have my portrait? where did they get that from?I was always at the barracks after growing up, how could someone get my pictures unless someone from the barracks sold me out?"When did you see him? I have heard about him too?" I inquired, "I saw his pictures, Aria and those girls at her college are crazy fans of him, they can even die for him, you need to be careful with them, huh...!, I wonder what they will do if they see you?" he chuckled making fun of me but why do I feel worried after listening to him, no matter what I have to escape from here as soon a