Author's pov..."No...no need...!" Alan let out that when he felt that emotions will make him weak.Did he really don't want to see his mother that he had been yearning to see?"As you wish, " the preacher didn't argue with him, thinking that Alan might have had his reasons for not seeing her."Let me wake them up, my lord...!" that preacher moved towards the others laying down on the ground, "Don't call me, my lord? just call me Louis" said Alan as that way of addressing was making him uncomfortable."Being the only prince of the biggest kingdom, how do you want me to call you by a fake name, my Lord" the preacher revealed bowing his head and jolting Alan."How... did you know that?" he asked even though he knew that preacher might have seen his childhood flashes too in the magical mirror."I told you, my lord, that I saw everything related to your birth in that mirror" Alan grasped that he couldn't hide it from him, "Keep it a secret...! and call me Louis.." he commanded and that
Alan's pov...From the moment we stepped into this land, I had been surprised by everything around me, the view of the city, those constructions, those liberties, everything was eye-catching.The soldiers took us in, showing the path toward the palace, every building was constructed with mud, but it didn't look like any delicate construction, one can get a strong feeling of amusement just by a look.Even the palace was built with huge mud blogs, as we were walking by, I touched it and was impressed by how hard and strong it was.People here are used to living in mud buildings, which may be the reason why Iroha, arranged mud layering all over the walls of the house she lived in. Though the view was good enough to catch the attention, I was still uncomfortable, because I was wearing the most annoying dress ever, it was colorful and bright giving everyone a humorous look to irritate me, but I felt better when I heard the person beside me grunting every five minutes, keeping his breast i
Author's pov...It was hilarious for Alan to see the appearance of that king, a dwarf with such a bold voice.Not so easy to mingle those two things. As Alan came out of his humor, he finally remembered that he was here to fight him.He took a position with one leg bent forward and the other leg backward to give it just a go with a swirling kick. Alan was trying to provoke that king because he wanted to make him use his stone energy to the fullest so that he could get it out of him. He gestured to him with his fingers just like calling a puppy, to play with."Come on...!" with that he succeeded in doing so, that dwarf man raged as his demonic aura increased, he narrowed his eyes to gap at Alan clenching his jaws before attacking him.Alan was prepared for that attack but the thing which was hidden in was something that he had no idea of.That king had hidden a cutlass, under his demonic air that was covered around him, he was planning to use it suddenly not to give any time to dodge
Alan's pov...I never imagined something like that could happen, the moment I sat on the throne, that throne started glowing, and it jerked me, is that how it happens every time a king hits on the throne, or this time it was different because of me?It was all confusing because that glow was too much to be avoided, and just because of that the dark hall was now illuminating,I didn't have to call anyone, in particular, to inform them that their king has died and I am the new king, as how I thought it would be but soon, just in seconds they all assembled in that hall. With an everlasting surprised expressions on their faces.As all the ministers, palace guards, and soldiers saw me sitting on the throne, they were talking among themselves, I couldn't hear that but based on their expressions and the sweat on their faces, I understood that they have accepted me as their new king.I grunted before starting to talk with them, to introduce myself. But they surprised me again with their actio
Alan's pov..."There must be something..." he stopped suddenly with him being restless, his worry, and his hesitation was making me think deeply about how my mother died, and that was a mystery for me from the beginning, I was never allowed to speak about her in the palace too, I initially thought that it was because they don't want me to feel bad of being apart from her, but now after all these, I am forced to believe that there is something more to it. I wasn't even able to see her, not alive or dead.I promised myself that I will try that again to see her in the mirror and I will fulfill that promise soon."What do you think about that matter?" I asked and he was confused for the moment, he didn't answer me instantly, but was reckoning on it."Hukum, let me investigate...!" he begged time to come clearer, and I know that he won't be getting anything even if he digs up those graves, I can see that in the mirror, so it was no use that he struggles with the investigation, Even if he
Alan pov...I told Alkavir that I plan to return tomorrow, he didn't argue and accepted my words as a command. He knew that once I made up my mind I will do it no matter what."Are you planning to go back to Karman?" he asked, but I didn't answer that, because I still have the promise to deal with."No... I need to go back to the military base" I replied, he didn't argue about that either, he might have thought that I was going there to release my companion, it was partly true though.I asked for an assembly that evening to announce that little brat as a king and Alkavir as his reagent. Everything was set and all the ministers of all the grades were assembled and greeted me formally."I assembled you all here to announce something important," I grabbed their attention and started with a serious look just like how a king has to be.My grandfather was always serious when he speaks in court, he told me that if you want to make sure that your subjects listen to you sincerely, you have t
Alan's point of view...A true beauty, eyes deep with some kind of magic in them, skin soft and smooth as cream, I never thought that the silly girl that had been making troubles for me would be so beautiful, with a maroon color dress on she was looking outstanding as a fairy.I stepped out of that room, my steps weren't steady, and I was still under the influence of that stupid wine, I don't want it to create any problems which I will be regretting tomorrow."Just tell what you want to tell and go back to your room," I hissed standing on the other side of the door, "Am I a disease that you can't even stay near while talking?" she yelled at me but how could I tell her what I am going through, I am a man at my primes after all."Think whatever you want to...and just speak out...!" I said seriously,She heaved a sigh, walking towards me, "Do you know what she intends when a girl removes her veil before a man?" she sniffed but I don't know what their customs are, I just nodded a no, "
Author's point of view...The moment Alan saw his mother's death with his eyes, his whole frame burnt in the fervor of wrath, his fist clenched tightly so that his knuckles turned white, restraining the blood flow.His eyes were red as if filled with boiling blood and the demonic aura which he had been suppressing inside him was now all around him giving a heart-clenching feeling with a threat to anyone who witnessed him."My lord... stay calm" that preacher jolted at him because he realized that the air around him getting hotter and hotter every second.It wasn't good because Alan's anger and his unsurpassable strength can become a disaster to the entire mankind if not controlled in time.He had that scary anger from his childhood but now that his magical powers increased, it reached a level that no one other than him, can control.When he heard those begging words of that priest, he ceased himself and calmed himself down, there were so many unsolved puzzles in the flashes he saw, th