The next King

It was morning and Prince Luchigan the third son of King Galliard had led the hunt team to the woods to catch some game. He was a very good fighter but contemptible when it came to hunting. His fighting skills seemed like they were naturally embedded into him, and so he wanted to focus all his effort on becoming a good hunter too. The castle was so graceful that morning as always. They rode out when the morning haze was still thick. The sun hadn't woken up yet and the moon was vaguely seen. A team of eleven men, all on brown and black horses. Hunting was the only thing which made Luchigan ride on a horse which wasn't his spotless white stallion, whom he named after its own spotless nature. It seemed the horse knew its name was ‘spotless’. And the prince treated him as such. It took them thirteen minutes to get to the hunting spot from the gate of the kingdom. "That was pretty fast," said sir Gertrude. He was the eldest person in the team and the king had put him in

Luchigan was seven years older than Regis, who had turned seventeen the previous year. "Dad! The spoilt brat I brought as a prisoner... I want to challenge him," Luchigan reported to his father. “There's no need for that. You've already conquer him once," king Galliard said, "or was your winning not honourable?" "It was. But I want to beat him at his own game. He thinks he can hunt better than me," Luchigan said. "There's no need for that! He's a traitor for attacking you and we have to be very careful dealing with him," his father said. Luchigan left his father alone and went to visit his girlfriend, Marie, a peasant whom he loved secretly. "My love, don't be mad at him. He's only but a young boy. He hasn't experienced the spoils of war. There's no comparison between you and him. He's still far from getting to where you are," Marie said to him as she gradually rubbed her hand on his shoulder. She was giving him a massage to calm him down. Whenever he vi

The next day, King Galliard's advisor told him about the annual fighting contest of the kingdom. But the king was really bothered by the threat at hand. Whenever he got nervous he does some crazy things. He decided to execute three criminals among whom Regis was included. When the guard at Regis' cell heard that he'd be executed, he felt pity for him. Luchigan got the news too and went to confront his father. "Father, I haven't even got to interrogate him," Luchigan said. "There's no need. He tried to kill you," his father replied him. They were at the table having breakfast and Luchigan had just come back from his secret place. He had heard the news on his way home and decided to run back home to know why. "But we could obtain some information from him," Luchi defended, "he's not that tough." "He could be of use to us, father," Chrollo said. "Yes!" Luchi backed him up. "We have to dispose of threats as soon as we find them. That should be a common reason

The King was quite a clown when he gets some alone time with his boys but whenever it was time for business he becomes so extremely disciplined that it becomes contagious to the people around him. The King was born naturally with both the earth and fire crest which meant that he was a magma magic user but he later discovered one more crest which was the wind crest, so the King was a wielder of three crests. His beautiful wife, the Queen had both the wind and water crest which meant that she was a storm magic user. Bran the first son of King Gilliard took over his dad's crest, he had both the earth and fire crest and just like his dad he uses the magma magic. Chrollo the second son of King Gilliard, the calm and collected of them all was calculative just like his mother the Queen, no wonder why he had the same crest of wind and water just like her. He uses the storm magic. Luchigan the last son and child of King Gilliard had this possessive crest of wind and

"The time for jokes are over Regis" Chrollo kept a stern face as he looked towards the direction of Regis. Chrollo had this level of seriousness in him when he's down to business and Regis kept quiet immediately all he could say was it's an honour to hear my name from the mouth of the great Prince of Cistra" "But I have said your name before more than twenty times and still no little atom of respect from a peasant like you" Luchigan fumed. "It's not my fault that I don't see you as loyalty Luchi, try to act like one instead of you to steal the glory of the game I caught that other time" Regis replied. Immediately after Regis just said this, Luchigan snapped and he pulled out his sword and within a split second he melted the prison steel bar and he pinned Regis by his neck to the wall with his left hand and he was about striking him with his sword and Chrollo had to butt in one more time and he held the hand of Luchigan before the sword could conn