The scorching sun did not break the spirit of Arion who was helping the farmers to plant paddy. Arion enjoyed his activities, it even seemed like he had forgotten about finding work. During these three days, Arion took Auristela to visit the vast expanse of rice fields near the Omega forest. The farmers are very happy with Arion's help because many of their children are not interested in working in the fields or gardens because they can't stand the heat of the sun and are tired. Many young people prefer to work fishing or as waiters. Arion chuckled at the jokes of the men who devoted their lives as farmers. Auristela sat in the hut lazily, her green eyes staring at Arion flatly. She had finished helping the farmers' wives make lunch. So far, she has been able to cook rice, chop vegetables and chicken, and make chicken soup. It turned out that cooking wasn't too scary and troublesome, but she preferred hunting to cooking. She stroked the bow that was behind her back, which she carrie
"Woah, hey goats. Nice to meet you all." Auristela greeted the goats who were eating that afternoon. The grass here always thrives on feeding them. "Hi, you are the youngest goat." Auristela was still holding the rabbit with black and white fur, and she stroked the brown goat who was standing next to her mother. Arion remembered his father's horse farm. He rarely went to the farm, but he knew how to herd horses into the barn and bathe them. "How many goats are here?" Anthoni joking with the biggest goat, scratched the goat's stomach and turned to Arion, looking at the farm with dreamy eyes. "About 20." "Many goats." Arion sat squatting next to Anthoni, and he also stroked the goat's skin. Anthoni smiled. "An-" It was very difficult for him to address the crown prince by name. "Andres' parents have died. They left a lot of gold, and Andres sold it to build this farm." He didn't lie about the crown prince's parents who had died, but he did lie about the farm. Because this farm b
The sound of birds chirping accompanied Andres and Anthoni, who was walking towards a garden in the king's residence. There was no one along the hall, and there were only statues in the shape of wild beasts. Some lions and bears seemed to move their eyes to see and watch those who passed by. Andres glanced at a painting of a black dragon flying in the sky on one of the room's doors. Every time he saw that picture, his heart beat fast. His uncle was neither wrong nor intentional because, on the door of another room, there was also a painting of an eagle flying with its mouth biting its prey. He didn't know why his uncle chose the beast-themed sculptures and paintings. According to him, it does not match his uncle's character, who has a heart as soft as silk and wise. If citizens could enter the royal palace, they would change their perception of king Dustin. Ah no. It seemed that Andres knew why his uncle chose beasts. Because his uncle liked to hunt wild animals, he challenged hims
Last night there were no cases of attackers at people's homes. The perpetrators seemed to be just warning them to get ready for the next attack. Several palace warriors were dispatched to guard the East. Grassland was short on soldiers. The total number of palace warriors in this country is only a quarter of the population because young people are not interested in working as palace warriors, not willing to risk their lives for the sake of the country. To anticipate something bad, palace warriors undergo very extra training and they are not allowed to die on the battlefield or while dealing with a group of people who disturb the citizens.Ĺĺ"The number of palace warriors can be counted." Almeta shook her head, very sad. Palace warriors are those who will advance to the forefront to protect the country and kingdom, but if their number can be counted by hand, how can this country fight the criminals?"Don't worry. Palace warriors who are not deployed and are assigned to guard the palace
Auristela and Karael were shocked. Arion scratched his head that didn't itch while smiling shyly. "Sorry, I startled you." He was standing next to Auristela, watching her twin sister's face looked annoyed. One eyebrow raised. Then he looked at Karael who was quietly studying his appearance. "Karael?" Arion overheard Auristela and Karael's entire conversation, why does Karael seem to be interrogating Auristela?Karael nodded with a small smile. "You work to help farmers? Or are you a farmer?"Arion frowned. Even now Karael would interrogate him. "I work to help the farmers."Karael folded his arms across his chest. "You are pure elves, why did you choose to work here as a farmer? Wouldn't it be better if you worked on a horse farm?"Arion and Auristela's hearts stopped beating. They are shocked. Does Karael know, that they are a prince and princess of the elven kingdom, and coincidentally their father owns a horse farm?"Is it wrong to work as a farmer? Isn't a farmer very useful for
Andres smiled broadly. His eyes were locked to see Auristela, who was five meters from him who was giving the sack to the boy. "Their clan is well known for their generosity." Andres didn't want to mention the name 'elf,' afraid Auristela and Arion heard him and approached him.Anthoni nodded. "Yeah. Like when they helped you." Anthoni was shocked when a drunk man hit him; the man did not apologize and kept walking. Anthoni clicked his tongue, annoyed. He didn't want to prolong the matter because Andres was next to him. He was afraid that the man would also hurt Andres. "But not all are like them." Anthoni continued his comments about the elven clan. "I know some of them who enjoy demeaning other clans.""Right." Andres turned around when Auristela and Arion walked away from the boy. Don't let them find out.Anthoni also turned around. The two of them were standing in front of the cake shop. "Why are we like spies?" He frowned. "We'd better head home. Before the sun goes down." He loo
Andres looked at Emma, whose cheeks were pink and nervous. He tilts of his lips. He was a boy, and he understood why the waitress was behaving like that. "I ordered the best food here. Whatever it was. Probably the most ordered food." Andres shrugged his shoulders. Actually, he wasn't hungry, he came to this cafe just because he wanted to chat with Arion and Auristela. His stomach was already full of two pieces of bread made by Jemima, his regular baker."Me too. Whatever it is. Because I'm not a picky eater. I'll eat everything as long as it's not poison." Anthoni smiled shyly. Before becoming Andres' friend and bodyguard, he used to eat carelessly, the important thing being that his stomach was full.Emma nodded in understanding. She saw Auristela, who was eating voraciously. "How about grilled venison? Like Auristela eats."Auristela, deliberately avoided Andres and Anthoni's faces because of embarrassment; her voice that was fighting with Arion was heard outside. She turned to And
Anthoni told Almeta to sit next to him. The chairs they sit on are elongated and can be occupied by four skinny people. Almeta pouted and Anthoni gave her half a glass of iced orange, Almeta drank it in one gulp.Andres smiled at Almeta who was snorting. Almeta knew who had made him exhausted and like a madman for looking for the two men. It must be Andres who wants to meet Arion and Auristela."Hi, Almeta." Auristela greets Almeta who smiles at her."Hi, Auristela. We meet again, shall we." Almeta is happy. Finally, she has a female friend! She is lazy with Madam Belanca because the witch often reads her mind without permission and Veloxa did not live in Grassland.Andres glanced at Arion who was stroking the dove in his hand. "When are you guys going to start work?"Arion raised his head and his green eyes stared at Andres. He thought hard to determine the day and time. "Maybe tomorrow afternoon? I'll be working from noon to evening."Andres nodded. "It's okay. Anthoni or Almeta and