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
The look in the eyes that radiated pain and the voice pleading for mercy sounded pathetic. The black boar that was in the cage lay limp. His leg was bleeding from being hit by a trap made of wood. Don't know from what time the wild boar was hanging on the tree.The farmers were happy because they had again caught the wild boar that had been destroying and eating their crops. In total, they had caught four wild boars and they ate the pigs. Are they evil? Well, not completely. Because animals were created to be eaten by humans.Arion and Auristela get rations of roast pork in large quantities because the farmers are very grateful to Arion who has helped them set traps for wild boars so that they managed to catch wild boars one by one and of course have an impact on their thriving plantations and they can harvest. Every night the farmers do not have to worry and think about the fate of their plantations.The sun was overhead, sweat soaking their clothes. They decided to take a break and
A gust of wind blew away Auristela's golden hair. Her robes were slightly parted and revealed the arrows and bows she always carried behind her back. Actually Auristela was too lazy to wear robes, but her father told her and Arion always to wear the robes made by their mother. At first, they thought, this cloak serves to hide their wings. But when they sleep, their wings don't come out. They didn't know their father's spell to hide their beautiful wings. Branches that symbolize that they come from the royal family or from a noble family."Where's Andres, Anthoni, or Almeta?" Auristela looked around the relatively large farm. Some of the goats were chewing grass, and some were sitting relaxed. No one looks after the goats. "They say someone else works here besides the three of them. Why are we here, the farm is always quiet? Does Andres really believe that no one will steal his goats?" Auristela was confused and scratched her itchy head. "So reckless."Arion walked around the farm, lea
"Well, I've only taught you once; you're instantly proficient." Anthoni clapped his hands, and his eyes sparkled with admiration for Arion, who was milking the goats. The elf clan is known to be friendly with nature and animals. Anthoni, Almeta, and Andres have proven it. The goats obeyed as Arion and Auristela approached them to milk them. The goats were calm and did not rebel at all. There were so many privileges that the elf clan had; no wonder the witches learned magic spells from them.Arion stood holding a container of goat's milk. He patted the head of the white and black goat. "Thanks for the milk." The goat made a sound as if it was answering Arion's words. The green-eyed man smiled brilliantly, and Almeta, sitting a meter away from him, was mesmerized by Arion's good looks."Good work." Anthoni patted Arion's shoulder and gave a thumbs up. "I've been working here for a year, but I'm having a hard time trying to milk them because they can't sit still, and out of frustration,