Ethan panted as he finally reached the top of a hill, dropping to the ground with a loud thud. Beads of perspiration dropped from his body, causing his shirt to be sticky. His expression was extremely weary, his eyes having this glint of hopelessness in them. Chase also lay beside him, catching his breathe. Both human and dog didn't say anything for some minutes, trying to regain their energy.For hours now they had been walking towards the north, going through forest paths without meeting a single human being. They hid and moved stealthily to avoid being spotted by bandits or wild animals. They weren't powerful enough to handle any peril if they were met with one now. So they decided to be very cautious as it was better to be safe than sorry."When are we going to see Cassio?" Ethan asked, losing all the hope he had. "We've been going for two days now and we still haven't found him. He's the only relative I remember..."Chase couldn't help but sigh as he said, "We would have gotten t
That night Cassio was temporarily assigned to a room in the castle. It belonged to Prince Ken's bodyguards and had previously been inhabited by Matthew and Thorne. But now it was empty because Matthew was still undergoing treatment (his condition had being too grave) while Thorne was dead and gone.Cassio let out a deep sigh as he stared at the large bedroom with two medium size beds and a cubicle which served as the bathroom. There was a large wardrobe standing at a corner of the room and a wooden desk and chair facing the window just like in Ken's room. But unlike Ken's, the desk and chair were covered in dust, evident that they had not been used for a long time.Not everyone pursues knowledge, he muttered to himself as he walked to the bed nearest to the window and sat down, his palms covering his face. I've made it to the castle but it's still uncertain if I can succeed in becoming a knight.Cassio stood up and walked towards the desk. Apart from a mirror, feather and ink on top,
The church was a large building with white bricks, a large cross on top of its roof. There were several rows of windows made of glass, all of them reflecting the sunlight. On closer inspection, there was a sculpture of the moon engraved into the center of the cross. The environment was very serene, making one feel as if one had stepped into another world devoid of problems. Outside the cathedral were several sculptures belonging to legendary figures of Camelot. They represented past kings and knights who had made sacrifices, making Camelot what it was today.The driver of the carriage pulled the reins, causing the two white stallions to halt slowly beside another carriage with Camelot's emblem. There were other several carriages, all of them well packed some meters away from the cathedral. There were chatters as people walked into the church—both rich and poor, noble and common, knight and civilian—they were all given free will to enter the church.This doesn't look like a church whic
When the carriage arrived at the castle, Ken couldn't help but chuckle, "You're going to learn what it takes to become a bodyguard.""You're making it sound horrifying," Cassio said half-heartedly as he looked outside he carriage, admiring his surrounding. The castle had a very large environment with several orchards, gardens and lawns which cast a natural beauty on the surrounding. The air was also fresh like spring, the atmosphere quite and refreshing.I wonder why you'd still want to leave the castle? as Cassio exited the carriage he couldn't help but shake his head. He then walked into the castle building, going past the grim looking guards who heard long spears. He kept wondering if those guards were just ordinary or they were true knights.Cassio navigated his way through the hallway to the bodyguard room which had become his since Matthew had become crippled for life, his chance of advancing from a Bodyguard shattered. He couldn't help but sigh, wondering why people were so unl
Ugh...Cassio finally opened his eyes, becoming conscious. He blinked his eyes a few times in order to adjust to the intensity of sunlight. Closing them he turned around and stood up before finally opening them."You're awake finally," Ken said. He was performing a sword art, his right hand moving with fierceness to create powerful sword strokes which caused ripples in the air. He stopped and sheathed his sword, his lips curling into a warm smile."I guess..." Cassio said awkwardly. He had never fainted out of fear before in his entire life and this was very embarrassing considering how he had boasted that he would become Ken's bodyguard. It was too embarrassing."Well, you may choose not to go through that part of the training and focus on exercises that will strengthen your body and make you faster," Ken said. "I was already a Bodyguard before I could complete the training here.""Those mechanical soldiers, who creates them?" Cassio asked, becoming very intrigued by the mechanism beh
Damn...that was Cassio's only thought as Ken came flying towards him with clenched fists. Knowing that he couldn't possibly fight Ken, he quickly turned around and ran. Several spikes were immediately shot out of the ground towards him, their metal surfaces reflecting the sunlight.Slash! Slash! Slash!Three spikes immediately got him despite him trying his very best to dodge them all. One slashed below his right eye, another slashed his left arm while another stabbed his right chest. He gnashed his teeth and continued running, relying on his reflexes to become nimble.Bang!Ken was already upon him, punching his back. The impact sent Cassio off the ground into the air, five spikes stabbing into his body. He crashed to the ground and rolled several meters out of the spiky region, spitting blood as he immediately rolled voluntarily to evade Ken's kick which would have gotten his head."You can't become my bodyguard by being weak!" Ken yelled with anger evident in his voice. "In order t
Cassio lay in bed, his teeth gnashing in disappointment as he clenched his fists tightly. Why can't I create my Will Body?! Why am I so useless?! Despite all the rigorous training I can't do anything?!He tried standing up but his entire body hurt very badly, he couldn't perform such an action. He could only lie back helplessly and let out a deep sigh. I need to be stronger so that I can avenge the people I truly loved and was indebted to. Being weak won't make me get back at the barbaric Chaldeans and corrupted Hall of Corruption! He didn't include the Cthulhu Cult in his plans for revenge currently because they had not killed anyone dear to him. Although he might hunt them down in the future when he got the strength, the drive to kill them wasn't as strong as the drive to vanquish the Chaldeans and Hall of Corruption.Soon there was a soft knock on the door, a soft voice asking, "Can I come in?""Yes," Cassio said with a low voice. He couldn't raise his voice because he was very wea
That night Cassio stood at the window looking outside, his mind filled with thoughts. I thought I was the one who felt more pain losing Patrick and Joana in a day. I didn't know there was her sister who would find the whole news devastating. I don't know how deep the pain she's feeling now but it must be definitely greater than all the pain I've felt, including the pain of losing my memory.He stared at Medusa who was sleeping soundly in his bed, tucked under the bedsheet. Her eyes were shut tightly, her lips pursed and her face bearing a sad expression. Seeing her in this condition he couldn't help but let out a deep sigh.This is the last person in the Patrick family, he thought within himself. As Joana's sister my obligation is to protect her and make her happy at all costs. It doesn't matter if I die trying. I won't be that loser who was saved by Joana at the expense of her life. Thinking about this make tears freely flow down his cheeks. He didn't try to suppress the tears and le
Cassio and the others who were present on the battlefield and were still alive were healed by the clergyman who had just arrived to stop Walter. He was a Rank six Archbishop of the Church of the Moon and currently oversaw all the affairs of Arthur's City in place of the Prelate who wasn't always around. Like the other clergymen he was cladded in a white robe with silver threads embroidered across, a silver pendant with a moon emblem hanging down his neck. His hair was white as snow while his eyes were as blue as the sea and calm as the morning breeze. His aura soothed everything around, making the battle scene seem like a paradise. Unfortunately apart from Cassio, Ken and Louis every other knight who had attacked Walter lost his life. All of their corpses had being mangled beyond recognition, their armous shredded. "He's being dealt with," the Archbishop said as he pointed at Walter who was now unconscious with his right hand. His action was very smooth and graceful, making the t
A young girl walked towards a castle casually. She had sea blue eyes and white long hair resting on her shoulders, her facial appearance gorgeous. She was dressed in a white floral gown, making her look more graceful like a swan. But within those eyes which appeared calm, were waves of turbulence which seemed to swallow whoever looked into them.Soon she got close to the castle and saw several guards standing there with their long spears. They were all dressed in black full body armours with a red dragon emblem imprinted upon them. They all narrowed their eyes within the helmet visors when they saw her."Halt!" one of them shouted as he pointed his spear at her. "How did you breach the castle's defenses?"The young girl smiled before turning back to glance in a particular direction, "It was a casual stroll past those guards."The other guards couldn't help but look at each other before thrusting their spears at her. They didn't know if she had dealt with the other guards or sneaked in
As the clergyman stepped forward, the other knights couldn't help but tighten their grips around their swords. With the power of a Priest, there was nothing this fugitive would do to escape right now. He was nothing but a magician at the Magic Circle array and a knight at the Will Projecting tier. There was no way he was going through the entire army of Arthur's City plus the clergymen who can change circumstances with mere words. It was said that powerful ones could affect reality itself by just saying it. Apart from knights and magicians, clergymen were another group of insanely powerful individuals favoured by the Supreme Goddess!"You can choose to give up and resist, Walter Anderson," the Priest said. "You've suffered a lot and need to be relieved of your resentment."Walter slowly pointed his sword at the Priest before saying, "You're right. I've suffered a lot and need to relieve my resentment. And that's why I must not be captured!"Sword of Crying Phoenix!He immediately empl
Cassio walked around the market through the crowd of people as he looked at the items for sale. Many people cast their gazes at him in horror as they moved away to maintain a distance. No, they were looking at something wrapped around his neck."That kid...he's wrapping a mutated python around his neck like some accessory!""He killed it?""Definitely. Look, it's still bleeding!""He looks like one of the knights. He's so young!""Wait, isn't that the style of cloth for the royal bodyguards?""This kid must be terrifying!""Didn't you hear? He's Cassio Patrick, Prince Ken's bodyguard! It's said he's even a Swordsman!""Unbelievable!"While the knowledgeable commoners conversed among themselves, the ordinary ones listened with rapt attention as they asked questions. Of course Cassio heard them but he proceeded to walk without saying anything.Suddenly he heard several bells chime, signifying an alarm. Soon several knights ran through the markets, ordering everyone to retreat into their
Cassio moved along with Medusa silently, evading the guards who were patrolling the castle even in broad daylight. He sometimes used the trees as covers and sometimes the statues. Several times the guards would hear footsteps which no doubt belonged to Medusa (who wasn't as nimble as Cassio) and run in that direction. But by the time they were there Cassio was long gone with Medusa. He moved like the wind.Soon they successfully arrived a concealed tunnel on Medusa's direction. This tunnel had a metallic door blocking it. Medusa didn't fret as she took out a hairpin from within her dress, slotting it into the keyhole before turning it professionally."How long have you been doing this?" Cassio couldn't help but ask. With the way Medusa was familiar with the whole lockpick it seemed she had used years to practise this action before becoming a master at it.Click!The door was unlocked and Medusa pushed it open with a smile, "First time I came to the castle I was so depressed and left o
Medusa clutched her stomach as Cassio led her to the servants quarters. As they went through the hallway she couldn't help but stagger like a drunkard as she blabbered. She even pressed her face to Cassio's face and muttered something about a god coming down to cook for her. Cassio was dumbfounded.I didn't know my cooking would be terrifying, Cassio thought to himself as he continued holding the girl. She slowly directed him to her room and opened the door. As a maidservant assigned to the prince's bodyguard, she was privileged to have a room of her own even though it wasn't grand. It was actually small with a small bed and a wooden cupboard. Despite this it was very clean without any sign of dust or cobweb.Cassio couldn't help but become embarrassed as he remembered the situation of his room. It was always very untidy if not for Medusa who always came to clean it up. This was due to his extreme laziness which was unparalleled just like his culinary abilities.Shifting the thought o
Clang! Clang! Clang!Series of white lights flashed as two blades clashed with each other. One was the blade of a large broadsword half the size of a adult while the other belonged to a saber."Being a knight is all about surviving!" Ken yelled as he continued attacking Cassio, forcing the latter to go defensive. He didn't even give him a slight chance of attacking. "One second of lagging and you're dead!"Cassio's hands were now becoming numb as he blocked Ken's terrifying strikes. Even though this Boxer had reduced his power by a big margin, his strength was still terrifying. When the two blades collided, Cassio could feel his blood boil. Every organ in his body screamed in pain as he blocked Ken's sword strikes.Ken slashed at Cassio's chest, his broadsword tearing through the air. Silvery ripples appeared in the sword's direction, heading alongside the sword towards Cassio.I've always being weak all my life, Cassio thought within himself as he lunged forward. I've never had a cha
There was silence in the underground cave for some moments before the genie cleared his throat and transformed into a little child with a puff of smoke. This child looked very normal and was dressed like a noble child, golden ornaments decorating his body. Seeing this Philemon couldn't help but widen his eyes which were shining brightly. He felt like snatching the genie lamp right now and becoming the genie's master. If he wished for more wishes that would be insane! Wishing for more genies would be unimaginable! On the other hand the Chief remained very reserved as he said, "There's no problem with that wish so you can grant it with immediate effect." This is why I don't do business with magicians, the genie couldn't help but frown slightly as he closed his eyes, "Coming up!" He then rubbed his chubby hands together, causing an ethereal energy to surround him. The cave trembled for moments as this ethereal energy split into several other energies. These energies had different
Some miles away from Arthur's City, Camelot's capitalSeveral horses neighed as they galloped across the desert, their long legs digging deep into the hot sands. The riders were all dressed in black outfits which seemed like bandages, hoods over their heads and masks covering their mouths. Scythes were strapped their sides or backs, their eyes narrowing with fierce gazes. This was none other than the Chaldeans, the most powerful and notorious bandits in Camelot. Now the Chaldeans had increased in number and they were now about one hundred skilled bandits.As they rode, only one individual remained in the front of the caravan. His eyes were even more fiercer than the rest and he had a terrifying aura around him. He would occasionally lashed at his black horse, making it neigh as it galloped faster. The others also did the same, following closely behind him.After riding for about an hour, the man in front, who was obviously the leader of the Chaldeans, halted. He raised his left hand u