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Chapter 8 - Movies on the horse carriage

Chapter 8 - Movies on the horse carriage

It was cold. The weather had changed a lot in the past week and it seemed that winter was coming to the Alwarti continent. But regardless of the cold, the wheels of a carriage insisted on turning. The roads were neither well-maintained nor looked like they had been used much. It was an Avian driving a chariot. A Minotaur was sitting next to him. And a voice came from behind the chariot.

"Can't you use it with a little care?"

“Shut up Askar,” Mefzar said. Hoping he'll stop whining.

The team had bought a 5 gold carriage for the journey. They could sell it back even if it was a little cheaper in the south of the mountains. It was a good purchase. All that was left was to get the horses and the cart safely to the south. Their next stop was Riverdawn, 4 days away.

Arthur was drawing the first plans of the city on the computer. It was pretty ridiculous to plan without seeing the actual construction site, but he was doing it to form an idea for the team anyway. The bumps in the road made it very difficult for him. Finally, he couldn't stand it and decided to do it later. Elda kept her head up like a curious cat, watching what Arthur was doing.

“Would you like to watch a movie?”

“What is that?” Elda said curiously.

“is there bard class right?”

“Of course”

“Instead of telling, the movie is like showing to the story.”

The awning of the Horse Carriage protected the 4 passengers from the wind.

“Askar do you want to join?”

“Different world weirdness? write me too," he said,

4 people were sitting side by side in the back of the Carriage, waiting for Arthur to open the movie.

Arthur opened his favorite movie and it was a suitable movie in the environment, Lord of the Rings. When the members of the team saw the movie scenes, they started to watch with curiosity and interest. They were trying to understand what had happened.

"I thought you had no magic in the world," said Elda in amazement.

“No, but we fantasies these thoughts,” said Arthur

As for the hobbit scenes

“They are like satyrs,” said Darkis.

“Shhh”

They continued to watch carefully. They even forgot about the shaking of the car. They couldn't come to their senses when the closing music played. Even Askar was stuck. Finally, Elda was able to gather herself and say something.

“Arthur, did you lie to us?”

"About what?"

“Technology, only human, peace”

“No … think of it as an illusion, fictitious”

“But the story was so real. Are you sure the power ring isn't real?” Darkis said.

“I'm 100% sure it's pure fantasy. Hmm wait”, then he actually searched the archive for a movie he could open.

“Look, this reflects a little more real life,” he said. By opening the 'Notebook'.

They locked onto the screen as if they were hypnotized again. Mefzar and Bill were curious, but one had to drive and the other had to look for the dangers around.

At the end of the movie, when the text flowed down the black screen, Arthur looked at his teammates.

Askar's eyes filled with tears, but he was holding back from crying. The ladies were crying without hesitation.

“N..that was a good story,” said Darkis.

“Yeah” Elda nodded.

“If we spread this, all Bards will be out of work,” Askar said after he had gathered himself.

Stolen story; please report.

They watched two movies in a row. And they watched so carefully that they didn't even move. Askar stood up and tensed his muscles.

"We should camp, it's getting dark," said Mefzar.

They pulled the cart into the clearing at the side of the road. And they started to set up tents. Arthur had gathered some wood and lit the fire. Elda began to prepare the food.

“Elda, why are you the only one cooking?” said Arthur.

“Have you ever eaten something that others have made?” said Elda, pointing to the team.

“I would not recommend it to learn. When I first joined the team, the food was so bad that I had to take the [cook] class ? ' he said, smiling.

“Elda, you were going to tell me about your word spells, can we talk after dinner?”

"Sure, what do you know"

“There are only 108 main words” Elda's book was very superficial and she was the only source of information.

"That's right, you just read the book I gave you, right?"

"Okay, we'll talk over coffee after dinner."

They had bought some milk from Bardall after Arthur had said that coffee was better with milk. Elda's enchanted pouch also had the feature of preserving food. The team thought they should get one too, so they bought 20 gold before they came to the north.

After dinner, Elda and Arthur sat by the fire with coffee in their hands.

Elda began to speak calmly.

“There are 108 known basic word spells. The last discovery was 100 years ago. Anyway. In word spell enchantments, if you infuse these words with silver, platinum, or gold and engrave them on an object, you can transfer the power of word spells to items. But every basic word magic can be combined with other basic word magic.”

Arthur thought of what Eldan had said, then there was an almost endless array of word magic. But he was even more surprised by the other sentence of the hand.

“And 3 combinations can be made, 4 in 5, and Artis Zurdos made the most combination with 17.”

“Why is it difficult to combine word spells? "Said. Arthur. And Artis Zurdos appeared before him again. His name was also in the book. As the most powerful wizard of the last ten thousand years.

"Each word must be combined with another word and form a whole. If this unity is not achieved, the spell may explode or disappear by itself. Those who work in these combinations must take very high-security measures." said Elda

Elda handed Arthur a book. “We'll talk again after we read this,” she said, handing Arthur a book.

“You have a lot of books, Elda,” he said with a smile.

“The books I used when I was in the academy,” Elda said

Arthur thought of talking to the elves in the Bar. And he wondered why he didn't stay at the academy and continue his magic research.

"Why didn't you stay at the academy and continue your magic research," he said.

When Elda didn't seem to expect the question, Arthur told her about the elves he had met at the bar.

“My father was a lord of a small town in Runera. But he got involved in some business that he shouldn't have gotten involved with. They were exiled to the continent of elves with my mother. It was not free in the academy. I decided to leave too. Maybe I could stay by selling the enchantments I made, but I didn't see the need.” she said, her face falling.

“How about we start a school when we build the town,” said Arthur.

“You can do that?”

“Of course”

“Thank you Arthur it mean a lot to me”

After talking a little more about magic, they joined the firemen.

“Askar, you are driving the car tomorrow, I want to see these movies too,” he said.

Bill nodded, too. The room was curious, and they had had a tiring time focusing their attention on the road.

"Why don't we watch another one before we go to sleep."

The eyes of the team shone. Those who saw the movies wanted to see another one. He was dying to see those who could not see.

“Elda laptop is running out of battery, can you recharge it?”

“Okay,” he said, and muttered something.

“What word spell is that?” Arthur asked Elda.

“The combination of the 2 words “Fill” and “Mana”,” she said.

Arthur planned to read the book on the trip tomorrow. And opened a movie from his archive.

"Harry Potter"

The team was soon locked into the sounds of the laptop.

“Who needs a wand to cast a spell,” Elda said in the middle of the movie.

“Very troublesome,” said Darkis.

Arthur found their response quite satisfying. And he was laughing at these reactions.

After the movie ended, Bill looked a little disappointed.

“Hey Arthur, don't you have any warrior stories in this gadget,” Bill said, pointing to the laptop.

“There is, can watch it tomorrow.”

Arthur's Answer was satisfying. A smile appeared on his face.

Apart from the movie, there was something else they were impressed with. Cities, Roads, Cars. How clean it is.

"Is this the city we're going to build," said Darkis hopefully.

"Probably not," said Arthur.

“I have to produce the cement from scratch, so we will have to wait at least 1-2 years,” said Arthur.

"And the structures in our world use a lot of iron and steel if we can't find a mine near the city I don't think we can afford it"

When Arthur saw his team depressed,

“I can build a great city out of stones, and as new materials become available, with magic it can be even more beautiful than they are,” he said.

Then a question suddenly came to Arthur's mind.

"What will we name the city?"

The team looked at each other. No one had thought of this question. What should they name the city they were going to build?

"Let everyone think of a name by tomorrow night? We'll discuss it then, what do you say?"

After everyone nodded, they began to think about what name they would suggest.

Then

"Let's set the watch line and go to bed," he said. Mefzar without looking at Arthur.

Arthur also wanted to keep watch. He didn't want to be a burden to the team.

“Mefzar, I can keep it if you want, I have the [danger sense] skill,” said Arthur.

Mefzar wasn't expecting such an offer. He looked at the group, then said, "Okay, you're on the first watch," then wake me up in 2 hours and I'll take over, throwing an hourglass at Arthur.

The team retreated to the tents and Arthur started to sit alone as the campfire went out. He didn't bother to light it again as the fire would reduce his vision. He could hear the sounds of wild animals in the distance. There were the sounds of small insects. It was full of life.

Then he looked up. And he saw the presence of a crescent. He hadn't looked at the sky since he had arrived. He just realized. The moon was slightly blue.

“Wha…” then he swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue to keep from making a sound.

He wondered what else I hadn't noticed. Many mysteries were waiting to be discovered in this new world, and Arthur was on the first page of a thick book.

With the absence of fire, he began to feel the cold of the night even more. He grabbed his cloak tighter and began to watch the hourglass. Slowly time passed like grains of sand and the last grain fell. Arthur got up and went to wake Mefzar.

“Mefzar,” he whispered. Avian woke up straight as if he had gotten used to it.

"Is it my turn?" said the room in a whisper. In the tent, the soldier continues to sleep. Arthur shook his head.

“Okay, you can sleep,” he said, and slowly got out of the tent.

Arthur went to the tent he shared with Bill, opened the tent, and went in. Strangely enough, he wasn't snoring. "I'm lucky," he said, reaching out to her.

And he fell asleep with the tiredness of the road.