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“Hmph. Father, why do we have to enter this retched forest? We could just hire a bunch of mercenaries to do whatever you want us to do in the center of this forest and they'll gladly do it for the gold we'd pay them.”
Looking over to my son, I sigh in my heart as I wonder if it was my soft heart towards my only heir that created this lazy dumbass. Maris Sunton has sun kissed bronze skin with obsidian black hair and aqua blue eyes, and 6 ft tall making him look truly stunning if it weren't for his chubby cheeks, bulging stomach, and fat hands from indulging himself one too many times.
“Son, listen --”
“Father, it is alright. He clearly cannot put it into his pebble sized mind that the whole reason we are here is to show him what the real world is truly like. It is not all woman, booze, and good food and you best remember that, brother.”
On the other hand, it is sometimes disputed on whether my heir's manly soul was stolen and placed into my only daughter. Vanessa Sunton is considered a warrior princess as her flowing blonde hair wrapped in a ponytail, plump red lips, mud brown eyes, and womanly curves make her a top beauty. What makes her a true warrior princess is the armor with pulsating lines, great sword attached to her back, and expert swordsmanship that makes her revered within the military ranks of his prospering kingdom of Sunton. On top of that she is an expert at utilizing Qi, the energy of the world, in strengthening herself and her equipment that allows her to contend with men in the military twice her senior.
“Exactly, my daughter. If you do not listen to me as my heir then you may see what it is like living without the vast riches you are born into. If you continue your tirades you might have to live your favorite “mercenaries” life style to get by in life.”
Gulping with a pale face Maris quickly wipes off the arrogant and enraged look he had before and straightens himself up as he starts to walk with his back straight, his eyes scanning the forest rapidly. Sighing, I shake my head at my sons lack of a spine and keep holding the warding object in my hand. After extensive research the researchers of my kingdom have figured out a way to repel monsters and it has worked splendidly on all the dangerous species it was practiced on.
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My son's education was really an excuse to use this incense without having too many people asking questions. The real reason I am out here with the elite of my military is to enter the core region of this sacred forest to gain some of the treasures within to help my daughter. She will never submit to a marriage and the military of my kingdom would rather revolt than to see her married off to some distant king who would never utilize her might and would just keep her as a trophy.
Hence to improve my standing with the military and to slowly cut away my heir's support I must do this for my daughter. As a king especially in my elder years, I do not truly have that much power; it is my advisers that have the power in my kingdom and it is a constant balancing act in the court to make sure they don't start assassinating each other for more power.
Going back to the present, we have managed to make it to the core region. Pushing back the thick bushes that seem to be dotted all over the core region's outer area we finally make it to the fabled clearing only to stop cold in our tracks. A formless pressure slams into everyone around me including myself and I feel as if I am in the presence of a true king; a ruler of rulers. Looking up as I am barely able to keep my face from smashing into the ground I see a teenage boy in beast skins staring back at me with an indifferent look in his grass green eyes.
The boy simply keeps staring before the aura subsides as if it was an illusion in the first place. One look into the boy's eyes completely negates this fantasy however as the piercing look of a ruler still remains. Hearing a light growl behind the boy I finally notice the twin foxes behind the boy and nearly blanch in terror.
Elemental Foxes, one of the mythical beasts of old, can move mountains and collapse the very oceans with the flick of a tail due to their full grasp of the elements. The two foxes only have two tails but that just means they already have mastery of two elements or so the old legends go. Looking over to the elites I brought with me I realize they see the same thing as I do.
A silent standstill begins as both parties simply stare each other down; one due to fear and the other due to an inability to communicate.