“Rowen!!!!!”
“Louise, why are you here!”
“You are the one to question me? I am the one with the questions here—, You!!! You are hurt!!!? What happened!?!”
“Reveal yourself?”
But as the situation was calming down, another meeting was taking place, as the same sort of circumstances were occurring some distance away, north of where the battle had taken place.
The woman that had accompanied the three men, had finely stopped running, as she immediately addressed a certain bush on top of the hill, that could be used to observe the south part of the forest. However, as she was scrutinizing the bush with a strong gaze, as though expecting a reply from it, nothing seemed to reach back.
"---."
"------."
“What is it---, lass?”
“Why did you stop me from killing the brat? And if you are here, why did you not help me, in killing that kid?”
“First, I did not want to have my meal ruined. And second, I believe I have already helped you a lot, in all frankness---! There---, take a look?”
However, as the woman questioned the bushes, a voice answered, as the face of an old man came out from within the bushes, to peek at the woman, with a rather uncaring and bored expression, yet at the same time, he was carrying a strong presence by himself, which made the woman furious and annoyed.
“Look at who has already gotten to them. And then, try to speak with me again---, lass.”
But as the old man nudged his head south, the woman turned her head to look as well in the direction she was guided, where the large treeless patch of burned ground could be seen, as many men and a large boar could be caught glimpses of, if one were to have the sight akin, to that of an eagle.
“What do you mean—, who is that!?”
“Head down.”
But as the voice of the old man spoke again, the woman’s complexion became pale with extreme fright, as she did not move a single muscle of her body, while a strong force was scanning the entire area where she and the old man were located.
"---."
“See, were it not for the kind old me. That brat, Baron of the East would have most likely slain you. Still, that is a pretty toy, you got there, lass. Did the prince give it to you?”
"That is not your concern."
But as the pressure caused by the consciousness of the one that was scanning the area disappeared, the old man's face got out from within the bushes again, rebuking the woman, for her lack of gratitude, while he eyed the strange black sphere in her hand, which she had griped strongly the moment the strong consciousness had scanned the area, they were in.
“Then, why have you not come and helped me kill that brat!”
“Hmpf—, you lass. Do you still not think, this old man has already been kind enough to you, with his warning? And so you know, I do not like the tone you are taking with me---. I do not care what your Prince wants to accomplish here, but you are forgetting that I work under the King and the Emperor. So if you want something, then first make a letter of assistance, before assuming, I am here to help all that I see about."
"Hmph! A mere cleaner---!"
"A mere---, what!? Lassy---, are you looking down on me!"
However, whilst the woman became furious and irritated, she began to talk brashly towards the man. However she was cut short of her words, the moment the old man, who still had his body behind the bushes, gave her a side glance of annoyance, making the woman feel herself be plunged in bone-chilling ice water.
As for the woman, she was sure that the old man before herself, could kill her in a moment and not care about the deed, a moment after. As she knew something about the mindset that the cleaners were trained to operate, from some hearsay and from some rumors.
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"If you understand your position, you better leave this place. In fact, it is better if you leave the Kingdom immediately, as you and your "grand plan" had allowed for that old fella, to have seen your face."
"Hmph!"
But at his suggestion, the woman left, without saying any words to the old man, other than a cold harumph towards him. As for the direction, once having descended the hill, she moved northwards, at the fastest speed she could call, but within the limit, in which she could conceal her presence from anyone's eyes.
"Haaaa---, truly, a bunch of stupid children. The idiotic prince is still trying to harass Adam, and the higher-up idiots, really believe they can just play with the Kingdom, simply because is weak? It does not matter how weak it is, a half-dead snake can still bite you to death---. Sigh, kill here, kill there---, why not protect someone for a change? Lad---, try to live long enough, to catch this old man again---. Maybe the next time, you are old enough that you can drink with this old man."
With his final words, the old man walked out of the bushes, looking at the burned patch of forest, which stood as a sore eye in the middle of the yellow-green endless woods. While, his gaze set on the young boy, which was trying to climb to the boar.
"Till we meet again."
[Hmm? Is there someone watching me?]
But at the same time that the old man looked at Levis. Levis himself was in the process of turning towards the woman's voice that had just resounded over the area, but as a prickling sensation rose on his neck, he had the strange feeling of being observed. However, as he turned his head north for a moment, and could detect nothing out of the ordinary. He refocused his attention on the new arrivals, that were coming from the east.
In front of all of the newcomers, was a very young woman, with negligibly lengthy shoulder-length black hair, in blue clothes, and with some protective armor, similar to that of the guards. Rushing directly towards them on horseback, seeming to not care, about the place she was in at the moment, for she seemed to have her eyes solely on the injured Rowen at the moment.
"Rowen!!"
"Young miss wait, slow down! It is dangerous to run like that, if you----, young miss!"
But right behind her, were two other ladies. One who appeared to be in her twenties and another one that seemed to have the same age as the young miss whom they were chasing at the moment.
"Rowen, you---, how did you get injured? Show it to me right now. Do you have any elixirs? Come here, I will nurse you! Stay still! I will take down your bandages, and give you the aid that you require!"
But as the rushing horse halted, from its top speed. The first thing the young woman did, was to reach for Rowen. Whilst she did not even notice the old man, the young boy, and the boar next to Rowen. Though once arrived, she did not waste even a blink of her eyelids, as she went rushing towards him, to inspect his body, then his upper right chest, which was bandaged as though having sustained a heavy injury.
“Luise—, stop.”
“No, you stop. Let me see, I will use the blood, flesh, and bone-nourishing elixirs. Wait! Stay still, I will cut your bandages. Sit down!”
“Luise, stop. The injury is not as bad and severe, as you think.”
“That is for me to decide, now stay down, and do not move.”
“Ahhhh.”
But as the young woman closed on Rowen, she immediately focused her attention on trying to cure Rowen's injury, despite her non-existent knowledge regarding the kind or the state, his injury was in, as she was about to pry it open, from lessening the bandages done by Adrian.
“Young miss! Young master Rowen.”
“Young master Rowen.”
Nonetheless, as she was in a hurry to help Rowen, the two young ladies behind her, reached her location, just three instants later. As the two women's appearances were made clear under the rays of the sun, as they were finely close enough to the group, that even the guards inside the protective shield could see them well. The young lady similar in age to the young miss, had similar lengthy shoulder-length hair, though she seems far taller, and a bit slender when in comparison. For the woman who looked to be in her early twenties, her body was telling a different story, as she seems negligibly more robust than other women of her age, as she gave a strong and decisive presence while keeping her long hair secured at her back in a ponytail hairdo.
“July, Miriam. It has been a while.”
“It has been “a while” indeed, young master Rowen.”
“ “A while”---? Then, can I begin to make my guess, that this is the result of her escape from the academy?”
“Indeed, little Rowen. This is the conclusion of the little miss, ending her big escape.”
Though after the first woman’s reply. It was the voice of a male, to speak with him, as out of nowhere, a man had come to stand right next to him and all the others, as he had silently arrived in the group without attracting or alerting their attention.
“Sigh---. I comprehended the moment I saw her attires and those of July and Miriam.”
[He---!]
However, at this moment, someone was achieving all but to give a normal appearance, as Levis's eyes were wide to the extreme, having seen and observed the man before he was part of the group on the ground. As he had seen him descend from the sky, in a very silent way, as even he was not sure if he could perceive him, were it not for the coincidence that he had looked at the right part of the sky for a moment, and by chance had seen him came over.
[He—, he just now—, descended from the sky! This man must be a King at the very least to do so, right? I can not understand how strong he is, my senses are kind of jumbled when I try to understand him.]
[Yes, he is. And stop gazing like that, it is embarrassing.]
“Luise—! Did you sneak out of the academy to come here for— ouch—, that hurt!?”
“Sneak? I did not sneak, can you not see, I became a guard and came to help you. Since I did not receive any kind reply from a certain someone---, for the last---, two months!”
“Ouch—careful. Where did you steal those clothes?”
“I did not steal them, I bought them fair and square, and now I am using them to walk as a guard, coming to reinforce you.”
“Ahhh—. You know, that you can be liable, if you are found to impersonate the guards, or use their authority. As this is an offense towards the Kindom. Ouchhh—, stop it already.”
“Stay still, I will fix you immediately. I will not let you die so easily.”
“I am not dying—. It is just a little injury, so stop wasting your restoring elixirs.”
“Stay still, I said!”
“Slap”
“Auch, what was that for? Are you here to help me, or to beat me?”
“Both.”
“---.”
“Almost done, let me take some bandages ---, and finished! What do you think, are my healing skills good?”
[How can I say that this is good? Adrian did a far better job while being less painful.] — “Yes, you have become quite good---, since the last time I saw you. Though you still have a long way, to master the art of healing.”
Though looking at his new bandage chest, Rowen was not sure how to answer, as he ended up giving, an answer that held not much faltering nor many untruths.
“See. Now he knows, that I have exquisite medical skills.”
“Young miss, I do not think young master Rowen is the best person to ask for judgment, since he will be biased towards the young miss.”
“And, As I was saying—.”
“Auch---au--auu-auuu, what are you doing?”
Not expecting himself to be maltreated again, Rowen felt his right ear being pulled, as the young miss, out of nowhere began to pull him by his ear, while giving him an angry and irritated glare.
“—Months without trying to call me, who do you think you are! Have you already forgotten about me? And-and found a new woman—!? Who---, who is this child—? Rowen—! It is not like you have to take a woman with a child, and now he is your son or something?”