[27th of May, 1547 PS
Severin Capital Wolfsberg, southern borough, Hellwalker Family House]
Ella was sitting with her mother in her room, as her mother was teaching her grammar and mathematics, when they both heard a knock at the door. Curious who would knock so late and sure that it wasn't Henry, as he would stay at the military base this week to train for the upcoming war, Mirna went to open the door. Once she opened, she saw her brother, causing her to grimace.
"Oh. If it isn't my dear brother." Mirna said sarcastically.
"Mirna, your father is dying, and he said he wanted to see his daughter and granddaughter before passing on"
Hearing this, thoughts went off in Mirna's head like fireworks. Should she go visit the man who had always neglected her and treated her as a burden? However, hadn't he been a good father sometimes? Maybe he'd give them something that they could live off of, as a last apology? And finally, should she even trust her brother, Richard? He wasn't exactly the most trustworthy, and he could be trying to kill her. However, once Ella heard this, oblivious to the grudge between her mother and her family, she got excited to see her grandfather.
"Mommy, let's go see grandpa, I didn't even knew I had a grandpa!"
Seeing her daughter so excited, Mirna decided to follow her brother, but not before using a small pocket mirror shaped Magic Location Transmitter, that Henry had bought with three months' salary, to broadcast her location to him and alert him that he should come to them.
"Alright, Richard. We'll go. However, don't forget that I'm a third circle mage, while you're barely a 2 star aura master."
"Sure, sure. Just follow me. We don't know when Father will die."
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In the military base, Henry's MLT began to vibrate, alerting him. Seeing how the location was moving out of their house, he immediately headed to his commander's office, saluting.
"Commander Burlam, please give me permission to head home for a while. My wife just sent me a signal with her MLT."
The commander, Alexander Burlam, a tall, muscular, tan skinned bald man with many scars on his face looked at Henry. He looked cruel but he was actually one of the few people Henry trusted with the secret of his wife's identity.
"Alright, Hellwalker. You have three hours at most"
"Thank you, Commander." After another salute, Henry grabbed his sword and ran out of the base, following his wife's location on the MLT.
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In a dark alley in the outskirts of the city, Mirna began getting suspicious of her brother.
"Richard, where the hell are you taking us? This isn't the way to the palace"
"This is simply a shortcut. Plus, what'd you know? Father never let you out of the palace anyways. You even had to sneak away to meet that filthy commoner."
"Hey, Daddy isn't filthy at all, mister. Daddy's a great man!" Ella couldn't stand for seeing her father insulted by this man.
"Shut up, half breed"
"Richard!" Mirna stopped her brother.
"Alright, alright. We've arrived anyways."
Mirna looked around her, an empty ruin.
"Where is this, Richard?"
"Oh, shut up already!" Richard pulled out his sword, and emitted his two star aura, which was now crimson red, alerting Mirna.
"Ella, get behind me!" Four magic circles appeared in the air near Mirna. "What's with that strange aura? It's more like 5 star aura than 2 star." Mirna thought to herself, as she cast a barrier spell around Ella.
"Hah, dumb bitch, you're just gonna use all your mana, casting a fourth circle barrier spell as a third circle mage. Well, that just makes things easier for me!" Richard plunged at Mirna, moving to stab her, his new strengthened aura increasing his physical abilities.
"Ugh, Firestorm!" A large tornado of fire emerged from Mirna's hands, flying towards Richard. However, Richard simply cut the firestorm like butter. He might not have been talented with aura, but he learned the royal family's swordsmanship technique, after all.
"Damn....Please come quickly, Henry. Something is off about this brother of mine."