Leaving Mishel at the gate, Ashalain gave some of her things for tracking. After that, she then runs towards the wagon where Akatosh was.

Sitting along with him. "Just what am I doing, leaving my companions behind all for this guy." She said checking her surroundings.

"Seriously, what kind of man would sleep all day." Her eyebrow raised in disregard, observing Akatosh's serein slumber.

At Ravalind near the front gate, Mishel stands there waiting for Garrick to report what had happened. A few hours later Garrick came running to see only Mishel waiting for him.

"Where's Ashalain." Garrick asks.

"She went first because she doesn't want to lose track of him. But more importantly what took you so long to get here?"

"I'm sorry, I was just finished delivering the sword when the king's royal ones needed to meet me." Replies Garrick fixing his shoulder.

"So, what did they need."

"It seems that we have some major problem on our neighboring kingdom." Garrick answered with an uneasiness eye facing towards the north.

"And what would that be?" she sobers.

Watching Akatosh asleep, Ashalain starts to remember why she was chasing him. It all started when Akatosh was on the verge of dying, that's when it awoken the four seals. Revealing a prophecy, submerging Ashalain, for she was the one who triggered his darkest coin.

Things turn out differently, as she was pulled through his void of premonition. Engulf in nothing but chaos, paralyzed as she watches the land tore apart, kingdoms crumble. And for the final breath, she saw the four horsemen of the apocalypse emerging from the sky. Holding a bow, it utters for war, and the other with a sword of fire so shall it breed war. And when the two concluded the other who holds balance will follow pestilence. All for these to one final thing… it came death.

A word struck through her mind. "Come and see." A thing that still haunts her.

As a servant of the Gods, a righteous of light and virtue it's her task to dispose while he's in a deep sleep, but curiosity took her. She wanted to know more of this strange person, so she asks where the wagon is going.

"Um… excuse me grandpa but where are you two heading."

"Oh… we're going to Aghraim, are you an acquaintance with that man." Pointing at Akatosh.

"Not in a million years." Shaking her head in disregard keeping her senses active were bandits, thieves and even monsters might strike the wagon.

An hour later Akatosh finally awakes from his sleep, yet sleepy as hell. And at the right time dusk slowly replace the bright orange sky.

Asking the old couple. "Old man are you two still going to travel even at night?"

"Well, we sometimes travel at night when the day and the path is good--" without finishing his words, her wife suddenly spoke to him.

"I think we should all stay at the inn for tonight. We don't want to endanger the youngsters because of us." Says the elderly woman.

"Alright then, we should reach the inn before nightfall." He says speeding up the wagon.

"I appreciate your doing to us." Akatosh reply with respect.

"Don't worry about that dear." Says the old woman.

Returning to his seat Akatosh realize the little girl (Ashalain) is suspiciously observing him, like a hungry wolf.

With the night takes its turn they were able to reach the inn. Where his bad luck all begun after stealing the sword from Ashalain. Entering the inn, yet same as always, the place is riled up by adventurers and travelers.

Straight to the innkeeper named Garry. "Sup mister how's the inn going?" Akatosh said.

"Welcome young lad, how's Ravalind doing." A heart full welcome he replies.

"Well, its quite a bright city to think off. Oh… Would you mind having some room for today, for this old couple here and this little young girl."

"Well, all the room is full for today, but I only have one reservation, and it is only for three people, and another one is at the basement, you sure?"

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"Don't worry I can be awake at night."

Digging his meal, listening to peoples rustling, laughter and stories he turns to see the young girl sitting at the far corner of the wall eyeing some of the people but mostly watching his every move.

"What have I gotten myself into."

Then he hears a drunken folks speaking some sort of powerful people at some kingdoms that he never heard.

"I heard that Mavigrid's navy queen wanted to sail across the southern sea."

"Well, she must be daring to cross that border. They say the demon of the sea lives in there."

"The thief guild really had a hard time with Ariendal de Shilvia's treasure."

"Pff… good for them, hope for their heads cut off"

While he was eavesdropping the people, something snaps out of his mind. "I should ask some information regarding that temple that Garry last talk about."

"Hey Garry about that temple you've mention last time, care to tell me more about that."

"Are you really an adventurer?" Garry said.

"Well sort off." Akatosh reply.

Garry sighs. "That was an abandoned temple an ancient building during the time of great era of fire and heroes. In order to reach that temple, you must first cross that underground tunnel. Truth to be told it ain't safe anymore since it was occupied by goblins and kobolds. But if I'm not mistaken- -" Garry said as he pores some drinks to the guest. "- -There is even more to that than just a goblin and kobolds."

"Would you care to tell me about that two monster you spoke of."

"Much like elves Kobolds have two kinds, one is a lizard that uses incantations and may use weapons… any of such. The other however are wolf-like human who are more to brute force than their cousins. For goblins, well, they are good at holding weapons but are exceptionally large in numbers. Oh, and I should warn you there is some unknown thing lurking in that temple that I once investigated. I thank the Gods, I’d manage to make it out alive."

"Say mister Garry, got any maps regarding that place."

"Oi-yoy-yoy… Are you planning on going alone to that place?" a smile he let-out.

"What can I say… when there is an opportunity there is stupidity," he smiles.

"Fine I give you the map by tomorrow morning."

Filling what he needs, he descends towards the basement. And unknown to him Ashalain had been eavesdropping him when Akatosh was conversing with Garry. So, right away she follows him.

"Can I ask you something miss, why are you following me?" Akatosh stops.

"I heard your conversation with the innkeeper about that temple and as member of the guild I had taken that mission." She says, pointing her fingers to him with a voice of a sixteen-year-old girl.

"Would you show me some proof that you are a member of the guild?" A persistent tone Akatosh implores.

"Is this good enough for you?" She says, revealing her golden crest guild.

"I see, so how does it work."

"This is the guild crest that shows you are a member of the guild. Also, there is a ranking in the guild, the lowest level is the bronze, second is the silver, followed by gold. Considering these three, the magical crest is the first class of them all. And if you broke the law of the guild, your crest would automatically shatter like a glass, rendering you out from the guild.

"Okay, how do you know if you’re ready to rank up."

The question he utters made Ashalain more curious at what country he came. "When you first receive the amulet, the crest was already imbued with powerful magic. Also, if you killed someone by force and take his or her amulet it will just turn into a piece of metal, no matter how hard you mend nothing will change. The amulet would change by itself if you had enough experience in combatants and killing monsters."

"Okay, now would you go to your room we can discuss this tomorrow morning. This is no place for a royal adventure now shush-shush."

But still, Ashalain cannot trust him, for he might be leaving first in the morning, leaving her behind. So, she persistently asks him to join him in his room till Akatosh finally accepts.

"Fine you can join me, though you might not like the place." Akatosh shrug scratching his head.

Opening the door, Akatosh was mistaken, the room was cleaned and well-kept even the bed.

"I thought that a guild crest would show a stat like showing some screen but what the heck I need to sleep." He yawns searching for a blanket, but none could be found and the basement here is cold.

Knowing the little girl (Ashalain) might be out cold tonight so again he scanned his bag for more blanket and giving it to her.

"T-Thank you." A hard tone of refusal Ashalain said.

"If you really are an adventurer, one must be prepared." A word that thorns her ego.

In a dream, he found himself drenched in darkness, he met himself facing him but different. Covered in blood, eyes are on fire and a dark mist engulf his body.

Out of nowhere his hand grips his throat raising him from the ground, paralyzed while choke to death. Unable to fight, an entity with hunger to eat appears from his other self's back.

Awaken to his horrific dream follow by heavy panting, sweating silently in the middle of the night. "Fuck that shit."

Still panting heavily, he saw Ashalain struggling by the cold. He smiles giving her a layer of blanket, before returning to his sleep.

Opening his eyes, he saw the little girl already preparing herself for the day. Still the cold atmosphere, the warm bed, and the sleepy feeling he again just closes his eyes. Only to be disturbed by Ashalain annoyance, casting magic that he doesn't even know. Creating loud noises inside his head disrupting his comfy sleep.

"Fine, fine I will!" He shouts. "Damn brat."

Dissipate her magic Akatosh pack his things and went upstairs following the young girl. Breaking the silence, she implores. "We'll be leaving immediately."

"Hah… I'm eating first." Akatosh respond ignoring her word, insisted that she just want this done.

"I don't' like your tone princess, doesn't your mother teach you to eat first before work, don't worry I cover the compensation."

"Fine I wait for you at the front door." She spoke.

"Leaving my provisions how stupid of me, why didn't I think about preparing first how stupid of me to just rush things out." Ashalain reckons.

At the first-floor walking towards the exit out of sudden, Akatosh grabs her hand and spoke. "Look having an empty stomach at this day would bring this mission a devastation--"

Cutting him off she persistently insist. "I said, I'll wait for you outside so will you please let go of my hand." Out of nowhere Akatosh's hand smack her head.

"What's wrong with you!"

"Mister, get us some food will ya and an ale for me." Akatosh says, ignoring Ashalain words.

In the end, both eat together. Knowing she didn't eat last night he orders another food filling their empty belly. "Ah finally, a good meal."

"Hey young lady, what's your name."

"Erika." She hesitates.