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Their adventure from Sertayaz to Eldoria began with Aurion and Umbriel joining them. They would ride on horseback without interruption all the way to Ondorin. They traveled without stopping at other villages.

"Why Eldoria in particular?"

"It's the closest neighboring kingdom to Sertayaz."

"Of course, Karma's reputation there is also a factor."

"Most importantly, they don't discriminate against race. Some rumors say that many cendrians and pertils seek refuge in Eldoria."

Umbriel didn't know Ernest was a cendrian. Pertils were no longer looked down upon in Arvania. It was here that he first became suspicious.

"Are we looking for a cendrian?"

"No, we're taking pertils."

"What exactly is our mission?"

"We're going to make Ernest stronger."

"Can't we do

that in Arvania?"

"Umbriel, if you're going to keep asking questions, I don't think you should come."

Aurion's harsh outburst drove Umbriel into silence. He remained silent for miles. At last they were close to Ondorin. They could see the smoke in the distance.

"There seems to be a fire."

"Could Eldoria have declared war?"

"I don't think so. Ondorin is hospitable to Eldoria. Many of the villagers even marry people from Eldoria."

"Then there is rebellion?"

"Wind spirit of

the forest, we beg your help. Share your speed with us."

This was Aurion's spell. His horses began to gallop. They were getting closer and closer to where the smoke was coming from. They realized the gravity of the situation the first time they saw a dead body.

"There's a sound, a child's voice."

"It's hard to hear in this noise, where is it coming from?"

"If you can't hear it, I'll go first."

Umbrus stepped out of Ernest's shadow.

"My king, there is dark magic here, and it is of my kind."

"Stronger than me?"

"Probably on the same level. We won't know until we fight."

"Who?"

"I don't know, I can only smell it."

Umbrus was right, but Ernest's question was wrong. He should have used "what" instead of "who". The sound came from under the mill.

It was the voice of a little girl. A magically created monster was smelling her scent.

"Xal'atath!"

"Beast?" "

No, magic animal. Deaf but sensitive to movement. He can't find her because she's immobilized, he's trying to read her aura in the air."

Now they seemed to have a problem. There was no way he could get her out of there without moving.

"Then the shadow form!"

"Sir, don't!"

Xal'atath was created with a shadow spirit, so he was sensitive to shadows. Xal'atath attacked Ernest's shadow. His reflex skills didn't work this time.

PLAYER NAME: Ernest

LEVEL: 27

HEALTH: 340/807

MANA: 4332/4622

Xal'atath's blows were deadly.

"One hit and half my life is gone! Umbrus!"

"Sir, it's a shadow monster, get out of this form, please!"

Xal'atath was no longer attacking Ernest but looking around. The little girl ran into the mill.

"Tell me everything."

"Xal'atath is a monster created by a curse. An ancient curse that imprisons wizards who wish to enter the shadow world. Unfortunately, even in my full form, I cannot return him to normal."

"Tell me how to defeat it, not him!"

"They cannot feel vibrations because they are caught between two worlds. They can't even realize they've been hurt. That still doesn't mean it can never find you. If it were clear now, it would sense your shadow and attack."

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Xal'atath was a monster that could move between shadows and had no place in the physical world or the shadow world. During the curse, Xal'ataths attack any being that moves around them.

In the end, the only way to help them is to kill them, for they have suffered a lifetime of pain and agony.

"Do not use shadow magic, at your current level you will only help him."

He picked up a stone. Xal'atath crushed it as it cast a shadow.

"End the darkness of the clouds, let the sun shine. I call upon the power of the winds, I command the clouds to disperse, to dispel the shadow cast by the clouds in the sky, to bring back light and warmth, to reveal the sun behind the clouds!"

It was a light breeze, but it dispersed the clouds. The shadow of the mill grew larger, engulfing Xal'atath. Ernest drew his sword and decapitated Xal'atath in one blow. Xal'atath's body burned away.

Ernest went to the girl. The little girl was scared, hiding in the corner. She was not moving.

"Calm down, I've come to save you."

"Aren't you a monster?"

"No, I'm a monster hunter."

The little girl started to cry. Karma and the others had brought Ernest's horse.

"Nothing bad?"

Karma snapped at Aurion.

"Idiot, why would she cry if nothing bad happened? My genius apprentice took care of it."

"It looks like it."

Umbriel's jealousy grew even more.

"And little girl, what is your name?"

The girl spoke only to Ernest.

"No name?"

"Seraphine!" "

Then it looks like we'll call you Sera. Do you know where your parents are?"

The girl's crying intensified. She was crying at the top of her lungs.

"Mom..."

Sera had grown up without a father and had lost

her mother in Xal'atath's attack. The whole village had been devastated and she was the only survivor. Umbriel was impatient.

"So what do we do now?"

"Isn't it obvious? She will come with us until we find someone in charge."

"But the little girl, how can she go on horseback?"

Aurion seemed to have just realized what had happened. He had just remembered the bodies they had seen.

"Let's give the dead the respect they deserve first."

While Karma took care of Sera, the other three carried the bodies and made a graveyard for them until evening. Meanwhile, Sera stared at Karma but never spoke. When she locked eyes with Karma, she averted her gaze.

"Have you done this before?"

"First time for Umbriel too. Karma and I are used to it."

"Do adventurers often come across such things?"

"I haven't seen a girl in such dire straits since Umbriel."

Umbriel's temper flared.

"I wasn't dire! I only lost my father. She lost everything!"

But Aurion didn't mean to belittle her. He was just trying to explain the situation.

"That was the last one. Let's go back inside."

Seraphine was watching Ernest through the glass. When she saw him, her eyes lit up and she ran to the door. Karma watched in amazement. Ernest's face was not the kind of face that children would like, but from her point of view he was a hero.

Sera opened the door. She hugged Ernest and thanked him. Ernest didn't think what he had done was worthy of praise. His battle with Xal'atath was nothing compared to Agares. He stroked her head.

"It's all right with me if you're all right."

Karma couldn't stand the silence.

"I can't believe I'm saying this, but you seem like a real father."

"What? Me?"

Aurion echoed Karma's sentiments.

"What do you say, you can take care of him too."

"Fighting the whole continent or fighting demons? Which is more suitable for a child?"

Umbriel was now sure of his suspicions.

"I knew it! Isn't

that Kaelin?!"

"Don't shout, Umbriel!"

"Why am I always to blame? You're the one who's mastering the king!"

"I'm just an eye-guard for

him, all to prevent the second Elvandor."

Seraphine began to cry again over the shouting.

"Calm down, Sera. They're not fighting."

"But, but..."

"But what?"

"But they treat you badly..."

Aurion approached Sera and bent down.

"You're wrong, young lady. We are their friends. You'll see on our journey."

"We're leaving now? The girl needs to collect herself."

"I know. Let's let the horses rest and then we'll leave."

Karma had set a small table. They ate. Sera was slowly falling asleep. When the smell of smoke dissipated, the smell of corpses that spread throughout the village began to show itself.

"Come on, let's go before we get sick."

Ernest gently took Sera in his arms. She fell asleep as they set off.