Almekia Kingdom
52. Jasper - Dreams

I found myself in a damp, gloomy and dark room. There was only a cold stone floor and iron bars surrounding this room, it seemed like this room was a dungeon cell. I could see two figures of a little boy, a blond man and a brown haired woman curling up in fear in the corner of the room.

Both of them wore nice clothes and looked luxurious like royal nobles. Although now their clothes are shabby and stained with dirt and mud everywhere.

Perhaps they were princes and little princesses of a kingdom that was being held captive by the enemies of his kingdom. Because of political interests or even the rivalry of two kingdoms that drop each other. It has become a risk and fate for the successors of the kingdom in addition to all the facilities and luxuries of the world that they can get.

A burly executioner, bald-headed and very violent-looking approached them. I asked the two kids about various things. But the two would not answer until the executioner ran out of patience and brandished his stinged whip to beat them up.

The boys try to fight back, preventing the executioner from approaching the girl who is getting scared and curling up to the prison wall. But because the size of his body is much smaller with ease the little boy was hit by the executioner. The executioner got closer to the girl and brandished a whip at her, about to whip the little girl.

The boy who had been knocked down suddenly got back up, ran and made his body as a shield covering the girl's body. Receiving the whip of the spiked whip with his back, many times the small body received the whip in order to protect the little girl.

Who are those two kids? Why did my chest rumble at the sight of their heartbroken yet bold gaze and challenge them? The sharp gaze of the girl reminded me of the sharp gaze of the queen mother.

This time I saw a teenage girl with short brown hair. Wait a minute the beautiful face of the girl is very similar to the face of the queen's mother who was raised several years. The girl ran scared through the bushes, past the grass and thorny weeds, through the darkness of the night.

A dozen heavily armed soldiers pursued him blindly. Slashing every bush that blocked their way. Near, close and closer they chase the girl.

Until finally one of them can approach and catch up with the girl. The soldier slapped his sword at the girl who could not escape.

The beautiful girl had fallen on the ground. There were no injuries to his body, only shock and shock. So that his body trembled violently, especially when he saw the scene before him.

Red, red blood splashes everywhere. But not the blood of the girl, but the blood of a young man. A young man suddenly stood in front of the girl to protect her. The man pushed the girl's body down, replacing her with a sword from the soldier.

I looked more closely at the man's face. He was the little boy I had seen before. She had grown up for a few years, her face had changed to my face!

That young man who protects the girl, unfortunately he is not able to avoid the sword. Fresh red blood flowed profusely from his face, his left eye.

Is this the mother's past? Who is that blonde guy? Is he the same man as the man in my previous memory? The man who fought and supported each other with uncle Morgan. His golden blond hair, his sea-clear blue eyes, and his deformed left eye and covered in black cloth.

That man, the man with the same face as me. Now he's grown up, just as I saw him fighting in Bloody Hell with uncle Morgan. He stormed a castle full of enemy warriors alone.

He kept crashing and attacking fearlessly to free the girl. The girl I am now 100% sure that she is my mother. That girl, my mother is being held captive in the castle's top room.

The blond man finally managed to find and free his mother from enemy captives, but on the way out the castle a pair of formidable enemies confronted them, men and women. At the end of the fight the man managed to finish off the male enemy but let the life of his female enemy who was not able to fight him.

The man had a sword puncture wound deep enough in his stomach from the fight earlier, but he didn't care. He took my mother's hand and carried her running and kept running to the castle roof.

The gear swung its double whip at the dozens of enemy gears that confronted it. As expected of the best gear in the class of Xenogears, even the red gear can move that agile in autopilot mode.

The gear immediately opened its cockpit upon realizing the arrival of its master. Even without stopping his attacking movements. Very sophisticated indeed.

The blonde haired man cradled my mother's body and jumped up the cockpit gear. She put my mother's body in her lap. With great dexterity the man controlled his gear, making the red gear much more powerful at times than before. So that in a short time can subdue all the enemies that block them on the castle roof.

Once it was safe enough, the man controlled and flew his red gear. Mother swiftly gave heal aid to the wound on his stomach the man with his inner energy.

Your mother is a healer? I was shocked to learn this truth. Even I can see his healing ability is very powerful. He can close the wound and stop the bleeding by exerting his inner strength for just a few moments.

Is it because the Queen's mother is pure Solaris? Indeed, the ability of a pure blood Solaris would be unimaginable by common sense. Too great and absurd to imagine. How could my mother with her small body and her age at that time be so young?

Setting the atmosphere back to change quickly, the scenery around me changed instantly. This time I found myself in a small but beautiful temple on the shore of a lake. A huge lake with clear water and huge trees surrounded it. This temple feels foreign to its architectural style, it does not seem to be from this Almekian kingdom. But inevitably the sacred and peaceful impression can be felt there.

The temple is decorated with a variety of beautiful living flowers with various colors, red, pink and white ribbons and all the party trinkets are very lively. The usual view is at a wedding. Whose marriage is this?

In the middle of the altar I could see the bride in her white wedding dress widened at the bottom. The Queen's mother looks very beautiful and stunning in her white wedding dress. His face exuded a happy hue and a smile full of love and gratitude.

Beside the Queen's mother, stood a blond man who repeatedly saved her life. The man also wore a wedding dress, a white tuxedo suit that made him look even more handsome and radiant. Her long hair was neatly combed and braided all the way to her back. His deformed left eye was covered in a white cloth as well this time.

Wait up! If marrying my mother means that the long blonde man is my father? The late king's majesty? Her face looks so much like mine.

The groom pinned a ring of white gold and engraved a large diamond on his mother's ring finger. The ring I knew and knew still adorns the ring finger of my mother's hand even today.

In return the bride also pinned a plain ring to her husband's ring finger as well. This makes them have a pair of rings on their fingers.

The two brides smiled and looked affectionately. Furthermore, they also kissed in front of the public as proof of their love for both of them.

The uncles and aunts and some royal ministers I knew were there. With their faces looking much younger than I know them today. So actually they all know about my father? They were even present at the wedding of the King's father and the Queen's mother? Then why should they keep all this reality to me?

All those present and witnesses of this marriage cheered and applauded. I am so happy to welcome the two newlyweds. Take pride and at the same time touched to see the great marriage between the King and Queen of the Almekia Kingdom.

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