Death Games
Farewell to Aza and Betsheba

Betsheba glanced in confusion. For some reason, the atmosphere in Hadesia feels different. Even worse with the appearance of crows a message from his people. A sign that Aegayon Cottia the leader and his students really need it.

He had to meet Aza. After asking the permission of the master teachers because there was a test for his students, Maximus' son was successfully met.

They were talking not far from the dormitory with wary expressions.

“I have to go back to my people.”

“Then I how?”

The old man's hand touched his shoulder. “Do you mind staying here until I get back?”

“How long?”

The elders of the Gyges nation fell silent. There was a look of doubt on his face, as if thinking aloud what answer was worth tossing out of his mouth.

“I can't be sure. But, I will definitely protect you no matter what happens,” and his hand was pointed at Aza's forehead.

The boy froze, realizing there was a strange sensation seeping into it. The heat hit his whole body. And slowly cools down as if to cool the body.

The Prince of War looked up to notice the appearance of the old man who was breathing heavily.

“Open eyes and ears. And be careful, even though the crow's message has been planted just in case, but we don't know what's here. You understand?”

“Mm,” nod the boy.

And suddenly, Betsheba Voskha hugged him instead. This causes confusion to the child as a result of it.

Aza felt strange, due to an unusual sensation. Until the hope is inscribed the old man for his future.

“May you always be protected and blessed. Stay alive no matter what happens, my grandson Aza Axadion Ergo.”

Eventually, they got separated. The fake-named figure looked calmly at his teacher. Where the look in Quisea Sirena's eyes was like a cynical glance at her.

Maybe no one will think. If Aza, Blerda, Orion, and Lascarzio, are sensitive to the views of their teachers.

The four children realized that the teacher was like harboring something on the magma controller.

While the figure of the elder's son from the chimera, stared in disbelief at his father's adopted grandson. Where Thertera turned out his face was fine like never before. His mind as well as his friends were inflamed looking at him. Wondering what happened to him.

But the opportunity to disturb him was lost because of the exams held by the teachers there.

It is sad because Thertera Aszeria is treated arbitrarily and is not considered to be present, even sometimes eating is also not given by the academy because the child is not a Hadesia dependant.

But his new friends helped him a lot.

Who else if it wasn't Lascarzio and Blerda who shared the food with him.

Perhaps he should be grateful despite his depressing position in Hadesia, but his figure was allowed to follow the lessons of the teachers from a distance in plain sight.

Smoke began to billow from the burning in the middle of the field there. Bloodgrya's night-singing spell is sung by Vea Krusevka and August Belmera.

Belze Brask and Jascuer Alcendia encircled the outskirts of the land with drops of the blood of wild animals belonging to Hadesia. Until finally, the smell of smoke mixed with the smell in the smell of everything.

Slowly but surely like taking over all the thoughts of the disciples there. They fainted suddenly without being able to prepare beforehand.

And the teachers who witnessed it left after finishing their final spell.

“Come,” take August to his colleagues.

“According to you, who will wake up first?” jascuer's questions slowed down each other's pace.

The other two said nothing. But a few seconds later, August Belmera voiced what was in his heart.

“Let's go through the killing area, because there might be a trail of Helgida and Romario's killers that we can get.”

Everyone agreed to it.

Now, Thertera Aszeria was speechless. He who had just fainted suddenly was now awake in the middle of nowhere. There were five statues before his eyes, symbolizing the ability he had seen when he would bear the status of a novice guider.

But there, no Crabius served as a guard.

So that his figure became confused as to what Hadesia exam he had just entered.

Slowly, a strange sigh reverberated from within the ground. As if to awaken something yet the surface seemed calm in vision.

Until finally the sound of animal barking jerked his consciousness. Thertera turned her head and found a man whose face was smashed like her before accompanied by two doberman dogs at her side.

The child squinted due to the unusual sensation of the figure in front of him.

Beltelgeuse Orion's.

He wakes up in the boat. Like floating in the lake but the surface of the water is covered with jasmine flowers. And at the end of it a giant lotus leaf floated gallantly while showing off a shattered-faced man accompanied by two dogs on either side.

The young man from the gyges also narrowed his eyes as the look in his eyes met a look with a foreign look that was smiling towards him.

Blerda Siren.

Raised head. He was standing under an acacia tree but covered in snow on its branches. No matter how far the eyes looked there was only him and the rod in front of the eyes that became a painting in the area.

But, a gentle gust of wind delivered the scent of blood towards him. Until he turned around and found five large statues directing the weapon in hand to him.

The girl's heart stopped beating as an unexpected attack hit her consciousness.

And the figure of the shattered-faced man smiled as he watched the scene that befell the girl from a distance.

Trempusa Revos's.

A cold sensation pierced the bone. His body trembled violently as he watched where he was. On the burial ground, with many graves accompanying.

But what was terrible was not his solitude, but the many hands from within the mound seemed to want to rise to the surface.

Slowly but surely a faint voice began to be heard. Like a howl but Trempusa didn't know where it was. Until finally the look in his eyes caught the appearance of a man and two dogs in front of one of the large tombs at the end of the vision.

Revtel Elkaztas's.

All he saw was a lump of ice. It was like being inside a cave but the freezing sensation did not envelop him. And his figure gasped when he saw two dogs standing right under his feet.

It was as if they were separated by two very different worlds. Suddenly someone's footsteps distract him.

The man with the face was crushed but confined in a chunk of ice five meters from his position.

Hydragel Cherry.

Maybe he was the worst. It would have never occurred to him if there were chains from the ground embedded into both arms and chest. As soon as it opened its eyes, this pitiful painting adorned itself.

Even a strange necklace tied her neck. Like a slave but worse. And he was surrounded by five large statues with emblems of ability on each chest.

Slowly but surely the ceiling began to rumble its rhythm. Singing lightning as a sight up there.