Death Games
Deal and contest

“Sterrible boy, you want to kill the person you want to meet?” the grin of the old man widened.

Toz looked shocked at his words, different from Reve who had already cooled his face water. “People I want to meet? Are you the glass maker?”

“Entah.”

Reve circulated his gaze around, staring at every single piece of the room. There is nothing strange there, except a wide variety of classy antiques on display in glass cabinets.

“Near,” call Reve. The snake that always accompanied him emerged from under his clothes.

“Reve, what do you want to do?” toz's expression turned anxious.

“She knows too much about us.” Reve twirled the handle of his sword. “If you do not want to talk, then there is no point in us lingering.”

“You sure you'll do it? Considering there are hydra envoys roaming around in this city,” interrupted the old man.

“You, who are you exactly?”

“You are indeed as Noa.” said

“Noa?” connect Toz confused.

“Cih, old fucking jackfruit!” the Umpat Reve finally. “You and him toying with us?”

“I just want to test yourself. So can you keep your gun? That bothers me enough, if you remember the word Noa.”

“Reve, who is Noa?” whisky Toz.

“Old master of the village head.”

“Oh! So that's his name!” toz nods.

Reve threw the sword in hand into the air, so that the weapon disappeared completely. “If you've heard about us from him, does that mean you know what my goal is?”

“Ya.”

“Who knows?”

“Only me and him.”

“So are you a glass maker? I didn't find anything.”

“It was just a nickname, from the art I had.”

“A interesting destiny, because I met you straight away. So, what about the glass maker on the banks of the river Leviosa?”

“That's a lie, because there is only a lodging place for the messenger hydra.”

Reve's face furrowed looking at him. “Follow me,” invite the old man who does not care about the expressions of the people in front of him.

They went back down the stairs and entered the weapon storage. On one of the cabinets, the old man knocked on it three times. Suddenly, there was a noise like the friction of a weapon.

However, it was just the sound of a closet trying to escape from the back of the wall. The old man shifted the closet like a light table and saw the door from the crystal behind it.

There was no sound anymore, the three of them finally went inside. “I-ini!” pekik Toz when he realized what room he came to.

It looked like a torture chamber with all kinds of tools that would make my feathers stand up by just imagining it.

“A-what-what's this place?!”

“Let's just relax, you won't feel it, because our goal is behind that door,” obviously the old man still stepped through the room.

At the next door, the atmosphere felt different. Like a living room, but there are many candles that stand firmly on the floor to illuminate it.

A strange pattern that was thought to be a magic circle, engraved clearly in one corner of the room. Emerald-colored crystal chunks, also decorate the table so as not to be so boring.

“What is this place?” Toz broke the mood with his question.

“This is just a room, to enjoy the solitude,” the old man chuckled while sitting on one of the sofas. “You don't want to sit?”

“I don't like wasting time. Word-”

“Reygan Cottia, why do you want to kill him?” the question is cutting Reve's sentence.

“That has nothing to do with you.”

“But he's a legend of the world Guide. Approaching him is like bringing life to the nations. I'm sure you know what that means.”

Toz who heard their conversation walked slowly and sat down on the sofa slowly.

“I just want to kill him,” firmly Reve.

“Even if I can tell where the person who knows the key is, it does not rule out the possibility if my life is also in danger.”

“Take it easy, no one will know if it's from your mouth.”

The store owner was silent to Reve's words. “I have no intention of telling you.”

“Then why did you bring us here?”

“He is not a person to approach.”

“Don't I tell you I just wanted to kill him?”

“A assandia (fighter) of noble rank will be meaningless.”

Reve laughed, making the two stare in wonder at him. He seemed unable to stop it, until the snake wrapped around Reve's neck dropped and moved away from him. “What is that you heard from Noa Krucoa?”

The old man still silently responded to Reve's remark. He continued, “I don't know, whether the world just exaggerates his name or he is indeed that great.”

“What do you mean?” the shop owner began to show seriousness.

“I'm not a stupid assandia (fighter) who doesn't know who my opponent is. Now, just tell me where the key is.”

“An impatient child.” The old man turned his eyes towards Toz. Toz became nervous from being stared at like that. “Why is a plain boy like you with him?”

“Ah, a-me? I-I just happen to want to explore this world,” explained Toz.

“Including killing Reygan Cottia?”

“He had nothing to do. After getting what I want, we will split up,” timpal Reve while occasionally glancing towards Toz.

Toz's heart immediately felt strange the moment he heard it. It felt a little claustrophobic, it was not pain but more like disappointment.

The biggest reason Toz followed Reve, was because he was only a familiar companion since entering the world of Guide. Although only a roommate, to Toz, Reve was like his friend. Behind his rant and elusive attitude, Toz was very comfortable with him.

It was the same as when he was with Riz. Of course Toz was reluctant if he had to separate from Reve. But he couldn't say it, because they also had something to accomplish. Even so, alone again in the world of Guide, thinking it alone has made loneliness come back to haunt Toz.

The old man who was silent for a moment to digest the expressions of the two youths in front of him, finally made a sound. “If you want to kill him, why did you slaughter the hydra?”

“I can't answer it. Take it easy, whatever I do won't hurt you. As long as you guys keep your mouth shut.”

The old man narrowed his eyes at Reve's chattering that felt like threatening him. “Two days left, there will be a contest in the city square. Come and bring me the grand prize. Then in exchange, I will give you what you want,” said the old man as he stood up from his seat.

Hearing him, Reve threw no answer but a wry face there. Moments later, “ alright, suitable price for malicious information.”

“Do not get me wrong. Even the blood of salamanders and fairy tears, nothing compared to the existence of Reygan Cottia.”

Their talks that day, eventually came to a halt with the deal still awaiting results for his answer.

Two days later, “Reve, are you sure you will follow him?” ask Toz. They both seemed to be getting ready in the room.

“Why do you want to kill Reygan Cottia that badly?”

Reve's activity came to a halt, the indescribable look on his expression was drawn there. Toz realizes it, but still hopes for an answer to come out of Reve's mouth.

“Because he destroyed me.”

Toz's chest rustled strangely, the answer he heard giving something shocking. He doesn't know what to answer. Even until the feet of the two of them came out of the inn building, no one else spoke to each other.

The surrounding crowd does not disturb the view, the wind does not interfere with life, noise does not interfere with hearing. The two continued walking the streets until finally a noticeboard with ancient letters, hinting about the competition.

A match, with attractive prizes offered, and also life as payment is not left behind. It was not a language Toz had ever learned, but he could understand its meaning.

“How can it?” inner Toz thought hard, looking for answers that he never got.

“Ayo,” invite Reve.

The two walked back, crossing the direction from the clue on the notice board. Apparently not only them, the person in front also stepped in the same direction. A square awaits the arrival of its spectators.

Toz was flabbergasted, seeing a sea of humans that he rarely met. On a stage made of crystal, a beautiful sight was clearly emanated there. Several people sat down with their respective unusual auras.

Reve fell silent, and so did Toz. Their eyes met a figure that was quite irritating. Who else if not the antique shop owner who asked Reve to follow the competition.

“What did that old hedgehog do there?” muttered Reve exasperated.

Next to the stage, there was a small gate of crystal stone. There are so many people who will enter it, “that's where the registration is?” lirih Reve when she realized the people who entered got a necklace as a sign.

“Come,” he said to Toz.

Amidst the crowd, the two of them also approached towards the crystal gate. “Ingin tagged?”

“Ya.”

“How many people?” ask her in a relaxed tone. From his manly makeup that resembled nobles, as well as his presence near the gate, Reve estimated that he was an officer in the competition.

“One person.”

“Alright, here's your necklace and please enter it,” obviously the guy thrust something at Reve.

Reve wore it while walking into the gate. Toz approached as Reve passed him. “His talk about what?”

“Maybe fight,” obviously Reve looked around. He took one of the swords that Toz had been holding.

“One more?”

“One more for you, take.”

“You sure? I thought you wanted to wear both.”

“I am assandia (fighter), even without this my ability can produce weapons,” Reve responded with a lazy look.

“Cih, basic. Because the ceremony has not started, let's stand there,” take Toz while pointing to a place that is not so crowded.

About an hour or so waiting, there was a scream accompanied by a beacon on the ceiling. Someone also took over the atmosphere by standing in the middle of the square while making a loud sound.

“For everyone present, introduce in advance, my name is Ergo Fety. The driver who will lead the groove here,” he shouted.

“As you know, the biggest contest on Kristal hill is one of the festivals that anyone will look forward to. And the best gift for the month,” he also directed his hand at something on the stage where people with unusual auras sat there.

It appeared that someone touched a large chunk of crystal that had not been there before. The blue crystal chunk then melted into smoke and displayed the contents it was hiding.

People were screaming when they saw it. A trumpet of beast horns, a golden bow, two crystal bottles with secret liquid, and a black-colored shield, all became the culmination of the final contest.

The crowd cheers rattled the area, making several pairs of eyes stare unhappily at the surroundings.

“The reward is very amazing, moreover the shield, how do you get it?” bleria Sirena asked the old antiquities shop owner.

“That's Miss's secret,” she replied as she stroked her beard. The old man's eyes also highlighted two human children who looked they were no stranger to him.

“It looks like the gift is very great.”

“Great also will not do any good if you can not wear it,” continued Reve who made Toz smile wryly heard it.

“If I could also follow him,” murmured Toz with a slightly disappointed expression.

“What do you want to get?”

“The bow looks good.”

“Busur?” Reve tilted his face.

“Indeed you can wear it?”

“No, but since you are assandia (fighter), wouldn't it be great if it could be combined with archers?” Toz laughed softly.

“Stupid basis,” cela Reve. He looked back on stage. Unintentionally, his gaze met with someone who was next to the old pack of antique shop owners. “This is really a troublesome contest,” murmured slowly.

“I'll tell you the rules of his prayer. For all participants please enter the arena,” said Ergo Fety with a smile.

“Then I went there first,” Reve and Toz were separated.

Toz's eyes still could not be separated from Reve who walked forward to the place where Ergo Fety was standing.

After all the participants have gathered, “Whatever gift you want, you will get. Of course if you deserve it! Here are the rules of the game! Whoever survives to the last point, you are the winner! Anything is permitted, other than death! The race begins!” yelled at her while clapping her hands.

Suddenly, a vine appeared around the square that became the battlefield of the competition, forming a barbed fence confining all the participants standing in the middle of it.

A golden shine scattered around the plant, a sign that the fence is the act of eftraz (healers) and also tankeas (protectors).

“Alright, what interesting spectacle will they present?” lirih someone who also participated sat on the stage.

Increasingly, the participants began to feel the heat on their footing, like there was a fire burning there.

“Aaah!”

“Hot-hot! What the fuck?!” the screams of the participants mutually agreed. Sweat began to wet their bodies, some ran to and fro because they could not stand the heat on the feet.

“A cruel game,” a person smiles among all. “Nigel (appear)” and a fast spinning iron ball over his raised hand.

“Hei! What do you want!” someone realized it.

“Nedierma! (Widespread!)” the iron ball broke into thousands of needles and flew around.

“Aaah!” groan those who are exposed to needle pricks. The attacker smiled at the results he got.

“It's a shame, but your attack didn't hit everything,” between the sexy-clothed woman next to him.

“Clearah Crea, however, there is nothing better than my ability if you want to finish them off quickly,” Aos said arrogantly.

Of the two names it is clear that they are dracula who had a problem with Riz's entourage and almost met Toz and Reve.

“They!” pekik Riz was shocked to see the annoying figure that had scratched him.

“Cih, fortunately I did not participate. But, is the siren okay?” Doxia looked at her traveling companion who seemed to be wiping off the sweat on the forehead.

Unexpectedly, if Riz's entourage was also there. They were watching the contest followed by Rexcel Sirenca, the commander-level assandia (fighter) of the Siren nation.

“Looks, it won't be easy for him,” said Horusca, the red-haired young man who watched the competition. His eyes were fixed on some people with quite a great energy in their bodies.