Fake Princess
Cclxiii Chapter
My horse's footsteps came to a halt as Haruki stopped the horse he was riding. I move my horse around Izumi, and let my hands open the large bag that was hung beside her. Next to my hand moved to reach the bag earlier trying to pull a black cloth inside.
With the short hair that Cia had, many would have thought that she was a boy. But, I don't want to take any risks and sacrifice his safety.
Both of my hands were moving stretched black cloth earlier while the cloth covered the entire body of Cia. I pulled the black cloth forward so that it covered his entire face.
"Is that the place you're talking about?" Haruki riding his horse approached us.
"True, that place."
"Berenike," said Mas'ud to answer Haruki's question.
"Berenike?"
"The name for the place" he said chimed in on Izumi's words.
"All right, we'll be there soon. Remember, not to be far away from each other" Haruki said again moving his horse to walk away from us.
Both my hands moved to pull the bridle that tied my horse. The horse galloped after Haruki's brown horse. Every now and then I held my hand to grab the black cloth that had fallen from Cia's head, and I pushed the cloth back over her head
Haruki slowed down his horse as we got closer to the vast area with countless tall buildings surrounding him. There is no high wall that we often find to limit the area... The place, relying only on high-rise buildings that became the limit of its territory.
A circular coliseum-shaped building stands firmly in the middle of the area. The black dots moving downstream filled the view we saw from the top of the sand dunes.
Haruki glanced at us, his horse moving back quickly approaching the region. As we gazed up from the top of the hill, what seemed was just an ordinary desert... But, when my horse walks through it.
Human skulls sticking out one by one from behind the desert are sometimes blown by the wind.
Is this an open funeral?
That was the first word that came into my head when I looked at the group of humans who threw someone into the sand. The group of men turned around leaving the body of the man they threw earlier.
The sound of birds roaring past, I stared at the group of birds that approached the man earlier. The birds moved to peck at the male body, the previously dim screams heard now disappeared completely.
As we walked past them, the birds were reluctant to move even more vigorously pecked at the corpse of the man who had flooded with blood. My eyes dodged to the side as I accidentally stared at one eyeball hanging from one of the beaks.
What madness is this? I no longer understand this world.
I turned back to look at the corpse earlier, a bird that stood on its body looking cool devouring the long intestine that came out of the stomach of the corpse that had been split wide.
The noise all around filled the ears, some large tall men walking past us. An axe, a sword, or even a large stone with a wooden handle were in their grasp.
Some women I found along the way, all of them... Just wear a thin piece of cloth that covers the bottom of their body and another layer of cloth covers their chest.
I was shocked when I felt my right arm touch something soft. My head turned to look at the woman who had pulled my arm earlier to press against her chest.
"Master? Are you a newcomer here? Would you like to come to my place" said the woman, pressing my arm against her chest.
My body creeped instantly because of his treatment. So this is what my two brothers felt when we visited Metin... After all, is there plastic surgery in the world? Looky... Looky.
"Sorry, can you please keep your hands away from my wife?" Izumi's voice was heard followed by a pull on my right arm.
"He's a girl, and he's my wife. Are you interested in women?" Izumi softly sounded.
"sorry. Because she was carrying a child, I thought she was a boy," she said, pulling her hands together and holding them firmly as her head bowed deeply.
"Are you guys done?" Haruki's words were also heard, the release of his hand grip on my arm by Izumi as I felt a soft pat on my back.
I'll get my horse back to walk in Haruki's footsteps. The woman was still bowed to the other women who surrounded her.
The sound of boisterous cries deafened as we walked across the circular building like the colosseum I said earlier. What's in it? Will I find the gladiatorial battles that were frequent in Roman times?
I'd love to see it. I wanted...
"Today, who's fighting?" There was a male voice walking past us.
"I don't know. Do you want to bet again today?" Connect the man next to him.
"of course. I'll give all my money for the bet, and I'll pick him the strongest. With that, I will be rich" said the other man followed by a loud laughter.
"Excuse me, we're immigrants. If you can tell, what's going on in there?" Haruki said stopping the footsteps of the two men earlier.
"Do you have a lot of money, otherwise... Don't expect to be able to watch the fight" said the man pulling his friend's hand.
"Answer the question very clearly before stepping away. Or I, will fly your head right now," Izumi pointed her sword at the neck of one of the men.