Hannoic War
The Dark Morning (Part 16)

"The more laws.the less justice"

the Marcus Tullius Cicero

The dark morning

'There were 14,000 Geralda troops on their way to Castle Fyrr'

The words were ringing in the head of Vesius as he opened a letter in his hand.

"There was a horseman just carrying the letter" Frudarr said, bowing.

Vesius then burned the letter.

"I've heard before.The 14,000 troops reached my family's castle...Fyrr.." - Said Vesius while looking at the paper of his letter burned by a candle.

"Yes my lord, about 2 weeks later the army will reach Fyrr Castle" Thormund said in a cold tone.

"If I bring an army to help Fyrr Castle how long do you think I can go there?" said Vesius.

"About 1 month if 10,000 troops.if there are horses for 10,000 troops then it can be about 1 week.." Thormund said.

"We don't have any more horses, many of our troops are starting to wear no armour" Vesius said, looking at Thormund.

Vesius saw a map of Victa, the road to Fyrr castle was much damaged and it was not easy for thousands of troops to pass through without problems.

Riding troops alone can be difficult, especially when thinking about the supply train.

Vesius then saw his family's flag...

The Ghost Bird's eyes stared at Vesius...

'I want you to be the one to make that happen'

The words of the father of Vesius were ringing in the head of Vesius.

"If 19 knights were riding on horseback with 1 fat man there, how long do you think?" ' said Vesius with his dimly glowing green eyes staring at Tormund.

Tormund then gave a small smile, hearing his master's words. Tormund then woke up from his bow...

"3 days.3 days I am sure it is my master." - Tormund.

"Good, if I can't help 10,000 men.." said Vesius while taking the sword on display in the walls of this room, ". I will bring the equivalent of 10,000 men.."

Staring sharply at Vesius ahead.....

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Outside the dungeon cave are dozens of heroes resting with some soldiers, servants, and some witches.

"His blood keeps coming out!" said one of the heroines as he put a bandage on Willy's foot that had only left his thigh.

Willy was still unconscious and fainted from blood loss.

Some heroes can be seen still traumatized and desperate because of the monster attack in the two.

Some of them were crying and had bitter faces.

"Can't we get more bandages?" Cleorah said.

"Free, it's been a lot of bandages. But her blood did not stop coming out." ' said the heroine with her hands covered with blood.

Zamrut in Willy's forehead is still there but it appears that slowly zamrut in his forehead like darkening.

*Does that signify that he will die.*, thought Cleorah in a panic.

Then Cleorah looked around at the frightened hero and the few servants who cared for some of the heroes.

*No.. there should be no. No one should die again...anything...I must stop this.." , Cleorah said with part of her being strong while part of her being panicked.

He looked towards Cyrus who was silent from earlier.

Cyrus was very quiet and her face dark.

But Cyrus looks silent and looks down still feeling guilty about the deaths of her friends.

*Cyrus is not an option*, thought Cleorah.

Cleorah looked towards Sera.

But Sera looked doubtful, fearful, and panicked. He was too afraid to perform his healing magic which could end in disaster.

*It appears that Balerius's castle is the only option.* , thought Cleorah.

Cleorah then walked away from the group of heroes and ran quickly.

Cleorah ran towards Balradius' castle in a panic.

Cyrus then moved..

And then Cyrus looked at Cleorah with her narrowed gaze that looked lazy and exhausted.

Cyrus then looked towards Sera.

Stand up Cyrus slowly..

Cyrus stood up slowly from her seat limply.

"Hmh" Cyrus said as he nearly fell…

*tek*

But Szeth prevented it with a grip.

"You seem to want to wake up? I help you" said Szeth, who appeared to be exhausted while embracing Cyrus.

Cyrus then shook her head helplessly, signaling that she wanted Szeth to remove her hand from her body.

Szeth then let go of his embrace and moved away slightly from Cyrus.

Cyrus then walked towards Sera.

The woman looked frightened and panicked and filled with confusion...

Cyrus without much energy knelt one foot in front of Sera....

With a look of exhaustion Cyrus looked at Sera...

With a tired look Cyrus....Sera suddenly felt that her anxiety, confusion, and panic were gone..

He was confused about what happened to Cyrus...

"Courage is stupid, most courage is stupidity. But use real courage..dare to step among fear.that is the purest courage.and we need the purest courage today.." ,cyrus said in a voice that seemed powerless, unlike her usual self, "we need your healing magic"

Said Cyrus once more while holding Sera's shoulder.

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The sound of a bonfire burning firewood was heard in the middle of the forest.

A huge fire breaks out between Charla and Hanno.

The two of them stared at the bonfire for a long time.

Waiting for the chicken they bought in this bar has been cooked from being burned in this bonfire.

"It's a pity that there's no Legata lemon we can use to season this chicken" Charla said, fiddling with the contents of her bag.

Lemon is a great spice for chicken meat, with its sour taste it adds to the appetite of chicken. Also the raw smell of chicken can disappear due to lemon.

"Oi Hanno" , call Charla over to Hanno.

Hanno looked pondering and silent from earlier.

Hanno turned her head towards Charla.

"We have to pretend when the road is dangerous like this." said Charla then pulled a rope out of her bag.

The rope was small enough but enough to tie something.

"I want you to help me tie my chest and cover my breasts with this rope" Charla said as she stretched the rope.

Hanno was silent, not responding, but Charla could see she was listening.

"If you ask me what I want to do, I want to disguise myself as a man. Safer on the street, women on the street like now will not be easy to run from ***** bandit on the street" Charla said as she stretched the rope more.

Then Charla put the rope on the ground and unbuttoned the robe on him slowly..

His robe was then placed on the ground.

Then Charla's clothes under her cloak were broken chain armour. Along with dull cloth clothes..

Then Charla opened her chain armour...

Next was his dull clothes...

Behind the chain cloth and his clothes look nothing more that covers his stomach or arms...

Only his chest was covered in a black cloth that was firmly tied behind his back.

Charla had already forgotten the tightness when tied up this black cloth a few months ago...

"I'm going to open this black cloth, and then turn around, and then tie it from behind. Sorry it's hard to tie a lot of rope from behind" Charla said.

Hanno just nodded.

Hanno doesn't seem to have much of a problem with that...

Or the 'embarrassed' Charla thought..

Hanno looked down at Charla's face instead of her body.

*Hahh...What should I expect from this child? Hanno is Hanno.*, thought Charla with a sigh.

After that Charla turned her back, and Hanno then walked closer to Charla.

The sound of Hanno's footsteps stepping towards him sounded.

Then Hanno lowered her hand towards Charla and cut off one leg.

"Do not open the cloth, let me open it myself. Your only task is to tie the rope" Charla said as she held the black cloth behind her back.

Hanno's hand then moved away from her cloth ties hearing that.

And Charla quickly untied the black cloth.

And Charla became bare-chested and there was nothing covering her back.

Charla then covers the*********** with the rope and starts tying the rope slowly.

"Hanno" said Charla, looking back.

Hanno understood and held the rope.

Hanno doesn't seem to care much about this...

*Hanno shouldn't be able to see my breasts from behind.*, thought Charla.

But Charla expects Hanno to have a little care for Charla who is bare-chested now...

But Hanno doesn't.he doesn't care....

*Why do I expect to continue? You should know this kid better than anyone Charla.*, thought Charla.

Hanno then tied the rope slowly, softer than Charla thought..

"You've heard from that bar, haven't you?" said Charla with a sharp look ahead.

"Yes" said Hanno quickly while tidying up the rope.

"Any-ech" , murmured Charla as she began to feel the tightness of the rope.

"I'm sorry I'm buk" Hanno said respectfully.

"It's okay, keep tying it. I just want to know what you're hearing." said Charla, sliding her neck, trying to look back.

Charla heard it...

Has Castle has been taken back by the Malibax family.

and Vespasian...

..Vespasian and his 39,000 troops had already reached the Wind Sword River.

Charla expects brilliant tactics from Vespasian again...

Or Vespasian immediately attacked to retake Has Castle...

Charla could never guess what Vespasian would do again..

Charla has heard back.

There were some small battles around the Black River.

Several other skirmishes were on the border with the rebel Geralda and Victa.

200 Struggles with 500..

100 Battles with 200...

400 Battles with 400...

1,000 battles with 800..

"There was a battle between the bandit groups around the Black Street. There was also another battle between the Geralda and Victa forces at Halum Bridge some say 200 against 100 to 400 against 500" Hanno said as he continued to tie.

"Battle between bandit groups?" said Charla while helping to tie.

" 'The Devil of the Black River' some call him the leader of one of the bandits" Hanno said with a flat face.

"Iblis.from River..Black.

*Only one person has ever been called like that in Strantos.* , thought Charla.

"Kalavvar? That's the nickname General Kalavvar, why does the bandit use that nickname?" ' said Charla while feeling his bond getting stronger until ********** felt very depressed.

The rough feel of this rope can be felt in Charla's body, although uncomfortable, Charla tried to get used to it.

*Should I think about it? Who is this Demon of the Black River?* ,thought Charla.

'Devil of the Black River'.sign for General Kalavvar after the Battle of the Black River.

After the Battle of the Black River, the name Kalavvar had become the most famous name among the people.

How not? Kalavvar kills Krakull 'Blue Hair'.

The famous Tyronian leader had repulsed 21,000 troops with just 3,000 men.

Hundreds of legends and myths were heard in Charla's ear at that time, some say Kalavvar declared himself King of Tyronia and King of Victa, some say that Kalavvar killed Krakull with a toothpick.

There were many other strange myths at that time.simple time.after the Tyronian War.

"There's other news you heard Hanno?" asked Charla.

Hanno may be quiet but a good listener.

Not only that for Charla, Hanno is a nice person who accompanies her, never speaks strangely, confuses obscurely and tells stories written...Charla was tired of it.

Hanno is mostly silent and often only speaks when Charla orders him.

"There are troops who are said to be heading towards Fyrr Castle" Hanno said.

"Where are the troops?" said Charla

"I don't know, just the troops heading to Fyrr Castle the man in the bar said" Hanno said.

"Huh.." - Charla thought about it.

*Geralda or Victa? Possible Geralda...What did Victa send there? But if Geralda's forces are indeed there.then it is likely that Geralda's forces will attack Fyrr Castle.* , Charla thought.

"Is there anything else? What do you hear?" , ask Charla again.

Hanno simply fell silent and then shook her head.

"Say no or yes" Charla said in a strong tone.

"No, I heard nothing else" said Hanno, strengthening the rope.

The sound of the rope bond sounded firmer as Hanno tied her up..

And finally..

"Have you?" said Charla.

"It's done buk" said Hanno as she slowly moved her hand away from Charla's back.

Charla's back strap feels really tight now...

Charla then turned to face Hanno.

Hanno still had no red face, not what Charla had always expected..

"Can you get me a mirror, son?" said Charla.

Charla then looked at her two...

*********** totally covered by rope now....

Hanno immediately moved and immediately picked up a small bag around the campfire.

Charla can feel it..This rope tie is good..perfect? Might as well..

Charla could only say this rope bond was good..

Unstacked makes it can not be seen easily when wearing clothes

"Can you get me my hair paint too?" said Charla.

Hanno continued fiddling with her bag.

Charla always wondered why Hanno was not afraid of her red eyes or her white hair..

But Hanno must have been terrified..

"You're afraid of what will happen after my son's death?" asked Charla.

Charla could feel the night breeze tickling her arm that was not covered in cloth.

Hanno didn't answer.

"Jawab son" said Charla in the voice of command.

Hanno kept not answering.

"Hahh.you're afraid, that's why you decided to live. That's natural" Charla said with a warm smile.

Charla then faces the campfire to warm herself up.

Charla feels pretty cold right now even in front of the bonfire.

Charla wanted to hug herself but stopped. He decided to stay strong.in front of Hanno.

"You're afraid of what will happen after your death, it's natural. Because no one knows son, hundreds of religions say hundreds of fates. From the north of the Victa to the south of Akkad" Charla said.

Charla's hand then gets bored and tidies the wood around her campfire.

The light made Charla's eyes a little sore now.

"I do too.Fear is a natural thing, son, that fool is a person who does not fear many things" said Charla.

Charla then smiled.

"Foolishness is unaccompanied courage the slightest fear" Charla said.

Then something could feel on Charla's back...

Cloth...

The robe then descended covering Charla's back and shoulders..

Make it warm.

A person's hand is then placed on Charla's boat helping to cover her body...

His hands are strong and have a soft feel in them.

"This is the mirror" said Hanno with a flat face without his emotions.

You can see Hanno sitting next to Charla...

"want me to help paint her hair too?" said Hanno, taking her grip off Charla's shoulder.

"No.no need" said Charla with a warm smile while taking a bottle of paint from Hanno's hand.

*Yes.I want to.I want to* , thought Charla with a warm feeling in her heart.

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Sera's hand was placed on Willy's stomach which began to turn pale from blood loss.

Sera took a breath considering all the burdens her friends put on her shoulders...

Cyrus saw him at this moment with serious eyes.

Sera then remembers Willy's words to awaken her power...

"The Magic Skill Activated: The Old God Bandage" Sera said in a serious tone.

Then a light came out of Sera's hand. The unconscious Willy was seen breathing more stably, while the bleeding seemed to stop.

Other heroes saw Charla relieved to see her, including Cyrus.

*Successful..one more spell.*, thought Sera.

"The Mothers Bless" Sera said as she swung her hand over Willy's body.

The light drops on Willy's body.

Some heroes look relieved and amazed by this. Their eyes could at least be warmed with a grain of light coming out from Sera's hands.

*His feet..I should be able to grow his legs.*, thought Sera.

As Sera thought about it, Sera's magic circle grew bigger and her light could be seen becoming brighter. Not only did even the heroes around him feel warm and feel stronger.

But problem...

*Why don't Willy's feet grow? Wh why? Whyyy!?* ,thought Willy.

Willy's face looked fresher than it had been, his chest emerald became bright again but his invisible legs grew.

*It should! Should have! Should be!..why!? Whyyy!?* ,Inner Sera felt panic and regret could not.

"Stabilize your magic, it's too powerful and it's spreading" said someone in an old tone from behind.

Another hero and Sera turned her gaze to the source of the voice.

"Mr Flynn?" said Sera in shock.

"Don't take your eyes off, focus on the target" said Mr. Flynn, holding Sera's shoulder.

"Ba-good" Sera said as she slowly refocused on Willy.

"What did I miss?" said Cleorah as he joined the group of heroes to see Willy being healed by Sera.

"Where have you been?" said Cyrus in a tone that sounded more energetic than her previous self.

Cyrus' eyes looked tired and almost sleepy, but she was more serious and stronger than before.

"I went to call Mr. Flynn at Balradius Castle" Cleorah said.

Cyrus simply fell silent and turned back towards Sera.

Sera still looks panicked even though Flynn is next to her

"Why don't his legs grow!? Whyyy!? Whereas I can grow a lot of strange meat when practicing!? Whyyy!? Why!?" said Sera who looked almost crying.

Sera looks not want to feel guilty because Willy. Sera is indeed a weak woman and has a great sensitivity to guilt and responsibility.

Cleorah remembers Sera crying because she couldn't save a cat hit by a car on a road that even Sera didn't know.

But the years change and Sera begins to mature but still she wants to cry out of guilt.

"Quiet son..quiet.." said Flynn while holding Sera's shoulder.

One of the nurses near Willy then opened the bandage they had placed on Willy's foot slowly.

"T-sir...how do I say this?.his feet are healed..but his feet do not grow back.." , said the servant nervously.

Sera shifted her head towards the servant when she heard his words.

"I can grow it back.I can.I can.I can..I can.." Sera said with tears starting to come down from her eyes.

The magic circle in Sera's hands began to slowly disappear and in the end it was seen that Sera could not cast her magic anymore.

Sera even tried to swing her hand but the magic didn't come out.

"I have to. I have to. I should be able to.." Sera said as she continued to swing her hand trying to cast magic but could not.

"Dear boy, it's too late. If you take out more of your mana than this then your hand will start to break" said Mr. Flynn.

"I can.. I can.. I should be able..no late word is it? No word too late, right? Isn't the word late only used by fools?" said Sera looks panicked and desperate.

Flynn saw her dark blue eyes looking at Sera, seen herself only pouting at Sera's words.

"No. who says that 'the word late is only used by fools' is a person who is too optimistic" ,flynn said as he slowly walked away from the hero.

Other heroes look silent and bitter-faced because they cannot prevent this from happening.

The sound of their sorry groans sounded in Cleorah's ears.

While Cyrus.he just fell silent and looked down..

Cleorah also felt a sense of guilt in her heart..

They were all guilty that day.letting 3 of their friends die.and 1 become paralyzed..

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"Are you ready?" said Perrin, wearing his armour from head to toe while looking at the map on his desk.

The sound of the sea waves was heard outside, while the voice of people busy while preparing something outside the Perrin room was more audible.

"It's ready, my lord" said the soldier.

"Let's release the tentacles of the kraken" Perrin said as he walked out with the sword in his hand.