Hellbents
Chapter 63: Water for the Drought

Brak! Brak! Brak!

The slammed wooden chair was broken, almost crushed, four sections at least one meter apart from each position. Either the splinters drifted wildly to scratch Chris' windy cheeks, dripping a speck of blood.

Chris' body was hot and vibrating. The dark hotel room did not hinder him from destroying some other items while shouting loudly.

Dozens of iron-armored guards were on standby at the door, but no one dared to enter when their master went berserk like that. It had been three hours, and the moon was perched with a reddish-purple ring at the end of the black sky, signifying midnight. Fortunately the small hotel they had rented had been booked all over the room just for Chris and his followers, so no one else could complain about how noisy the first prince was that night.

Christopher lost a lot.

This time he could not surpass the boy who if in the palace he always humbled.

His mother always said to be careful of the second queen or her children. But Chris ignored the message because Ezra always thought of as a tame sheep. Whatever he does will not be reciprocated, Ezra is always silent without telling anyone.

However, every time he was invited to the party, Ezra was always the topic of conversation even though he was the first child. They say the third prince is smart, talented, this is it, that's it. But what good would it all be if Ezra would never be king?

Chris knew very well the selection of candidates in the race for the throne was determined by the score in the Maturite ceremony after his 18th birthday, which is why he was very confident in his victory. Being the oldest means he started five years ahead of the other candidates. There's no way he's losing, is he? So all this time he just relaxed while collecting credit score once in a while.

But it turns out that Ezra was not as cool as he thought, the boy seriously tried to match him.

And he lost.

Chris grabbed a glass of water which he immediately sipped out, then put it rough, without breaking. Progression. He no longer broke stuff.

Although his face was still warm, Chris' breathing was more regular after several long gusts. But remembering Ezra's arrogant face when the goddamn mayor chose him again made him ride apoplexy.

Ezra, the mayor, his soldiers, even the mage he hired was useless! This happens because of all of them!

***

No matter how long the official contract was established between Ezra and Jaffaz the mayor. From this agreement Conwa will finally be separated from the drought, while Ezra certainly got millions of coins and credit scores for Maturite. But Ezra is still just beginning his journey. The big target, the Berloi state itself.

As the morning of the demonstration began, thousands of people had gathered to witness the miracle that would stop their woes, to the point that the residents were willing to wait for hours just to see the legendary moment.

Ezra and his entourage were ushered in camels decorated in luxurious and shiny fabrics, their destination a kilometer outside the city walls. When he arrived, Ezra was shocked by the rows of people kneeling and praying. Naturally, months without water would leave them desperate.

"Please, bless us with water, O God!"

"Bless us with water, O God!"

"Here, Prince," the call of Jaffaz awakens Ezra from his horror. Right, what he's going to do is also save the thousands and even millions of people who are threatened with death due to drought.

But ... To be honest Ezra still has not ascertained whether the Temboloe stick he holds will work properly. From the book he knew how the shape and usefulness of Temboloe, but his mother advised not to use it carelessly so that there would be no more floods because of the devil 600 years ago.

Ezra understood that this wand was legendary, but the age of the very old artifact had made him doubtful. Does this stick still work correctly? Or even no longer at all?

So he lifted the stick high with a thumping heart, his prayer the same as the inhabitants. Fungse out!

Jem!

The wooden branches were stuck up to half a meter.

"W-did it work?" the question from one of the people immediately made the crowd whisper low.

There's no reaction?

Is that stick no longer working?

However, suddenly the ground that Ezra was shaking, as well as the twigs that swayed violently as if to escape from the grip of the earth.

Oho!

Small splashes of water flowed from the hole that was still closed. Ezra finally plucked Temboloe from the ground, which instantly splashed the three-meter-high water like a fountain. He's getting soaked soon.

But ... Ezra succeeded!

"Water! The water!" The cheers boomed out loud along with a carefree laugh. Tears of happiness flow from those who bow down in gratitude.

"Young master, you'd better horrify yourself," Al's voice was cold and flat as ever. But it means this is reality.

His first step to becoming king was a success.

Unknowingly, Ezra welcomed hundreds of thanks from the surrounding residents with a wide, sincere smile.

***

After the commotion a few days ago, Ava's routine returned to normal. The morning sport surrounded the ship, no staff would be willing to admonish her not to run around, Ava's position was too important that they ignored the small matter. After that, he will read the book. The stack of books he had just bought had already been read, so Ava only listened to novels whose stories were quite interesting.

He could not hunt considering he was in the middle of the ocean. So the focus turned to potion making.

Just last night he got 200 orders of EXP multiplier potions from an unknown account after his stock was wiped out, Lovers-Person-Handsome.

Very unique.

But Ava could already guess who it was.

Selene.

To order that much directly, at least the other party must have ensured the efficacy of his artificial ingredients. So far no one has dared to dabble in buying from [System] given the high price, so it must be the person who received it directly who can do the proof himself. The list of people who got free samples from Ava is still limited, and among those who are obsessed with one's face is Selena. The money must have been from Ezra, the prince. As expected, Ezra becomes a walking bank and Selena becomes their nurse.

But straight 200 bottles?

Ava is still not sure of the long-term effects if an individual consumes the magic liquid too often, so just in case he limits orders to 20 bottles per month for one buyer.

But it seems that Ezra again has a fixation on something, before Ava, now the potion. The other three accounts ordered 20 bottles each shortly after.

Hisser-hiu. Roy.

Erodalla. Al, the name is simply Alladore if spelled in reverse.

Lastly, of course Ezra. Igoceolon_Psalms. The prince's brand is strong.