Orsgadts
Allies

The field and the rubble of the building greeted Emune and his four friends as they arrived at the place called by the Drav King. Horeen did not see anything suspicious but the eyes were of course different from instinct. He is alert and alert.

Emune sipped the water quietly. The wound on his left hand had dried up. Leonz wants to cure her but Emune refuses. He could not forget Elqoz. The wound was just a hint of pain that he was willing to feel as his homage to the dragon.

The borders of Eimersun were in sight. Gnaern, the abandoned city is directly across from Eimersun. I don't know what the King of the Drav but Emune as usual always think positive. There must be something good between these ruins, her inner self.

“This city has long been abandoned. I heard the rebels took control of it,” said Proner.

“Rebellion? As far as I know Eimersun is very peaceful,” Avena stared at the blue sky above them.

“Rebels who want to overthrow Goenhrad,” said Proner. “This is the only place black troops cannot go.”

“Really?” ask Emune.

“Yes. This is the magic territory of Verunum, the beloved old witch of Fairy King Dougraff.” Horeen sat on top of a chunk of rubble. He looked straight at Avena who was making an ice fog. The girl spread her ice fog around them. He will know if something moves and threatens them.

“Thank God I didn't have to use my powers just now. I have to tell Mom to thank King Drav,” said Leonz ceria.

“While earlier you yelled at him ‘boh’ with great enthusiasm,” scorn Avena.

“Because he will take Proner,” says Leonz ketus.

“Well-wicked girl. Leonz, why don't you turn into your adult version just so Proner can kiss you,” seduced Avena.

“Then make love like you and Horeen did in the Magic Forest?” Leonz clucked while shaking his head.

Avena's face immediately flushed red. How did Leonz know? Strange boy, grunts in heart. He was eager to touch the boy far away. Horeen just grinned considering the events of that night.

“You! Little witch pretentious,” said Avena annoyed.

“I'm a descendant of Hertena. Because I am not yet an adult, my power is limited,” said Leonz ketus.

Emune laughed amusedly. He already knew that Horeen and Avena were dating that night.

“Emune, why are you laughing like that?” ask Avena ketus.

Emune cleared his throat. “I was told by the Book of Wisdom that the ice fairy and her descendants who did the unification with any creature would let out a cold wave,” Emune said casually.

Avena grimaces. Means only the weird Proner doesn't know, his mind. That idiot can't possibly know, his mind anymore.

Just then Proner came back from checking around the castle debris. He looks relieved. He was silent for a while, there seemed to be a slight tension between Avena and Leonz, he thought. Leonz looked up and was busy examining his magic powder.

“What's up?” ask Proner to Emune.

Emune whispered to Proner. Proner laughed out loud. He doesn't care about Avena and Horeen who swerve at him. Emune can only scratch his head.

“Avena, a fool like me also knows you've been dating Horeen. One button of your shirt is missed and your vest is upside down,” said Proner amused. “Cast your body is the same,” he said again. He laughed again.

Avena is amazing shy. He turned around and put his clothes together. Horeen glared at Proner as if telling him to shut up.

“Yes, Mr. Lovers, I understand. Why are you hiding it too? Falling in love is natural,” Proner told Horeen.

They all ended up sitting leaning against the ruins of the castle. While all was sitting around, Horeen disappeared and returned with food and drink. He downed Eimersun's expensive wine and shared it with Avena but was refused. Avena doesn't drink liquor. The last time he was drunk, he fell into the river and froze his flow until he regained consciousness.

“Horeen, why is Verunum loved by Fairy King Dougraff?” ask Emune.

“In times of darkness, when all the creatures in Artamea live freely and prey on each other, only Verunum the witch with great power makes a safe haven for witches and fairies. Gnaern this is that place. Fairy King Dougraff gave him a core of power that protected Gnaern from all black magic as a thank you.”

“No, as I recall.” Leonz patted his pudgy cheeks.

“We can't expect their help, Emune,” Proner said.

“I know. We have to fight our own war. I think it's time,” Emune said.

“Do not worry, Father and Mother will definitely help,” Leonz said.

“Thank you, Leonz.”

Avena stands. He felt something. “Something happens in the North,” Avena said.

Avena and Horeen will take Proner, Leonz and Emune north but are stopped when a stallion runs up to them.

“We need rides, right?” said Leonz.

“Thank you, Leonz. I can go crazy if I have to fly again,” said Proner.

The Proner rides a horse with Leonz and Emune. Humans are better on land, Proner is happy. He didn't know whose horse it was but it was in top condition so he drove it tight to the north.

“Away there!” exciting Emune.

The Proner spurred his horse in the direction Emune pointed. Emune jumped down and stretched out her hand, grabbing the hand of a grandmother hanging on the edge of the ravine. Only a stump he clutched tightly saved him from falling into the sharp abyss below. The grandmother was not heavy so Emune himself could help her ride.

“You okay?” ask Emune.

“It's okay. Thank ye. That was very dangerous. Almost,” said the grandmother with a loud breath.

Emune thrust her water bag at the grandmother. The grandmother gulped water from the pouch cheerfully. He looked at Emune from top to bottom. While returning the water bag, he touched Emune's left hand which was scratched by a twig when he met King Drav. He smiled happily.

“You've met them, Elizai. Thank goodness ...” Grandma was smiling.

“Grandma know my name?” ask Emune astonished.

“Of course. Mr. Princess Orsgadt, the long-awaited future queen of my comrades.” The grandmother touched the back of Emune's hand for a moment and then smiled again. “Elqoz and Drav, it's time.”

Emune looked at the grandmother without blinking. She looks just like any other grandmother Emune has ever known. How could he know, Emune asked inwardly.

“Sorry, whose grandma?” ask Emune.

“You don't need to know. You have saved me, I will repay you. Continue your journey to Eimersun. You have been waiting there,” said the grandmother. Soon after, he disappeared.

“Who is that granny?” ask Avena.

“Perhaps the grandmother was called by King Drav,” said Proner.

“Looks like I've seen it,” Horeen said.

“Verunum,” replied Leonz briefly.

Everyone looked towards Leonz. The little girl was looking up at the blue sky. He poured his magic powder into the air. The powder glistened in the sunlight and disappeared just like that.

“The war is near. He's a great ally,” Leonz said. Her golden hair moved slowly due to the wind.