Orsgadts
Strength Map

A peaceful morning in Eimersun has arrived. Emune faced west and looked at the blue sky. Far to the west, his homeland was waiting for him. He held his chest that hurt. After seventeen years of living without knowing anything, feeling like the only human being who has been neglected, Emune now understands how astonishing destiny is.

A gentle touch to his arm stopped Emune's daydream. Leonz smiled at him. Arrand, Fiona and Greg have arrived at the palace. They will soon discuss the attack on Orsgadt.

“Don't worry, Goenhrad is just a doll. Yhourin that we must be aware of,” said Leonz.

“Yes. The witch will definitely make a mistake.” Emune is increasingly aware of the strength of his group. The only thing that worries him is himself.

“He is not as tough as people tell you.” Leonz smiles.

“Is that?” Emune stopped his steps.

Leonz nodded sweetly. “Creatures that have strength are tied to the knight code to use it just for good. If the code is violated, it is no longer useful.”

“Leonz, about Proner,” Emune said. “Protect him. There's too much he's done for me.”

Leonz laughed a little. “Proner will go berserk if you hear you talk like this. He is a descendant of knights and he should defend you.”

Emune laughed. “Yes, I'm so silly. Besides, you wouldn't want to lose your future husband, would you?”

“That's right,” replied Leonz.

Emune smiled. Still joining hands, they continued walking into the royal hall.

In the magnificent Eimersun royal hall, Fiona's cries could no longer be contained. He hugged and hugged Emune. Greg and Arrand smiled looking at the two.

“You're healthy. Emune, you live,” said Fiona.

“Iya. I'm glad you're healthy too. I miss you,” said Emune.

“I too. Oh, yeah, you're not queen yet, but you're like queen. Very graceful,” praise Fiona.

“I actually want to escape from this dress,” whispered Emune.

Fiona laughed amusedly. He remembered Emune who used to be forced to wear short clothes. Once used to it, now instead have to wear a fancy dress because of the demands of Queen Adelaine.

Emune went from Fiona to Greg. Greg hugged him haru. The Emune she once had to save from the kidnappers is now a different woman even though kindness and gentleness do not disappear from her eyes.

“It's still a long way to go but I'm really glad you're home,” Greg said. He patted Emune's shoulder gently.

“I miss judging you and Fiona so I decided to come back soon,” joked Emune.

Greg laughed then pinched Emune's cheek. “Still silly little trolls,” says Greg.

Sean whispered to Elric. “Why can Greg hug Emune?”

“He's Emune's sixth father,” Elric said with a smile. Sean nodded in displeasure.

The last man Emune approached was Arrand. He hugged Arrand while crying sobbing. If a future queen should not cry in the arms of her loved ones, then Emune would choose not to become queen.

Arrand stroked the hair of her foster child lovingly. Emune's fight is tough. If he could replace it. “You are the pride of all of us, Emune. You're never alone.”

“Thank you. I don't know how it would have been without everyone's kindness,” Emune said.

Arrand took something out of his pocket. “A letter from both your parents. When your mother was pregnant, she and your father made this letter. They left it to me so that I would visit the palace another time. Unexpectedly the disaster came and took their lives.”

Emune clasped the letter given by Arrand. He will read it when he is alone. “Thank you, Dad,” said Emune.

***

Orsgadt's royal basement looked like it had just been hit by a giant rampaging garden. Yhourin had already reached the limit of his patience. The last descendant girl of Great King Orsgadt had already returned from the Magical World. Just waiting for time, they would definitely attack Orsgadt. Hertena's descendants on Eimersun's side had already breached his magic defense. That can't happen again.

Yhourin moved her hand and in an instant all the chaos had disappeared. The basement is back to how it was. Even so, he felt tight. He decided to go to Goenhrad.

Goenhrad closed his eyes. He did not desire to see the beautiful women who were roaring his stout body. Had he not needed the light of their lives, he would have already thrown the three of them out of the tower window. He wishes Yhourin was here. He wants his Yhourin.

Yhourin carried a cloud over his head all the way to Goenhrad's room. Upset, wrathful and fed up with Elizai's luck. He will make the calculations and the girl will have to die.

Once in front of Goenhrad's room, the door opened on its own due to Yhourin's power. Seeing Goenhrad seemed uninterested in the beautiful women who were caressing him. Yhourin clucked in annoyance. With a single hand movement, the three women stood up, came out of the room and were sitting limp outside, their entire senses being crippled by Yhourin. The door then closed.

“Thank you for saving me from boredom,” Goenhrad said.

Yhourin lowered her head and whispered in Goenhrad's ear that was holding his waist. “I'll surprise Elizai.”

Goenhrad grinned. Yhourin never played around with his words. He didn't understand it because it was useless. He would rather have Yhourin sprawled tonight after making love to him so he forgot his intentions just now.

Attacking Eimersun was a bad move. Yhourin could start a war if he did. The power of Eimersun was equal to that of Arsyna and Imperia.

Although Goenhrad had Yhourin and Anthura, he was unwilling to be rash. Yhourin said there were fairies and fairy descendants who guarded Elizai. That's what they know, what about what they don't know?

“You have no interest in touching me?” ask Yhourin.

“Of course not. I can still keep you sprawled until tomorrow morning,” said Goenhrad. A perverted grin filled his handsome face despite his scarlet red left eye looking hideous.

***

A large table in the middle of the room contains a map of Artamea. King Duncan was sieged, as were Arrand and Alfred. As strategists, obviously their position is difficult. Fighting against Orsgadt's trained forces alone would require three to five times the strength of their troops.

Assistance from Arsyna was already on the move but they could only arrive at the Orsgadt border five to seven days ahead. As Imperia remained silent, King Duncan was forced to remove Imperia from their list of needed assistance.

Suddenly the door of the big room opened. A well-built man came in while taking off his hood. King Duncan, Alfred and Arrand soon approached him. They hugged and laughed happily because they could meet again.

Emune's body stiffened. He stood up from his chair. Elric stood up. Emune ran over to the man and immediately hugged him. He cried sobbing in the chest of the person who had just come.

“Knight Hemworth,” says Emune slowly.

The man who turned out to be Knight Hemworth was shocked to be hugged by the future queen Orsgadt. As soon as Emune let go of his embrace, he immediately knelt in salute.

“Yang Mulia,” he said solemnly.

“No, you must not kneel before me.” Emune holds the shoulder of the knight who saved her a dozen years ago.

Knight Hemworth had no other choice but to obey Emune's orders. He stood up and smiled to see that the little baby was already a beautiful girl, completely resembling Prince Cedric and Princess Erika. Ah, Arthen would definitely be happy if he met her, his inner self.

Emune hugged the knight Hemworth once again. “Thank you for saving me,” he said. “I don't know how else,” he said softly.

“Be a good queen. That's a fitting reply to all the hardships you've been through,” said the knight with a gentle look.

“I promise,” says Emune.

“Why can she hug Emune?” sean asked Elric.

“He's Emune's other father,” replied Elric. Again Sean just grimaced not understanding.

The meeting was long and long. Concerns about Imperia became a major topic. As Imperia had done nothing, Eimersun and Arsyna still had a chance to win but if Imperia turned against seeking safety from Anthura's rampage, they could lose a landslide.

Horeen stood up and pointed at the boundary of the Imperia region. “I'll be there,” he said. “If they show unpleasant gurgles, I will separate the Imperia region from Arsyna and Orsgadt.”

Hemworth looked towards Horeen. He does not realize there is a fairy among them because it is too focused on arranging strategies with King Duncan, Arrand and Alfred. How could there be fairies here, he thought.

“I Horeen, knight Hemworth. Don't worry, I will do anything to help Emune,” Horeen said.

“Thank you, Horeen,” said Knight Hemworth.

“I'll tell you later,” Alfred whispered to the knight Hemworth.

Leonz stands. He scattered his magic powder on the embossed map.

“Constrate western part. There's a magical power movement there. Witch Goenhrad seems to be impatient,” said the little girl with a smile.

“My hands are already itching to freeze the fire girl,” Avena said. He remembered his fad with Horeen some time ago.

“Means the remaining witches stay and Anthura,” Arrand said.

“I can hinder it but of course I can't beat it,” Leonz said.

Emune wrote, until now he has not found the blue light referred to in the Book of Wisdom. Olevander did not mention anything. He must find her immediately.

Elric clasped Emune's hand. His girlfriend returned it. A round determination was already seen in his girl's eyes, he could only give her some vigor.

“I won't lose,” said Emune.