Poison Eve
Chapters-1

...Neraida…...

...Not according to its name, the Elf Country was not inhabited by the fairy race....

...Maybe once!...

...Whether it was hundreds or even thousands of years ago....

...It is said that in the time of growth, everyone will experience the awakening of a power…...

...Called the Protective Fairy....

...He said, this protective fairy can do anything....

"Hmmm... What about, my protective fairy?" Evelyn Katz muttered while observing her own palm with a frown.

Crowds were already flocking towards the crowd in the grounds of the Cultural Hall, while the girl was still frozen near the gate.

Blocking way!

"Can I pass?"

Someone's voice teased Evelyn from her daydream, she turned to the source of the voice, and when she looked up to see the owner of the voice, she looked up, he was forced to guess his astonishing height because the voice's face was several inches above his head.

The girl's gaze was now fixated on a porcelain-white taper face with dark-colored fox eyes framed by resolute eyebrows that were incompatible with her sharp nose that looked arrogantly over a pair of thin red lips. The shape of his chin is very round in harmony with his taper face.

Its fox eyes give the appearance of wilderness wanderer eyes commonly used to look far into the dark terrain. His tall jaw confirmed a sturdy face that was unyielding. All of this illustrates the typical intelligence of the aristocrats.

His attitude was calm and his cold gaze contained a magnet.

A gold-patterned high-necked white coat clings snugly to the chest of his field as he waits. The golden silk coiled around her slender waist, the end of her length touching the white tight trousers. Knee-length armor shoes patterned in gold like freshly rubbed looked immaculate. The silky black fine hair as straight as a ruler was draped over his shoulder and softly whipped at the side of his face. The golden headband looks like a glittering fairy crown on her slippery forehead, making the figure look like it emerged from a dream as the delusion of every girl.

"Ehem!" The man cleared his throat. Her voice jerked Evelyn out of her amazement.

"Ah—sorry!" Evelyn suffocated when she realized she was blocking the road. Then rush to fill. But his gaze could not escape from that amazingly charming face without being able to cover his admiration.

"Eve! What the hell are you doing? Hurry a little!" Nadine Katz, her female cousin, shouted from the crowd.

Evelyn blinked and glanced at her older cousin, then glanced back at the man. Unwilling to let go.

The man turned his head back and looked at him with a faint smile. It was so faint that it could not be seen that he was smiling.

"Geely!" the loud voice now sounded close behind him. Then a pair of hands gripped her shoulders from behind and dragged her in a rough motion. "We need to sign up!" his cousin was impatient.

"Ba--well, fine!" Evelyn fluttered and wriggled trying to escape. "Now you can let me go!" he said, shaking Nadine's hand and jerking her shoulder. Then turned around and hurried to follow his cousin sister. He looked back once more, but the charming figure was now no longer in that place.

Gone already! his inner being disappointed, then speeding up his steps followed his older cousin through the crowd.

Soon, they were already lined up in long lines at the registration place.

That day was the Annual Talent Search Day, the routine agenda of the city of Fortress. Everyone in their growing years will not miss it.

Besides being attended by a number of talent scouts from the most prestigious alliances across the continent, this kind of event also gives every teenager the opportunity to know their talents and awaken the most important spiritual power that is better known in terms of protective fairies.

In the Fairy Country, spiritual power and protective elves were the main capital to reach the top of the world.

So, no wonder the place was filled with many people from various corners throughout the area.

"I don't think it's gonna take hours, look at that!" evelyn said as she pointed to the middle of the arena downstairs.

In the middle of the arena a boy was standing tensely in a circle of disc-shaped rainbow light while raising one hand, he said, while all around him the seven robed men of spellbinding armor typical of royal immortal forces channeled light energy from within their bodies through their palms or fingertips into the middle of the arena.

Each of those talent diggers was also covered in a disc-shaped disc of different-color light circles with an average of three circles, except for the talent digger holding the crystal ball. The owner of the crystal ball had four circles of light on his body.

It was the protective fairy powerhouse ritual!

And those seven armour-robed men were called talent diggers. Some people call them Grave Diggers.

Then in a matter of seconds, from the palm of the boy was shining a silver halo of light together with a metal object the size of an adult's index finger.

The thing that comes out of the palm of the boy is called the protective fairy.

And the protective fairy of the boy was a hammer.

Nine honorary officials from the nine most prestigious alliances in the Fairy Country applauded the child's talent.

The hammer protective elf was the best protective fairy who was extremely strong.

The seven armour-robed men who performed the ritual drew their energies and lowered their hands respectively. The circles of light gradually disappeared.

Then one of them stepped into the middle of the arena carrying a crystal ball and held it out to the child.

The boy placed his palm on the crystal ball and shortly afterwards the officials of honor who were said to be scouting officials groaned almost simultaneously.

"What a pity," they muttered disappointedly. "His protector is strong enough, but he has no gift of light."

"Not having the gift of light means having no spiritual talent," commented the armour-robed man who carried the crystal ball earlier while pulling back the crystal ball. "Whatever protective elf you have, without spiritual talent, protective elves are useless!"

The boy let out a disappointed sigh and bowed, then turned around leaving the arena, taking turns with the other participants.

Evelyn exchanged glances with her cousin sister with a look between anxious and curious.

"Just two steps" Evelyn said. "It's not ten minutes for every child."

"Then, we'd better get down now!" Nadine proposed excitedly as well as nervously.

Evelyn followed him, but her gaze combed through the entire place, looking around for the figure of her father among the crowd of everyone. Dad didn't come, did he? he wondered in his heart.

Then he glanced at his mother on the second step of the spectator bench.

His father was not there.

Maybe it's too late, he thought, trying to calm down.

Evelyn's father was a three-star army officer in the kingdom. His name is Rodrigo Katz, better known as Rodrigo Knight. The base is outside the city of Fortress. And as a state servant, his father's time was certainly very limited to private. But her father had promised to attend Evelyn's protective fairy resurrection ceremony.

After all, the resurrection of the protective fairy was a sacred ceremony that would only be performed once in a lifetime.

I'm not gonna miss it! Evelyn convinced herself.

But it seems Evelyn's hope will not come true.

On the way to Fortress, the officer is confronted by a number of men in mysterious ninja uniforms, right at the city's border gate.