Re: Turning

Re: Turning
A Friend's Worth


"Hmm?"


Yonaka felt a small pain in his earlobe. Like a tiny needle. He looked back.


There are only rows of beds and curtains. In the healing room, there was only him and Izumi. The room was empty, even as if abandoned. I don't know what the reason is.


Yonaka stroked his ears. He looked back at Izumi who was still lying quietly. Yonaka was not worried about his ears. Before coming to Zelfria, he also often experienced it.


"I hope Shinnichi-kun is okay," muttered Yonaka. It was not good to just leave him. He can only pray for the best.


Yonaka held Izumi's hand. Trying to calm himself. At least, he felt safe being with Izumi.


"I hope everything's okay...."


Yonaka put his head beside the bed. Looking at Izumi's sleeping face. He could feel his face flushed. However, he did not take his eyes off.


"?"


Yonaka raised his head. Hearing footsteps outside. His sense of hearing is quite sharp. It's not wrong.


Brakk! The door of the room opened wide. A knight in armor stood in the doorway.


"Yonaka-dono!"


"A-what's up?" Yonaka was somewhat surprised to hear the knight's cry. He rarely sees that. Did something emergency happen?


"Shinnichi-donoh! He was attacked by demons!"


Blood drained from Yonaka's face. For the first time in his life, he wished his ears had been misheard. However, the worried expression on the knight's face said another.


"S-Shinnichi-kun...?"


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"End...."


In Endel's room, Haira muttered his name. Staring at a young Devil who was lying on the bed. Expressions calm. Despite that, Haira remained worried.


Behind him, Fusena stood up while folding her hands. Unlike Haira, the silver-haired lady did not look worried at all. On the contrary, he even looked a little annoyed.


He finally walked to Endel's bed. Putting her hands on her sister's cheeks, Fusena stared fixedly at Endel.


Then, slap her.


"Fu-Fusena-dono?!"


"Wake up, stupid." Ignoring Haira, Fusena slapped Endel again many times. The sound of the slap echoed in the room. "How much longer are you going to sleep?"


"Ouch! It hurts! Fine, fine! I'm up! I'm up!" Feeling the heat on his cheek, Endel immediately woke up. He glared at Fusena. "What are you doing!?"


"What should I do."


Fusena shrugged her shoulders. He looked back. Endel followed. However, before understanding what he was saying, a gothic Demon girl jumped at him.


"God!"


"I-ira!? Guh!"


Endel receives a hug - or rather, an impact - from Haira. His stomach that had just been healed back was painful. Unable to resist, he could only hold back and smile. Haira did not move, implanting her face into Endel's chest.


"Egr.... Ira?"


"... Hicks."


"Yira!?"


Endel started to panic. He didn't know what to do if a girl was crying on his chest. He looked towards his brother. However, Fusena shifted her gaze, as if not wanting to deal with him. Endel glared at Fusena, determined to disturb her in the future.


"Don't do that again... I-I'm worried.." whispered Haira softly. Enough to hear Endel.


"Uhh... Pardon?" Endel replied unsure. "The hero said that he was curious about my strength, so I got carried away. Sorry, I've worried you."


Explaining his inaccurate reasoning, Endel apologizes to Haira. He did not know that his fiancee was so worried about him. He stroked bob Haira's hair.


"Yes, it's okay."


Haira answered. Rubbed his face into Endel's shirt before standing up. The young man could only accept it with a chest of air. Forgetting how strange this girl in front of him was.


Not commenting, Endel held his head. He felt his head a little unsettled. Sure enough, his left horn was absent.


"Ah, my horns don't exist." Endel held the rest of his left horn. It looks like an empty shell. Endel was not too worried, his spiritual horn could grow again.


"Did I lose?" Endel asked. Not thinking of himself.


Fusena took a breath. Muscle brain is a hassle. He shook his head.


"The result is a series" he answered briefly. "But you and Haira are almost dead."


"Huh?" Endel looked at his brother in confusion. Don't understand what he's saying. "Ira too? What's going on?"


"Hero Samejima tried to attack you and Haira after your duel with Hero Izumi." Fusena folded her hands again. Seemed annoyed, he told me what happened. "That fool almost beheaded Haira."


"What's!? Why would he do that? Haira had nothing to do with it. Why did he attack her?"


Endel almost got out of bed. If Haira hadn't held it back, she might have run out looking for Samejima. In his supervision, no one can mess with Haira.


"Take it easy, End!" Haira kept Endel in custody. "S-Shinnichi-dono stopped him."


"The Princess' servant? He stopped a hero?" Endel was skeptical.


In his eyes, Shinnichi was an ordinary person. Endel thinks if Shinnichi stands in the crowd, he will disappear easily. Moreover, he also did not have anything that made him flashy. How people seem to stop a Hero he can't understand.


"He stood in front of Haira. Endangering his own neck to save you both."


Fusena smiled faintly. Now, he respects Shinnichi more than the King or any other hero. Someone who risked his life to save a helpless enemy. Rarely is there such a person.


"Is that so?" Endel fell silent. He must remember to thank her. Haira also makes


"By the way," added Fusena. "'The Princess' servant also defeated Samejima in a duel."


"Huh!? You're kidding me?!"


Endel widened his eyes to hear Fusena. It's been a surprise to him that Shinnichi has been protecting them. Defeat Samejima in a duel? That's more surprising.


He looked towards Haira. The girl nodded. "D-he beat him with a ball of Mana."


"Eh? Uh!?"


Endel held his head. Is a "empty" really that strong!? He begins to fear Shinnichi.


Geck, tok. A knock on the door stopped their little show. Fusena. "What's wrong?" tanyakanya.


"His Majesty King Albert requests the presence of all of you." The voice of a servant sounded. Message the King.


Fusena narrowed her eyes. He doesn't understand the reason. He looked towards Haira and Endel. If Fusena herself didn't know, the two of them let alone.


"... Good. We'll be there." Fusena finally answered.


"Thank you for understanding." The waiter left.


The room is now quiet. Fusena held her chin. Thinking of the reason for their calling. The obvious thing is that this must be related to the duel this morning.


"Fusena-dono? What do we do?" Haira asked first. Looking at Fusena with worry.


"My eyesight is off. So this is what should happen" replied Fusena. He turned his body. Showing his folded wings. "Come on."


Endel and Haira nodded. Helping Endel get out of bed, Haira follows Fusena.


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The three Devils walked down the hall. Occasionally turn in a wide corridor. The royal hallway looks deserted. Too quiet.


Usually, they saw a pair or three knights patrolling. However, right now they did not see even a single soul. The waiter was nowhere to be found either. It was as if he had just vanished.


The three of them were not good. Fusena stopped before reaching the throne room. He looked towards Haira and Endel.


"Haira, prepare the defense magic. If the situation worsens, use [Teleport] to escape. Take Endel with you."


"I refuse!" Endel protested against Fusena's decision. "I can't just leave my sister."


"Stupid!" Fusena looked at Endel in annoyance. "Are you able to protect me under such circumstances?"


"Err...." Endel looked unsure. Fusena just shook her head.


"I'll be fine." Fusena convinced Endel. He turned his head towards Haira who was chanting her magic spell. "We met outside the city. The south."


Still saying her mantra, Haira nodded. "- Protect us! [Shielding Aura]!" Finished activating his magic, green light began to envelop their bodies. The magic is in accordance with its name. Protect users and selected persons.


Feeling a little safe, Fusena and the others returned to walking. Their footsteps were clearly heard. It sounded like it was echoing throughout the palace.


They arrived in front of the entrance of the throne room. Just like the rest of the palace, there were no door guards. The door opened a little. One cannot see what is inside.


"Don't touch her!"


Fusena and Haira were stunned. Despite only briefly getting to know Shinnichi, they never saw or heard the young man so angry.


They rushed in. Inside, a red light shone through the room. In the middle, they could see the battered Shinnichi on the floor. Full of blood and bruises. His right hand was even cut off.


"FIO! I'LL BE BACK! I SWEAR I'LL BE BACK FOR YOU! ANYHOW!"


Shinnichi's voice filled their eardrums. The vow was shaking in their chest cavity. Endel could even feel a cold sensation down his spine. Shinnichi's aura of hatred exceeded anything he had ever encountered on the battlefield.


"I-it's... Teleportation magic circle!"


"Teleportation?!"


"Guichi-dono!"


Before he could do anything, Shinnichi was swallowed by the light. After a while, the light was dim. Shinnichi is no longer in sight.


"Ah, the devils have come."


At the end of the room, Estoc smiled. His words made everyone in the room turn their heads towards them.


"You guys came at the right time." A golden-haired young man opened his hand. "The loser just disappeared."


"You!" Fusena stared intently at Albert, Estoc and Samejima. "How can you do that to your own people?!"


"My lady?" Albert now answered. Snorted. "It's just a lowly piece of trash that needs to be thrown away."


"Junk?! Shinnichi-dono scum?!" Fusena growling. "You're not sane! What will the people think?!"


He could not believe what the king said. A good guy like Shinnichi is trash? Only monsters or mindless animals thought about it.


"No problem. You guys know why?" The little smiling estoc. "Because we didn't do anything."


"!?"


Fusena realized what he was saying.


A Man died in the palace. The King with the Hero and the Three Demons. Which is more trusted as the killer?


"You...." Fusena clenched both of her hands. The wings start to widen. Showing its red black color and wide size.


"Haha! Pretty smart, right?" Samejima. "I'm impressed too."


"Ck." Fusena clicked his tongue. He looked towards Haira and Endel. "Go! Now!"


They both nodded immediately. Endel grabbed Haira's hand. Where the girl started to come out. Creating a faint white light.


"I won't let it!" Samejima pulls Riveria. It lunges forward.


Fusena did not remain silent. He kicked the floor. Opening his hand, showing off his sharp dark red claws that had just grown. Unlike Haira and Endel, he is a Dragon-kin.


Sriing! Samejima swung his sword. Fusena raised her hand. Fend off that magic sword. Sparks of fire were thrown from the friction between the sword blade and the dragon claws.


Fusena clenched her hand. Hit her stomach in full force.


"Geeh!"


Samejima bounced back. Darting in the air. Before hitting the ground, Samejima came to a halt. Some knights used wind magic to stop him in the air. Samejima went down unharmed.


At the same time, Endel and Haira were engulfed in a white light. In an instant, they disappeared. Fusena breathed a sigh of relief.


"So, they're running away."


Samejima spit to the side. Then, he turned towards Fusena.


Then, smile.


"!?"


Fusena felt her hair standing up. He jumped to the side. On-time. An arrow whistled past him, almost hitting his head.


Jem! An arrow stuck in one of the white pillars. It showed how powerful the energy behind the arrow was.


Fusena looked back. A long black haired girl stood looking at him. In his hand, a golden arrow. Her beautiful face was covered by a clear expression of sadness.


"You...." Yonaka pulled back his bow. His voice vibrates. "What are you doing Shinnichi-kun?!"


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Yonaka could not believe his eyes. A terrible sight was held before him. In the doorway of the room, he could see everything.


Samejima and a Devil fight. A bunch of frightened knights. Then, in the middle of the room. There's a piece of hand.


Not ordinary hands. Yonaka recognized the hand.


The hands of his friend who always smiled softly. The hands of his friend who is always kind; the hands of Shinnichi.


Now lying on top of a pool of deep blood.


Yonaka felt his heart fall. Falling into the abyss of despair. The sadness began to eat him.


He lifted his bow and pulled the strings. Targeting the people responsible. The devil who took away his precious friend. Yonaka released the arrow.


"You...." Yonaka tried to make her voice. The sadness was replaced by anger. "WHAT IS SHINNICHI-KUN?!"


Exclaiming with a loud voice, Yonaka released a barrage of arrows from the Paragrine. Each one is directed to his heart, head and heart. Accuracy cannot be matched.


Fusena deflected the arrow with her wings. "Wait!" yells. "This one does nothing!"


"lik! You attacked him!" Yonaka is not listening. The devil killed Shinnichi! It is not worth listening to. "You killed Shinnichi-kun!"


He continued to attack Fusena with his arrows. In contrast to the meek Yonaka, he released the arrow in order to kill.


Fyu! Fyu! Fyu! Fusena covered her body behind her wings. Yonaka's arrow bounced off without hurting him. He could only survive, without harming Yonaka. How could? If he attacks her, Yonaka's suspicions can be ascertained.


"Shinnichi-dono killed them! Believe me!" Fusena kept trying to convince the archer hero.


"SILENCE!" yonaka. Tears continued to wash over his face. "You! You killed my friend! Someone precious to me! You'll pay for what you did!"


"Destroy my Enemy with your lightning bolt! [Apollo]!" From the Paragrine, yellow lightning was formed. Yonaka fired it right into Fusena's wing.


ZU! ZU! ZU! DUM! Suddenly, a flash of yellow light struck Fusena from above. Dozens of lightning bolts struck the Demon's body, forming a gigantic lightning pillar. Thunder rumbles and electrical cracks followed.


"!!?"


Fusena could not resist the attack. Even screaming can't. The woman could only accept Yonaka's direct attack.


The woman collapsed to the ground. Smoke floated above his charred body. Despite that, Fusena was still breathing. The defense of a Dragon Demon was indeed not to be underestimated.


Yonaka kneel. Using [Apollo] drained the Mananya. But, he gritted his teeth and stood back up. He pointed his arrow at Fusena.


"Say...." Yonaka took a breath. Trying to hold back his anger. "Why did you do that...."


"I... Insch mate." Fusena muttering. Cannot use human language. "... They.killed him...."


Yonaka. He lowered his head. Hiding his facial expression.


"Godaka! Don't listen to the devil! He killed Shinnichi!" samejima. Adding oil to the fireplace. "Kill him before he runs away!"


"To-please...." Fusena. "Trust me...."


Yonaka. Losing Shinnichi, killing someone. His heart is not ready for this. At a time like this, what would Shinnichi do?


Fusena is not wasting a chance. "[Transforms]." He muttered the name of his race ability.


WOWOSH! A red aura came out from Fusena's body. He shot an arrow towards him. It was as if a tornado had appeared inside the room. Yonaka and everyone in the room were pushed back. Dust began to billow, covering Fusena.


"Groaaarr!" A wild roar echoed in the room. From the cloud of dust, a black red dragon stood up.


Looking like a European dragon, it had a pair of wings on its back. Two pairs of horns are long, the claws are sharp. The dragon is Fusena. Using the special abilities of the Dragon-kin race, he changed his form into a dragon.


Fusena looked around. Yonaka looked at him in disbelief. Meanwhile, Albert, Estoc and Samejima just stared at him silently.


Fusena wasn't waiting. He jumped, flapped his wings and flew. The resulting shock wave is enough to create a hole in the floor.


"Kurora!" Fusena opened her mouth. The red light shot out. Destroying the roof of the room and creating a hole for him.


Dropping the debris down, Fusena flew away. Escape from the Victorian kingdom with Endel and Haira. This is not the last time they're seen.


Yonaka looked at Fusena. He bit his lips. It was so strong that fresh blood flowed from his mouth.


Yonaka fell to his knee. Can't lift his head. Blurry views. Not because of the loss of Mana, but covered in tears.


"Shinnichi's... Kun...."


Yonaka clenched his hand. Realizing that he lost his best friend. Yonaka started crying.


Just like Shinnichi, a determination formed in his heart. Different from Shinnichi. That determination is not to save someone.


Inwardly, Yonaka swore. He would make the Demon race pay for all of this.