Re:START/If {Book 1.0}
Chapter 50: Mutual-Evit 10 of 10 “To ...” (Part 01)
The trees of Ek spread out wide forming a lush forest, the birds perched on twigs and branches. Their voices were like the melody of nature, full of warmth despite not knowing what the birds were really talking to each other. The clump feels moist, the roots are large out of the soil and fungus grows around it.
In the midst of it all, two people sat next to each other and leaned against a large tree whose leaves were like a giant umbrella that fell upon them. One was a black-haired woman in a plain brown dress, while the other was a black-haired man wearing a toga and black pants.
“What do you think happiness is?” ask the woman.
The man momentarily looked up, letting his face be exposed to the incoming rays passing through the sidelines of the leaves. He limply replied, “Happiness is freedom, independent of one thing and has many choices. Without restraint, without pressure, and without domination, that is my happiness. That you?”
“I don't need freedom, I don't need anything like that .... Freedom is too sad, my mind hurts from loneliness.”
“Why?”
“The end ..., when you must achieve freedom .. you must go alone. Leave everything and go to the Land of Freedom. Leaving me for good and —”
Before the words were finished, the man disappeared from his side for good. The woman could only be pensive, subduing her face and sobs instantly broke. Cowering alone in the forest, to the end that even he himself knows nothing about.
That is one of the old memories of the Goddess Helena, a figure who is now still in the world's reproach. Opening his eyes and putting on a sad face, tears flowed down the goddess' cheeks. Alone in the dimensional gap, he softly said, “You how many times will you leave me? Though all I expected was to be next to you ..”
Amidst his silence that filled the dimensional gap, the white aura coming out from the black-clothed female began to scatter and pull out her Realm to color the place full of chaos with bright white. Build a personal dimension, change its structure and make its own laws.
At that moment, within a distance as wide as his light could radiate into a world of his own. Dominated, arranged and given a forming arrangement. The concept of distance is created, the concept of time is formed more slowly than the standard of the Real World and various components for instantaneous creation fill the new world created by the goddess.
A space without an exit was created quickly, only two hundred meters wide and there was absolutely no property in it, that was the world that the goddess created in less than a minute. He stepped down from the top of the coffin, walking on the floor barefoot. The place had the concept of light, yet no illumination and darkness filled in.
“The candles are arranged on the floor, paper and stationery on the workbench, that's what I need.”
What the Goddess said became real, the candles neatly arranged on the white floor and illuminated the room. Light shows the original form of white space without the property of the place. Right in front of him, a table with several pieces of parchment and pens was available. He stepped up, began to sit on a chair and make something on the paper.
Magic circles, formula components, circuit structures, genetic maps, and all sorts of things he needed he conceptualized on paper. Sheets, hundreds of sheets, even thousands of sheets. As if he did not care about the time, he continued to create and conceptualize with papers that he could freely come up with.
The servant himself created, life forms began to appear in the room as his servant. Golems made of ceramics, homunculus wearing servant uniforms, knights with wings on their backs and having a halo above their heads, as well as the various non-living objects created filled the previously empty space.
Every time he finished filling the parchment paper with a black inked pen and threw it on the floor, it instantly became an object or a living being that fully served the Goddess. He could have easily created something just by imagining, but things like life forms and complex tools he needed to construct his concept clearly from paper to create it.
“I don't need any more individual beings to drive away my loneliness, only necessary tools .... Tool for me, tool for him ..”
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The sun slowly rose, revealing its figure as the beginning of a morning. The town located in the coastal area began to be illuminated and a beginning of the routine began. Before the sea breeze started blowing towards the city, every resident came out of the residence and started their activities.
A variety of activities, a variety of jobs, a variety of races and interests make a harmony, whether the components come from inside or outside the city. Some say that such an arrangement is a society, some say that it is a crowd. Judging from some aspects that exist, whether it is good or bad, indeed, the collection of individuals in the city formed a law of their own and arranged in a moral order of unwritten value.
Horse carriages and traffic wagons filled the main road, with a central density from the main gate all the way to the town hall and the business district. The footsteps of tens to hundreds of people instantly crowded every street corner, the bustling sound erasing the silence that existed in the morning and gradually getting crowded along with the rising sun.
At the main gate of the city of Mylta, a wooden train pulled by a Drake became the center of attention of people passing around it. The royal symbol of Felixia engraved on the wooden carriage signified that the means of transportation belonged to one of the Three Royal Families, making everyone who filled the road start to step aside and let the carriage pass.
The soldiers and the firemen saluted, there was no stopping the wooden carriage and inspecting it because the standards applied did not give them the authority to inspect the upper classes. A guard looked towards the window of the magnificent wooden carriage, the fleeting reflection of light making him unable to see who was inside. But when the corner of the train was in accordance with the vision and he could clearly see who was actually riding in the luxurious wooden carriage, the guards' eyes opened wide.
“Be-Her really Lady Mavis .... Master pay a visit to our city!”
His colleagues quickly heard this, though, ascertaining their curiosity because the one sitting in the coachman's seat were two Shieal people who could be said to be ranked higher than those who were only a soldier and a gatekeeper.
One of the soldiers said to his partner, “I will report to Mr. Iitla Lots! You are quick to ask what the Master needs to come to this city!”
“Ya!”
One of the guards approached the wooden carriage pulled by a Drake, then while following him from the side he asked one of the women who became the coachman, “Pe-Excuse me, what is the need for Lady to come to this town early in the morning? If you can, can I turn it off for important guest visit reports?”
Mind who served as a coachman pulled the Reins (steering rope), stopped Drake's pace and looked towards the guard. Staring low from the high seat of the coachman, the black-haired woman replied, “We came to pick up Young Master Luke's family, take us to the barracks of this city. He should have been there ...”
“Young Master .... Meaning Miss Shieal ... Mr Odo?”
“Si-Ready! Will I deliver ..., please go through here the way ..”
The gatekeeper finally showed the way to the barracks, helped by his colleagues he made a way and ordered the people who were watching to step aside for a moment to give way to Drake's carriage.
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The people in the barracks came out of the building, full of enthusiasm as if the figure who came was a priest and they were great. Whether it was cadets, civil officials, to high-ranking officers, they all looked towards the wooden carriage that reached the main road in front of the barracks.
Royal emblem of Felixia on the door carving, a distinctive dark blue fabric color as decoration, and the classic shape of a wooden carriage. A black haired woman wearing a maid uniform came down from the coachman's place, walked towards the carriage door and opened it. From within a straight blonde woman was visible, her skin was bright white and her blue eyes seemed to shine reflecting light. He is a figure who people respect, a hero figure and also known as the Light Witch who is admired by many people in the kingdom of Felixia, especially women.
Imania who had previously also sat in the coachman's seat immediately went down to pick up the ladder beam from the trunk of the carriage and placed it in front of the door, for a foothold down the Light Witch. The lady in the green toska dress stepped out and used the beam to get down, she said, her long dress dangled until the high heels she wore and the red rose brooch knick that was on her chest glimmered at a glance exposed to sunlight.
Set foot on the ground, Mavis Luke is accompanied by her two most trusted servants, Fiola and Julia. Imania and Mind stood behind the two higher-level servants, and they walked on the training ground to the main building of the barracks.
The people who came out of the building no one dared to greet or welcome their arrival, everyone in the barracks could only see from a distance and no one approached. Awe makes them afraid, feel inappropriate to themselves when they see the beauty of a figure that is very close to perfection as if created directly by the Goddesses.
There were some high-ranking officers who approached them and wanted to welcome. But when Mavis stopped her footsteps and glanced, they immediately knelt before the figure of the woman who had reached that level of divinity. It was not only Mavis who exuded a majestic aura and made everyone who was nearby feel inferior, the two Demi-humans standing on either side of Mavis also had such a high charm as well as aura and stunned everyone.
“Is there anything you want to say, my people?” ask Mavis.
That sentence made the officers flinch. One of them raised his face, tried to look at the graceful figure and replied, “Hamba wants to know what makes you come to our barracks, My Marquise. Can this lowly person know what your needs are?”
“I just want to see my Son—”
Mavis' words came to a halt as she sensed an existence familiar to her. The woman immediately turned her head quickly, seeing the black-haired youth in a white shirt coming out of the main building with a few people. Without thinking of the officers kneeling towards her, the woman slightly lifted her dress and walked quickly towards her son. With high heels he did not reduce his speed, walking on the ground and climbing stairs to immediately see his son up close.
“Mother .... If Mommy is here means in—”
Mavis immediately hugged her son, without listening to him first and immediately released the anxiety that made the woman willing to come in the morning to the coastal city. Tightly, full of warmth and completely reflecting the figure of the mother who worried for her son after hearing bad news was befalling the young man with black hair.
“Why do you always make Mother anxious, my son ...”
Odo clearly felt it, that the body of the woman embracing him was fully trembling. The young man said nothing and only remained silent, put on a flat expression and momentarily closed his eyes in his mother's arms. Reopening his eyes, the Shieal who came following Mavis was seen by Odo. Highlight the young man's eyes immediately stared intently at Mind and Imania, making the two Shieal who reported about the duel and making Mavis come was jolted in fear.
Odo turned his gaze away, a glimpse of Fiola and Julia who also came to his place. Squinting and sighing lightly, the young man in black hair said, “I'm fine, Mother. Don't worry ...”
Mavis let go of the embrace, held both of Odo's shoulders and looked straight into his son's eyes. The woman was completely filled with anxiety that slowly began to melt into relief, slightly smiled thinly with a limp face and said, “How could Mother not be anxious. You always endanger yourself .... My Son, Mother believes you are very strong and even surpasses your Mother and Father. But ..., still as a parent I can not let you continue to endanger yourself like this.”
“I do not harm—”
“Don't keep lying like that!” snapped Mavis. It made the people from the government and the union flinch, as did Arca and her servants. The woman who was impressed by his calm nature was actually staring full of anxiety, her body was trembling faintly and the look of her eyes looked chaotic.
Holding both sides of her son's cheeks, Mavis seduously said, “Minda and Imania have told you everything, Odo. About what you want to do, about the incident regarding the Klista tribe, and the duel you did with the child of the Rein family. Sure ... the bet you made too, my son.”
“That's about Mommy no need to worry, I won and—”
“My son, you don't understand Mother's anxiety at all, do you?”
Instantly, Odo's body trembled and the words came out of Mavis with an expression full of sadness. The woman who looked beautiful began to stare with angry eyes, so sharp and teary. “Ehmm ..” Putting both hands on Odo's shoulders and shaking his head, the blonde woman said, “Not that .... Son, you should understand how Mother feels. You're just trying not to care. What makes you put Mother aside?”
“I ...” Odo hesitated to say, he did not expect that his mother would have such an expression. Subduing his face grimly, the young man softly replied, “ .... Absolutely not ruling out Mommy.”
“Then why do you continue to violate the prohibition of Mother? Didn't you promise not to do anything dangerous again if you come to this city, ‘kan?” mavis said as she lightly shook her son's body.
“Ya, I did promise .... But sorry, Mother. I'm really sorry I couldn't fulfill it.”
“Apologies?” Mavis's relief quickly turned into overflowing emotion, she held tightly onto both of her son's shoulders and shook him back. With a snapping tone he said, “You have no intention of correcting that attitude of yours, my son?! Answer Mother! Why do you always make Mommy anxious? Ken—”
“That's impossible.”