The Land of Freedom's
Chapter 40: Thunderbolt rage
Syuuuhh~
Blowing sounds of wind that hit the leaves of shady trees, green and emit a cool aroma in the sunny morning today.
When the rays of the sun rise from the eastern horizon, they spread their light inland. Illuminate the stone walls of a magnificent high building.
At this time the light of the sun had shone on the handsome face of a child by the name of Ilyasa. He often looked at the sun, but too glare to be seen, so that his vision whitened accompanied by a sense of dizziness that ringed in his ears.
The young man stood in the middle of a field surrounded by magnificent buildings, standing accompanied by a book lying on the ground. The book was open, so the wind blew one by one the sheets of book paper, sliding them with a gust of wind until one day the wind stopped blowing.
Everything was silent, there was no wind and there was no sound of the twigs of trees. While the last sheet of the book displays a painting of lightning striking the land. Besides the painting, there are rows of strange writings like chirly characters that when interpreted it will mean, the descent of thunderbolt.
Ilyasa spread his hands forward, his palms fingers wide open in an attempt to close the sunlight so as not to mess with his eyesight anymore.
Then move the child's lips as if saying something. Silence in true concentration, and close his green eyes.
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"O lightning, come to me in the name of the sky god. I adore you and ordain you, to help me through the hand of God."
In the morning, suddenly a white cloud swarming over the child chanting a magic spell. Unite together the cloud to change its bright characteristics this morning to be gloomy and dark black clouds that have united like solid ice. And he had let out a frictional sound, until a creepy rumble of thunder was heard.
Geledar...!!!
A bright flash of blue light turned out to be completely down to the ground. Appears in one stroke with a split second.
But unfortunately, the thunderbolt even grabbed a human child. As a result, the child instantly fizzled, the consciousness was not visible from the child, silent in a standing condition with eyes that whitened like a soul has been lifted into the sky.
"Tu—an..i, Misha... to— long...." The fizz of a child with hoarse vocal cords.
Bruk...!
So fell the child, lying on the floor of the stone that was charred with the black charcoal spots of the thunderbolt.
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In a place hidden among the magnificent medieval city buildings, in a place that was a gloomy bar, there were no buyers sitting there, there is only a group of termites that harden the wooden beams for free.
So gloomy that bar, even the light was afraid to be there. Filled with cobwebs and dust scattered between worn glass cups.
Inside the bar, there was another room that was just as bad. Moreover, the room had just lost its entrance due to the anger of a man. Floors made of weathered planks with broken door fractures are strewn across the floor.
On the basis of anxiety, worry and anger, the man shouted. "Tasya...?! are you okay?!"
From the neck to the forehead, there was a groove of hardened veins, similar to the lightning strike earlier. A sign of overflowing emotions.
"Pacify yourself Ludwig...!!!" The high-pitched cry, then slowly turned into a soothing low tone, "calm down! tranquilo.... Everything's okay, yeah..?" persuade Tasya, a woman covered in anxiety.
Then Ludwig the black-bearded man stared at a small child with a watchful gaze. His eyebrows bent down, his jaw hardened, but his heart beat in fear. It was as if his guts were unable to face the ferociousness of a child.
At first glance Ludwig had thought to directly attack the child, under the pretext of protecting himself and Tasya from the gripping air emitted by a small child. However, that intention was held back by the anxiety in his heart.
While the boy, in the sense of a prince Misha who felt cornered, also prepared a fortress of self-protection. Misha had popped a black bubble hidden in the palm of her left hand, and could at any time be thrown at the two of them.
"So, what does all this mean? Tasya." Misha asked, with the widening of the golden eyeballs wrapped in threat.
"I know if you feel weird about this situation, but please...! please listen to my explanation first, yeah..?" persuade Tasya to Prince Misha, accompanied by irregular breathing.
...Well right too... There is no harm in listening to their explanation first....
...Lately I have somehow followed my instincts, as if this self is not the usual Lazor....
...But, if I encounter the rot in both of their hearts, then at that very moment this instinct will be released....
...Inner prince Misha, by looking at the situation that occurred in plain sight....
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"Ludwig, sit down first.... Let's talk about everything all right." The light of Tasya, calmed the emotions that lingered in Ludwig's heart.
...In the end, you will bow to this child....
...Tasya's cross-mind, as if he had guessed the course of events....
At this time Ludwig the middle-aged man began to feel calm in the bottom of his heart, even though the feeling was only a little. But as with the prince, he prefers to calm down and obey the direction of his colleague Tasya.
Ludwig pulled out a wooden chair leaning against the weathered wooden wall. He was about to sit down to talk properly, so bring the seat close beside the table of the two people, then sit on it while glancing to the right left of the face of Tasya and the prince.
"Well, since everything seems calm, let me introduce myself first." Said Tasya, who immediately stood up while shifting his chair back.
Tasya suddenly posed a respectful greeting. Both of his fingers raised a white robe he was wearing, and one of his feet bent down and his head bowed before Prince Misha.
"Please permission sir. Introduce, a servant named Tasya Frisianvlek, and I am one of the last soldiers of the Velian kingdom," Tasya said in his bow of respect as he closed his eyes.
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...Velian Kingdom...? an army? hey wait a minute... Sebas also came from there, and.. isn't it that the kingdom has long since collapsed? I've read it in history books....
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"Hey what the hell is this...!!! who exactly is this brat to the point that you said such a significant thing to him?!" ludwig protested in a high tone, while snapping at the table in front of him.
Hearing Ludwig's disbelief over his statement just now, Tasya then changed his respectful pose to the prince, then stood up again with a slightly irritated look at Ludwig.
"I told you~ calm yourself, calm yourself, I'll explain." The light of Tasya breathed fretfully, with the sentence being forced to be refined by it.
"Well...?!" flabbergasted by his mind, "Alright~" can only resign, then sit back while crossing his arms on the chest.
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"The kingdom of Velian.." said Misha as if thinking, "didn't the country have collapsed twenty years ago?"
"True tuan—" Tasya's explanation stopped instantly.
"Yes, twenty years ago we were attacked by a neighboring country, the sultanate of Mediah—" sosor Ludwig casually interrupted Tasya's explanation.
"Halah~ I also know that, I mean.. how can people like you exist in this country?" cut off Misha, who showed a slightly irritated expression to Ludwig.
"Huh..?! this will just be explained by brengs*k!" indignant Ludwig, did not accept the nature of the prince's arrogance.
It was seen that both of his forehead pressed down and next to his forehead trembled, displaying a forced smile accompanied by the corner of his mouth that also shook. Like I was holding back my emotions over Ludwig's earlier insults.
...Is this little om-om*t looking for a storm with me....
...Annoyed Misha in her mind....
Tasya who witnessed the tension of the conversation of the two people, immediately took a deep breath and was about to vent something.
"Ludwig...! watch mouth! I told you to calm down, calm down and calm down but you're still like that! huf.... " Bentak Tasya, rose apoplexy because Ludwig who can not stand still.
"Well...?! this boy who started first—"
Ludwig said he was greeted with a stern gaze of a quiet woman who rarely showed her anger.
...Hey.. hey, I've never seen Tasya get this angry because of a boy......
Inner Ludwig who was horrified at the outpouring of anger Tasya, then fell silent back in his seat and intended not to talk anymore. Even so, the look of misgivings to Misha continued to be shown by her.
"Huft~ Because from then on you can not be silent, now I will explain who exactly this child is," said Tasya who returned to calm, beginning a gust of unrest.
Ludwig's eyeball glanced slightly at Tasya, ascertaining whether he was still angry or not. His concern for a boy had soared, in his mind Ludwig intended.
...Whether you're a rancid boy, after this I'll chop off your head....
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"He was the fourth prince of the Astria empire, Misha De Astrana. Yep, right.. You know what that means, right?" Anna looked at Ludwig with a worried look.
Ludwig who heard the statement just now could only flinch in silence, pecking silently and dumbfounded with his mouth wide flabbergasted. Inexhaustible thought of everything, as if he had made a huge mistake.
...Tasya never jokes, let alone lies....
...Oh my god, what's going on right now....
...Rejecting the reality, Ludwig continued to sculpt like that for a few seconds....
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Illustration of the figure of Ludwig, a man of high emotions who has a sangar character. He was an old bar owner in a narrow alley.
A large tall body with muscular muscles that are stocky, slightly narrow-eyed, high nose, mature brown skin and bearded beard that characterize this person.
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