The Legend of the Stone Princess Livinett
Chapter 19: Enemy or Friend

The bonfire was still winding in the wind, the light was radiating around giving rise to a very distinctive night shadow. The dense forest hummed with the sounds of insects. Some dry leaves fall off, screech and then fall on the grass. Lian seemed to finish the remaining meat and prepared to sleep.

The night is getting late. Arcansas sits leaning against the trunk of the tree. Lian looked at the man. Unknowingly, Lian smiled to herself as she looked at Arcansas. The man nicknamed the Red Lion from Suin was not as cruel as the people talked about. Maybe that's what Lian thought.

“Arcans. If you want to finish the meat, it doesn't matter. I covered it with leaves. Can I sleep first?” said Lian.

“Ya.”

Arcansas said briefly. He put the sword next to his hip. The bow and arrow he placed near the fireplace.

The clothes worn by Lian looked thick. It seems like he won't be cold. It didn't take long, but the woman fell asleep.

Arcansas moved from his seat. He went back to the fireplace to warm his body. His reddish-brown hair was clearly visible because it was lit by fire. About ten minutes later, he leaned back against the tree trunk. It seems like sleepiness is also starting to attack him.

Before falling asleep, Arcansas wandered around the fire for a while and a few meters to the south. It seemed safe and there were no wild beasts or enemies lurking around. Arcansas then returned and wanted to go to sleep immediately.

Slowly, little by little, Lian opened her eyelids to peek. Illuminated by the light from the campfire, he could see the Arcansas that were beginning to close their eyes.

Lian then opened her eyes freely. The man he was looking at seemed to be wearing thin clothes. Lian woke up from the fall.

The woman went up and stepped towards Arcansas with disgusting feet. Very slowly so as not to wake Arcansas. The man slept well, he put both hands on his stomach, his hair stuck to the trunk of the tree. Maybe he was so exhausted.

Lian stepped very slowly, as if the grass she had stepped into cotton. Bouncing, soft, not sounding in the slightest, the grass seemed to understand with Lian's wishes. After arriving beside Arcansas, Lian loosened the clothes she was wearing, she pulled the cloth. The fabric he was wearing was very thick.

The weather was indeed very cold, what else in the middle of the forest was like. I don't know what's on that woman's mind. Lian clutches Arcansas who is dreaming beautifully.

“At least this fabric can reduce your cold, Arcansas.” Lian lirih.

Apparently Lian stuck out the cloth she was wearing, the cloth was quite long and was able to wrap around the large body of Arcansas. Soft cloth with very good material, has tassels and dangled to the ankles when Lian stood up.

Maybe this is a form of concern for a woman who has saved her life. The night was getting colder, it felt like a needle was piercing the skin to the bone.

The woman looked at Arcansas's face. Unknowingly, his hand stroked the cheek of Arcansas overgrown with minions.

What's the matter? Did that woman fall for that vile monster? When Lian started to fall asleep, there was suddenly a noise in the bushes. Arcansas ears are sensitive because the sound is also quite loud.

Arcansas woke up and immediately stood up, he looked around. Lian was shocked and opened her eyes. Arcansas picked up the sword that was leaning against the tree. He walked quickly towards the campfire to pick up his bow.

About ten meters ahead, there was a very lush thicket. Arcanas directly put an arrow on his bow. It may be an **** forest or deer. As he was about to aim at the arrow, suddenly a shadow suddenly appeared from above.

The shadow leaped and landed before Arcansas with both feet. It turned out that he was a man, then a giant wolf appeared from behind the bushes and approached the mysterious man who had just arrived.

“Who are you!” shouted Arcansas.

The man seemed to be carrying a sword, the wolf behind him grinned. The bonfire began to shrink as if it was gone any minute. Who is he, will he become a great enemy?

“Can I join this camp?” the mysterious man.

“Jawab first my question. Who exactly are you?”

“Let down your bow, I don't want to attack you.”

“I won't let my guard down and be fooled by you.”

“Tenace. I don't want to fight..”.

The foreigner drew his sword and put up the horses. Arcansas widened his eyes when he saw the sword that the man was holding.

“The sword!?” Arcansas.

“Why are you surprised? I won't draw my sword if you don't attack me first.”

“Where did you get that sword?”

“What is important to you? I said relax, I'm not a bad guy.”

Arcansas threw his bow and arrows to the ground, he drew his sword and attacked the man.

A battle in the middle of the forest in a state of lack of light occurred. The fire did not provide enough light. Lian just stood under the tree in fear, she did not dare to run away.

The sabetan sword belonging to Arcansas was well repelled by the foreign man. A series of attacks by Arcansas. It seemed that the foreign man was also an expert at using swords, he was able to keep up with the Arcansas.

“The sword? Just like mine!” Arcansas.

The man stared at the sword used by Arcansas, he then repelled the attack that continued to be launched by Arcansas.

“Yes. You're right!! We have the exact same sword.”

“Why can you have that sword, as far as I know my sword is a rare sword.”

“I'll tell you everything if you stop your attack.”

Finally Arcansas lowered his sword. He looked at the man with sharp eyes full of question marks.

“Good. I'll obey your request, but I'll kill you if you try to trick me.”

“Yes. Please, I don't mind,” said the foreign man.

Finally the fight is over. Who the real stranger is, may soon be revealed. They sat cross-legged by the fire and faced each other. Lian walked up to Arcansas and sat in the back.

“Quickly tell me where did you get that sword?”

“You can't wait once. Okay, where to start, yeah.” The man seemed to think for a moment. “Well. From here alone, this sword I got while wandering south.”

“To the south?” Arcansas cut off the foreign man's words.

“True. It was mid-summer. My name is Ulvir, I've been traveling for 2 years. This sword I got from the ruins of an old castle by the beach.”

“Old castle? What do you mean Dum Castle?”

“Accurate once. That's where I got the sword. Buried among the rocks, but strangely the condition of this sword is not damaged or rusted in the slightest.”

“Your sword is very similar to mine.” Arcansas.

The man named Ulvir stared intently at the sword Arcansas was holding.

“Not wrong anymore. Our swords are really similar, the edges are jagged and have strange carvings.”

After looking at the details, it turned out that the sword had a slight difference in the carving. The sword belonging to Arcansas has more complicated carvings and there are 5 arches in the pattern. While Ulvir's sword has a simple carving and only has 2 pattern arches.