The Red Crystal Kingdom
The Problem in Wulfric Village

Dubal took out Sila's necklace from her pocket, then put it on. Slowly, the Necklace emitted a warm white light that spread around the Dubal. After a while, cast a shadow of Natalia in front of Uzan and the others.

“Dubal,” saya Natalia, “Thank God, you're okay – what.” 

“Natalia,” Dubal smiles while nodding. “I'm fine – what.” 

“Natalia,” says Dubal. “I've promised you that I will follow prince Uzan and his small group.”

“So,” said Natalia, “my guess that the prince will do the manning to restore this earthquake is right, is that right?”

Uzan nodded. “That's right, Mrs Natalia”

Natalia smile. “Sgratitude.”

“Mrs Natalia,” says Sara. “Thank you for healing me.”

“Same – alike, Miss Sara.” Answer Natalia.

“I've joined a small group whose members you've been looking at,” Dubal said. “I just want to inform you that I am already in Riyaal Market and will be heading for the next trip.”

Uzan and his friends waved at Natalia. The Ambassador's wife just smiled. But after a while, his smile faded. “I want to tell you about the situation in Wulfric Village. I don't know why it's empty.”

“Why?”

“I don't know,” Natalia shook her head. “Yesterday, I watched a gathering in front of the village chief's house. However, I did not know more about what they discussed.” 

“We already know that in that place it is awkward since we moved from Oslar, right?”

“I already know that. But yesterday morning they flocked – flocked to get out of the village. It seems they formed a group. I don't understand their purpose and—”

“Bah!” cut Dubal. “Let them do whatever they want. Importantly it does not lead to the expulsion of citizens or harm the citizens themselves.”  

“Alright,” says Natalia. He gave up the intention to explain further. He doesn't seem too sure.

After that, Dubal ended his licensing with his wife. Natalia waved her hand, then her image started to disappear. The light shining on her necklace is gone.

“Do you have a relationship with Girafan, Mr Dubal?” ask Arika.

“That's right,” Dubal nodded. “Before this, I helped Prince Uzan and others in an effort to get the Silver Kagigar Cloth on Girafan Hill.” 

 “Let us tell you about it on the way, Dubal,” Uzan open the door of the carriage kencana. “We'll go straight—”  

“UZAN PRINCE!!” 

I heard someone screaming from a distance. Uzan and the others looked around. Hundreds of bandits flocked – flocked to bring themselves around the prince and his friend –. They appear to carry a variety of sharp weapons. 

Dubal snarling. “Norman!”

The Prince and others recognized two people among the bandits of the – bandits. Norman and Marko 

“We have more members now!” Norman laughed heartily – bahak. “Deliver the carriage and the horse if you want to live quietly and get out of our siege.”

“Also Klerik it!” Marko followed.

“Norman, yes?” dubal said while growling. “Why don't you just go back to Wufric Village?”

“Close your mouth, exiled warrior!” snapped Marko. “This is our main Lecturer's eye!”

“Prince Uzan,” Dubal said in an angry tone. “Personil them are indeed more than ever and—”

“This sucks!” cut Edgar. “I can instantly crush them by releasing this horse from his date.”

“Don't be rash, Edgar!” said Sara. 

“You crazy?” Sahut Dubal “Natalia news about the village community just now, it turns out about this.”

“How come they both have no heart,” Sara said. “Tools villagers become members of bandit group.”

Sara sigh. “It feels like when we are chased by creatures – creatures that exist in the magical realm.”

“To be honest, we should not immediately decide to fight them,” said Dubal who was calming down. “I'm sure that most of them are Wulfric villagers who don't even understand what they're doing.”

“Arika,” says Uzan, “whatever you do, we will greatly appreciate your help.”

“Prince,” says Arika with a pouting face. “We have not been basic - stale with introductions to each other, but already overwritten the problem.”

“We will be basic - stale after solving this problem. This is because we really need your help. 

Arika was still looking at Marko, Norman, and the other encroachers. The girl did not expect that she would face her first problem since joining the prince. “What can I help you with?” 

“We will immediately continue the journey and dart through the exit gate.” said Uzan. He still looked at the hundreds around him. “You can get us out of this situation?”

“The horse and the carriage have immunity to magical power” said Sara “There is a connection, don't you think?”

“That's right, Sara,” says Arika. The witch started to light the light in her palm. “Will I prove my gratitude to you guys.”

“Wait, Arika!” call Sara. “Before, tell us how you will do your magic.” 

Arika nodded. “After the wind surrounds the area around the Magical Horse, we will directly enter the cataclysm train.” Arika slowly moved her hand. A breeze of greenish gleaming wind slowly surrounded Uzan and the others. Arika slowly moved both her hands. “Because the horses and badges that the prince used have a connection with this magic, we can go directly to.”

“Alright!” uzan. “Dubal! You will directly ride the horse and take us.”

Dubal nodded. “Alright, prince.”

“Had the two delinquents fared the same as Dori when we met the first time,” Edgar growled in annoyance, “we would not get this kind of problem.” 

“Come, Edgar,” Take Usan. “I'm sure there will definitely be time to deal with them both.”

Edgar was still upset. “Hmm!”

Uzan, Edgar, and Sara got into the carriage.

Arika lit the light on both her palms. Slowly, a whirlwind sounded and greenish flickers began to surround him and the room around the horse and the mischievous carriage nearby.”

Marko watched the witch. “What are they doing?”

After that, Arika dimmed the luminescence of light in her palm. The green wind was still whizzing around him.

A little while later, Arika approached Dubal who had been riding his horse. “Let's go, Mr Dubal!”

Arika walked straight into the carriage. After that, Dubal felt the carriage drift. A whirlwind surrounded Dubal, Trez, and the carriage. The sound of wind occasionally sounded. Greenish brilliance adorns the wind dome.

“They will escape!” shouted Norman. “Strike!”

All the flocked bandits – are flocking running towards Dubal and pulling out their assorted weapons.

“Did they all experience the disease of thinking delay?” Dubal grinning. He immediately drove the horse so they could immediately leave. 

The horse ran down the streets of the small settlement. The entire bandit that was blocking him crashed to the side. Some bandits threw spears and swords at the horses and carriage. However, their weapon – was blown away due to the magic wind surrounding the horse becoming a protector against their throw.

Finally, Dubal and the others managed to waltz from the Riyaal market through the exit gate.