The Reincarnation Of The Poor Princess
Seventy Eight (78)
One of the group of magicians was looking for Red Crystal Fruit in the northeast area. That's group 2. They just split from the big group. About ten elite knights escorted them, and there were about more than ten priests coming with them. The priests were in the back row, and there were only four knights in charge of guarding them.
'Hmm, I've been monitoring the situation. Aha, did I just join their group? Hehe.'
Strange laughter soon spread around Stella, accompanied by an idea that came to her mind. He watched the group of witches from his hiding place, then the little doll girl thought of one thing.
'I only need to show my red eyes once.'
He could already imagine how surprised they would react when he revealed his rare red eyes. With this "rare" reason, then Stella could join them, without suspecting her identity in the slightest.
"It's time for action."
Stella closed her eyes and thought, after that something shining appeared in her palm. It was his red crystal stone. Stella did not delay any longer and knocked twice.
Tuk, tuk.
The sound of a light knock crept into his ear. A moment later, he could feel that something was touching him, as if a warm wind was blowing on him. This is what Stella felt when her hair and eyes changed.
"Ah, it feels refreshing."
Stella was comfortable. It felt like the energy within his body was recharged. A stream of mana gathered in his heart, which had once been empty. Now his fitness and magic power had returned.
It's time to execute his plan.
After that, Stella pulled her hood so that her face became more hidden.
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"There's nothing here" said a witch as she clucked. "I'm sure the fruit isn't here."
"really. It is likely to be on high ground or in a hidden place" the other witch timps.
"Yes...."
The group of magicians let out a long sigh at the same time, complaining about their fate.
It had been a common tradition for hundreds of years ago for the witches who were assigned to look for the Crystal Fruit when it had appeared, so they could not ignore that tradition, either, also because the originator of the tradition was the 1st King of Evergard, who now lives only by name.
If the 1st King of Evergard was still alive, then they would probably try to reject that tradition.
First, because the habitat of the fruit is very extreme and dangerous. Second, because the fruit is very difficult to find. And lastly, because there's a giant animal guarding the fruit.
However, despite their difficulties to obtain the fruit was very much....
"Hehe. Let's try to find that fruit."
The witches earlier, who were sighing, grinned wide in congregation.
... It was because the benefits of the Crystal Fruit were worth the sacrifice they obtained the fruit, which was unknown to ordinary people other than the witches.
'Hiii! They are creepy and crazy people!'
The priests felt goosebumps when they saw the wide grin of the witches and their strong ambitions. But their attention was immediately distracted by the small black figure walking beside them.
'uh? Why is there a child here?'
The priests looked at each other with confused faces, as well as the four elite knights escorting them. Afterwards, the little black figure walked ahead of them, then received more intense attention from the witches.
"Huh? Is there a kid here?"
"Where did he come from? There's no way that Count Nidlock or Duke Ronnight sent it, is there...?"
The witches whispered in astonishment, while the little black figure looked unconcerned. Finally, someone among the witches approached the small black figure.
"Are you lost, son? One of us will take you home if you get lost. But if not, why are you here? It's a dangerous place, you better go home. Besides, this place is very cold and...."
The magician rambled at length, as if he was a teacher advising his mischievous pupil.
"Are you talking to me?"
But the response from the little black figure was beyond belief. His tone was extremely cold, colder than the temperature in this place.
The witch goosebumps for a moment, then she feels offended after looking at the meaning of the figure's words.
"What's? How dare you...!"
The deg!
Before he could finish his speech, the face behind the black hood was visible. However, what was clearly visible was only a pair of fiery red eyes within the darkness, shining with a frightening intimidating light.
The witch was silent. What he was thinking was clearly drawn on his face. After that, he bowed respectfully.
"I'm sorry! Forgive me! I was so sassy! Forgive me!"
He cried out in despair, asking for forgiveness. The other witches were greatly shocked by his rapidly changing behavior in such a short period of time.
"Don't be noisy. I was just passing by," the little black figure replied without a tone, making the apologizing witch immediately smile happily.
Then he gave praise many times, after which brought the small black figure to his group in a friendly manner.
"Everyone, he will join us! Please respect him like we respect Master Duke!"
After the witch announced something shocking, the other witches reacted quickly.
"Huh? You're kidding me, aren't you?"
"Your brain is shifting, is it?"
"This little boy? Honored?"
"Are you still sane?"
"It doesn't make any sense."
They protest non-stop. Then the sound of clapping was heard.
"Silence, everyone!"
It was the witch who apologized. He smiled proudly and introduced the black figure excitedly, as if he was his most precious disciple.
"He is a person you MUST respect! But, why? Of course because he is the owner of RED EYES which is very rare!!"
As soon as his words fell, the group became excited.
"WHAT?"
And their reaction was more intense than before.
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'Success easily.'
One corner of Stella's lips rose. Just by exposing her pair of red eyes, she managed to infiltrate this group, and was even treated with great respect. Even though he was successful, the actions he took today had an unpredictable impact. With Stella exposing her pair of red eyes, her life had already fallen into a ravine called "death". But he had not fallen too deep, so there was still a way to ascend to the mainland.
'Anyway, I have to be strong as long as I'm here.'
The only way is to strengthen her magic power.
'By the way, when I helped Esther ... back then why was there such a big black hand like a shadow, huh?'
Stella did not pay much attention to what it was when it happened, but now she became curious.
Can his fire element turn into a dark element? It is impossible, because there is no such phenomenon in magic, unless he has a double element. So, there was only one answer that Stella got.
'The aura of the Goddess of Death.'
It must have come from the aura the Death Goddess possessed. If so, then it means not just "aura" someone, but can be used as a "power" that has no limits.
Well, now, what Stella had to think about was how that aura could be turned into power according to her wishes.
Cratrack, kratak.
However, before Stella could think any further, the sound of cracks rang out quite loudly in the surroundings.
"What's this?" he muttered when he saw the snowy ground in front of him begin to crack.
"Prepare attack magic! Protect the priests!"
The voice of the command was heard from behind Stella.
The witches fussed with each other, preparing the best attack magic they had, while the priests who were at the very back of the line were protected with protection magic.
Observing the serious situation in front of her, Stella could tell that something was about to attack her and the group of witches.
Swoooshes!
Her beautiful sword appeared in her right palm, then Stella let out a fiery red flame from her left palm, then coated the sword with fire.
'It's effective for attacking.'
After which, the cracked snowy ground began to split apart. The longer it splits the wider.
"Roaayarrr!!"
The sound of animal roars could be heard from within the split ground.
Stella clasped her sword tightly. This non-human sound was definitely the voice of a giant animal protecting the Red Crystal Fruit!
That means the location of the fruit is not far from its place.
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TBCS!