The Story of the Wind Wanderer
Pearl Bay #121

The night sky is so dark, cloudy. A dark, pitch-black eagle seemed to be flying freely below the starry night horizon. The two eagle eyes looked red, flying over a very crowded and dense area, the capital of the Kingdom of Zephyra. But no more than ten minutes, the black eagle suddenly flew away in a hurry, driven away by a gust of very strong and sharp wind, followed by another white eagle that emerged from the dark clouds of night.

The black eagle was driven away so easily, and in a state of both wounded wings it continued to fly back south. Some of the feathers were uprooted due to the strong wind and felt sharp it suddenly appeared and hit his body. When it came to the South, it was precisely at the southern border between the Southern Continent and the Land of Zephyra. The black eagle rushed to meet his master, and reported what he had just experienced.

Astaroth, standing in front of the large tent set up in the middle of the encampment while his soldiers. Just as he was about to re-enter the tent, Baltazhar suddenly appeared, turning his figure from an eagle to the form of a black-robed man back, and bowing his head behind Astaroth. But the form of Baltazhar like a man who had just returned from the battlefield, some of the ends of his robes were torn apart like scratches, even to show one of his legs is black-blooded with open wounds like a sharp object incision.

"What did you get?" asked Astaroth with low intonation but impressed ketus, turned and glanced slightly back.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty. Although the natural jewel you mean is far from his homeland, but the messenger of nature does not go with him alias still settled in the sky Zephyra." Baltazhar answered the question trembling with fear.

Astaroth had a glance and saw Baltazhar's condition was really tattered and injured in the legs, "are you this weak, Baltazhar?"

"I have not resisted, for I have not been commanded to resist or to attack, Your Majesty." Baltazhar immediately denied Astaroth's words by raising his head, and looked at Astaroth with his red eyes that seemed to light up from behind the darkness of the black hood he was wearing.

"Tch!" decak Astaroth, then followed by a low-intonation laugh, "I almost forgot that you were a slave to Asmodeus."

"Yes, no problem. Whatever messenger of nature will not be able to stop my will, you take it easy. Go back to Asmodeus, and report all our processes to date, Baltazhar!" continued Astaroth with an attitude and intonation that seemed arrogant and very confident in his words.

The black-haired man - currently without a black crown, now slowly walked into his tent which was black and quite large in size compared to the other tents around him. Baltazhar himself immediately melted his body into a black ash plume, before then obliterating his entity at that time in a very fast period of time.

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A strict guard was put in place in the Pearl Region, the second Southern Border of the Zephyra Kingdom. Not only were the soldiers in silver armor and had some golden eagle logos on their left chests, but the soldiers from the Kingdom of Victoria and the Kingdom of Lagarde were also present there. The Pearl Region became the only side of access between the Southern Continent and the Central Continent. If the Dark Forces were to enter one of the three kingdoms, then they would inevitably have to pass through the Land of Zephyra first.

From a distance there are guard posts erected on each of the small hilltops in the Pearl Region, visible from the burning torches above the hills. Campgrounds were also set up close to Pearl Bay, with piers also appearing to be built in the bay. Several yachts with flags bearing the image of the White Dragon were leaning against one of the docks, and the class who seemed busy took down boxes of supplies. The ship was a supply ship of the Victorian Kingdom.

"Is the outcome of the meeting in the capital a war?" franz asked, standing next to Kenan.

Kenan gave a small and slow nod, "yes, with the presence of troops from two friendly kingdoms here, then the result of the meeting was war," he said answering the question with low intonation.

In the midst of their conversation, one of the male crewmen walked up to Kenan and handed him an appendix of notes, "all of them have been taken down, complete nothing less."

Kenan received the appendix and said, "thank you."

A short time later, he and Franz made their way to the shore of the bay, as a sailboat slowly departed from the Kingdom of Victoria after delivering supplies for the soldiers there.

"I felt unprepared" said Franz, inclined to look down with a bitter look, as he continued to walk along the beautiful beach with the white sand.

"It's not just you, it's me too. And I think most of the soldiers who are here will not be ready" said Kenan, speaking as he turned and looked at the many soldiers standing guard at the pier.

Kenan's view then shifted towards the sea that looks calm with low waves, and looks like a mirror that plays a role reflecting the beautiful view of the night sky above it. The black-haired man stopped his steps exactly a few meters away from the sea water, and then began to speak, "the last war that happened was the great war a century ago against the Devil Nation, the Devil Nation, since then the royal soldiers have rarely faced such a great battle other than to deal only with local conflicts."

"Will history really repeat itself?" murmured Franz with trembling-sounding intonation, looking out toward the sea-the same sight as what Kenan saw.

The silver-armored man of the Zephyra Kingdom shook his head and replied, "don't know if this is a repetition of history or a new engraving of history."

The scenery and atmosphere of Pearl Bay is very soothing, the sound of waves are always heard, and the wind blows very fast without stopping, carrying a sea scent that can be smelled easily. The beautiful white sand also seemed to glow under the dark star-studded night sky. A calm atmosphere that can sweep the hearts of anyone on the coast of the bay.