The Story of the Wind Wanderer
Shaksht #148

"I will take you back to the capital, Your Majesty."

Kenan leads the wounded King Aiden to leave the battle at Pearl, he continued to walk carrying the king up a hill that was far enough north from the region or the battlefield.

Breathing gasps, blood flows from the temple, blood comes out of the mouth and nose, burns at once open on the left arm and left leg which also appear to bleed quite a lot. The white robe he wore was no longer pure white, stained with earth, black ash, and of course blood red from his own blood. King Aiden stood at the top of the hill with Kenan who did not release his grip from his right arm, and looked towards the Pearl Region which had become a sea of corpses.

Under the heavy rain that is still pouring. The land in the region was no longer green, everything turned red with the bodies of the alliance soldiers from the human kingdom. The Alliance army, led by King Aiden, had been easily defeated by a huge explosion that suddenly attacked the rearguard of his army. The huge explosion instantly paralyzed and killed almost all of the soldiers there. In addition, the explosion has also destroyed several small hills around it, creating a basin of land approximately 100 meters in diameter and depth, he said, and created several sources of fire that seemed to continue to blaze despite the rush of rain.

"Those who survived .. how?" asked King Aiden, looking still concerned about his soldiers who survived - perhaps like him today, though with injuries filling almost the entire body.

Kenan sighed heavily, "pardon me, Your Majesty. My quantity can only take one person to go from that battle, so I decided to take you away."

"I can't take all the survivors away because of the pressure from the enemy forces that never stopped attacking" Kenan continued.

The cheers from the black banner army slowly sounded very clearly, they raised their weaponry to the sky, exclaiming under the rain that was still flushing the region. The victory of the dark forces had been achieved by the defeat of the alliance army in the Pearl Territory, the Southern Border of Zephyra.

"Call ... royal pigeon, Kenan ...! We must .. send a letter ... to the capital," King Aiden asked his knight with trembling intonation and groaning in pain.

"I will call him as we walk, Your Majesty," said Kenan, then hurried to lead the king to walk, down the hill and head north.

...

The king's steps were very teetering, and began to enter a forest. King Aiden immediately sat on the ground because his left leg was unable to support his body. The wound on one of the legs seems severe enough that King Aiden cannot even feel or move his left leg.

Kenan inevitably had to stop his steps for a moment, and rest under one of the big shady trees and towering height, he said, the tree on which the king rests can only sit on the ground. No water, no supplies. All these supplies have been destroyed, or may have fallen into the hands of the dark forces.

The black-haired handsome knight tweeted to create a whistle-like sound using one of his hands, before finally a beautiful white-haired pigeon flew over and alighted on one of his arms.

"Please put this cloth on, Your Majesty." Kenan took and gave the white cloth he had in his pants pocket, the cloth he was supposed to use to wipe and clean his sword, "but I have no ink," he continued after King Aiden received a piece of cloth.

Kenan could only stand still, grimacing himself when he saw the king take drops of blood coming out of his left leg, and then wrote a sentence on the white cloth with the blood.

When he finished, King Aiden appeared to use wind magic on his right palm to drain the blood on the cloth. If it was dry enough, he immediately rolled up the red-spotted white cloth, and then gave it to Kenan before finally continuing one of the pigeon's clutches that perched on one of his arms. Receiving the letter to be delivered, the dove immediately flapped its wings and flew at its height carrying the message towards the Capital of Zephyra.

...

Wind gusts feel soft and soothing, causing the sound of friction leaves on the sidelines of the branches of forest trees. King Aiden leaned under the shady tree with his eyes raised to the top, looking at the sky above him that no longer lowered the water, only the sky above still looked dark gray.

The handsome man who was the most revered one of the Zephyra Kingdom looked no longer grimacing in pain - because it was so painful he was numbed by his scarred body. His gaze was then fixed on Kenan who was still standing firmly before him with an iron armor filled with scratches. Kenan looked unmoved from there, and remained standing firmly with his gallant.

"I can't walk, Kenan. Go first to the capital, and tell me what happened in Muti-"

"Sorry, Your Honor. However I will resolutely refuse your order to leave you here!" sahut Kenan, boldly and decisively cut the words of the king.

Instead of being sharp and angry, King Aiden's gaze and gaze softened to see the loyalty shown by Kenan to him. The gaze slowly turned to glassy, "but-"

"I can take you back to the capital, Your Majesty." Kenan immediately spoke, again cutting off the words of the king, and then bowing his head before the king who was still sitting on the ground.

"Whatever the way, if necessary I am willing to carry you. I'm not leaving you here!" continued Kenan, raising his head back, and looking intently at the king.

King Aiden nodded in understanding, and smiled faintly. He seemed to be trying to get back up with his right hand holding the tree trunk even though it looked quite difficult. Kenan swiftly helped him back to his feet, before then wrapping the king's right hand over his neck, leading him to stand and walk.

"Before going to the capital, take me to the East hill of the Zephyria region first, there is something I must do there," said King Aiden, turning his head and speaking to Kenan.

Kenan nodded, "well, Your Majesty. I'll take you there."