The Thousand Year Dynasty
10.5 - Holy Land
The sun is starting to appear on the horizon. Its light makes a bright orange tinge in the eastern sky.
The shadow of the Fardis hill to the east enveloped some parts of the city that had just woken up from the night.
An owl floated low above the city. Screaming quietly observed the road leading to a building that has a white arched dome that looks magnificent among other buildings throughout the city.
Seen from one of the glass windows in the arch-domed building earlier, a girl who was sleeping soundly on her bed.
His long golden hair looked disheveled. Between the pillows and bolsters that look messy.
The owl landed on a small fence outside the window. Which then looks start to noisily pecking at the shutters and clawing at the glass carelessly.
Hearing the annoying noise, the girl began to make uncomfortable noises and then opened her eyes.
"Who's so noisy, so early in the morning?" The girl spoke like she was groaning
Then, still sleepy and with her eyes half closed, the girl began to sit on her bed. He tried to figure out the direction of the disturbing noise.
And when he looked at the window, it appeared that an owl was scavenging the window door trying to get inside.
"Host Birds?" The girl was surprised to see an owl outside her window. And though lazily, the girl got out of her bed and walked towards the window of her room.
As if knowing that the girl had woken up and was about to open the window for her, the owl stopped making noise. The owl was quietly waiting.
The girl looked to have her hair straightened, then curled up to her with the help of a worn-out hairpick she took from the table. Before opening the window.
"Oh, are you a messenger?" Said the girl when she saw a small container tied to one of the owl's legs.
The owl obediently did not resist as his body was lifted in by the girl.
Then the girl took out a small roll of paper from the container tied to the owl's leg. And then start opening and reading it.
The girl seemed to breathe out while smiling. "Finally the time is also coming" he said later, staring at the morning sun that began to rise from the horizon on the east side.
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The girl had finished taking a shower and had changed clothes, when then she heard her room being knocked from outside.
"Come in" said the girl who was still sitting in front of the glass combing her golden hair.
"Excuse me Primaval" appeared to be a middle-aged woman in all-white clothes who looked simple bowed respectfully after entering the room.
"Yes, Magda?" The girl called Primaval asked.
"The clergy are waiting for you in the middle room, Primaval" the woman called Magda replied politely.
"Tell them, I'll be right down. Thank you" the girl replied later.
"Well, Primaval" the middle-aged woman lowered her head in respect before leaving the room.
After finishing with her hair, the girl with the stature of a seventeen-year-old Narva, immediately put on a white-colored robe that matched the dress she was wearing, and started walking out of the room.
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Now the girl was already in a circle-shaped room. He was sitting on a large chair made of marble at the end of the room. With him at that place, there were eight middle-aged men in white clothes who were standing not too far in front of his chair.
"According to the explanation of his bodyguards, the Urbar kingdom was attacked by troops from the dead ground" the man again explained even though the girl did not ask.
"When it is like that, it is likely that they will also attack this city" another man who had a round face said.
"Don't the army of the land die, the kingdoms of Augra and Joren will surely attack this city, after the fall of the kingdom of Urbar" another man responded. Men with white hair.
"That means soon a war will be fought again in this land" the bald-headed man later said.
"It should be" the girl started talking. "But there's no need to worry. Because according to him, this will be the last attack on this Holy Land" he continued later.
"What do you think this war is a war of ending as the Oracle has seen?" The white-haired man asked politely. There seemed to be curiosity as well as hope in his eyes.
"Right" the girl replied while nodding. "Somehow, but I can feel the wind of change blowing" he said later.
Clerics began to talk to each other. They look happy after hearing the words of the girl called the Primaval.
"Then what will we do, after this Primaval?" Ask the bald guy later.
"Prepare to survive. Order to immediately set up the city's protective magic formation" the girl gave the order.
"Do we also need to protect the king of Urbar's kingdom, Primaval?" The round-faced man asked as if he was confirming something.
"of course. The king and his subordinates, they couldn't possibly survive outside the city, if the three powers' war were to occur" the girl replied. Although it sounded firm, but the girl still spoke with a smile.
"Good, Primaval. I've understood. Me and the other clergymen will soon be ready to set up the magic formation of the city" said the round-faced man in response that he understood and understood the meaning of the girl.
"Thank you, everyone" the girl said before the eight men left the room.
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In the afternoon, the girl was back in her room. The owl was still in the room. Perched on the back of a chair not far from the window.
Looks like he just woke up. The owl blinked its eyes in turn, while gently huffing. His head went up and down with a broken motion, as if curious to observe the girl before him.
The girl was writing something on a piece of paper on her desk. It looks like his mood is good. For several times it seemed that he was smiling to himself in the middle of writing.
Then, when she finished, the girl folded the paper neatly and put it in a container that hung at the foot of the owl.
The girl stroked the owl's head slowly before releasing it again out the window.
"Be careful on the street" said the girl softly, waving lightly.
The owl flew east. Heading into the night sky that was getting darker.
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