The War Of Hearts
Chap 9 - Fred's Gift Items.
Fred was still walking to walk us around the shack house that I thought was so cramped and filled with antiques. But after exploring some parts, the house is inhabited quite spacious if to live alone.
“Is this your home, Fred?” Lyman asked on the road.
“You could say so. But I rarely go home,” Fred replied without moving his gaze from the front.
“Why?” Magani asked in curiosity.
“I'm busy monitoring this forest. At least in a month, there must always be people like you coming. Some are alone, some are in groups. But only you who come with a cheerful and excited face, before they all complain and ask to be returned. Their missions are also diverse, from the easiest and the most difficult,” said Fred made us all nod.
Because there were questions that stuck, I finally asked, “If you may know, what is the most difficult mission that has been accepted so far?”
Fred then looked at me, his gaze making me shudder a bit. “Missions you received.”
The three of us looked at each other. Magani immediately put on a face of contempt.
Looking back straight ahead, Fred connected his words, “Either because you came in groups, so the mission you received can be said to be difficult because you have to face directly with the evil and famous magician in this country.”
I can only sigh. So far, we can't just back off. I still remember the talk of the faceless robed man who opened the portal until we could all be thrown into this world, ready not to be ready we all had to go through what we were told.
“Then, when we successfully complete the mission, will we all be able to return to our home world?” Lyman asked again.
Fred did not answer immediately, he seemed to be thinking seriously. “Hmm, I can't guarantee. And it's not my job to answer. I'm only tasked with directing people like you to have a clue to do something.”
Magani's body pressed towards me, then she whispered, “What if we can't go back, Jan? We will be trapped in this world forever. In the world of the middle of nowhere everything is still covered in mystery.”
I hissed softly, Magani was showing too much fear. “What's really why? Is this not the world we want? After saving Ethan, we can go on a journey to find fairy powder. If we can't go back, we can live in a world of magic and we can learn to master all kinds of magic. Isn't that fun?”
Instead of being entertained, Magani actually looks more sad. His head bends, his shoulders sluggish. “Maybe for you, for people who do not have any dependents or special purposes, if you can not return it does not matter. But for me, who has one-on-one family members and is experiencing severe pain, of course, really want to come back while bringing her fairy powder. I want him healthy back.”
Oh, naw. I've already hurt her heart. I really didn't realize that. True, I who did from the beginning travel to escape and for sheer pleasure can not be as flattened as Magani also Lyman who has a purpose.
“Hey, stop.” Lyman tried to finish our conversation. His hands were embracing Magani who was still pouting. “Why are you busy thinking about something that hasn't happened yet? We do it one by one first, and do not think about anything else before what we will do can be resolved.”
“True, the key to making your life calm is not to think of something that has not happened,” Fred said, contributing to the conversation. “I liked your spirit before. Defend it. It is not easy to survive in this world. If you want to return, make sure you are safe and secure until the mission is over. At least do that first.”
The three of us were silent, just giving a nod in agreement.
After a few minutes of walking around the house, Fred finally took us to enter a room from which I could deduce that it was a barn. The door handles are rusty, the door leaves are dirty and filled with thick dust.
“Please enter.” Fred opened the door, Lyman went in first and was followed by me and Magani.
Watering the smell of damp with cold air directly absorbs into the sense of taste, taste, my eyes obscured the entire wood-walled room filled with cobwebs inhabiting every corner of the room and surrounding the roof.
“Sorry if it's a mess, because this room I haven't checked in for quite some time. I brought you here because the mission you have to go through is so difficult. That's why I want to help you by giving you some items that you might be able to use later,” Fred explained, he walked up to a shelf filled with items that I didn't know his name.
Fred took a small pitcher and showed it to us, but his gaze stopped and fell on Magani. He looked at Magani so closely, as if he were observing and thinking.
“Why? Your gaze made me wonder.” Magani smiled clumsyly, it seems that she was a bit uneasy.
“Close,” Fred's word.
Magani looked at me and Lyman in turn, then just approached Fred with timid steps.
“I expected it,” Fred said.
“Alleged what?” Magani's forehead is a sign of confusion.
Fred looked down, staring at the opened jug, his body language made Magani come down to look. Because I do not know what the contents of the jug are, I can only guess that it might contain something extraordinary to make Magani's gaze sparkle.
“Powder fairy?!” peeked Magani, her short legs were almost about to jump.
But restrained because Fred immediately rush to say, “Bukan.” Fred put his arm in the jug, took out a handful of bluish glowing powder that was also shown to us.
“This is not fairy powder. It's magic powder. I'll give it to you. Seeing that you are not brave enough, then I suggest you use this magic powder if you want to do self-defense,” explained Fred.
“How to use it?” Although tofu is not fairy powder, Magani's enthusiasm does not fade.
“Dark blue magic powder, which I am holding, can make your opponent blind for 15 seconds. This magic powder you can use in emergency.” Fred put the jug down, then took another jug.
“And this light yellow magic powder. Its function is similar to fairy powder, it is like a wound antidote. Not all wounds can be treated. For any wound that can or cannot be treated I do not know exactly, but you can prove it yourself later. My message is one, do not doubt you have this powder you are not being careful or deliberately harming yourself. Remember, this powder is less.”
“And the last..” Fred took another jug. “This magic powder is red. You can only use it in an emergency and make sure not to use it until it runs out. Because the usefulness of this magic powder is able to make yourself invisible in a period of time that continues to be gradual depending on how many times the use. Risk if you use until it runs out, you can continue to disappear and can not be seen again.”
Magani mangosteen, his vision focused on observing the magic powder in Fred's hand. “How to wear it is just sprinkled, right?”
“True, sprinkled according to its use.” Fred put the three jugs containing the magic powder into a brown sling bag, then draped it on Magani. “Use it well, I trust you.”
“Thank you.” Magani looked overwhelmed. He was unceasingly looking at his sling bag. He's back in line, Fred calls me or Lyman's next.
Meanwhile, Fred switches from the shelf to an old cupboard locked by a padlock. Finished opening the lock, Fred opened it and showed us what it contained.
It is clear that there is full of several bow that neatly lined with various shapes that make me stunned. The bright light from the trinkets that become accessories in the bow and arrow slightly illuminates the warehouse room that is minimal lighting.
I gulped, was I possibly appointed to be an archer?
“Lyman's. Come here,” call Fred, instantly break my expectations earlier.
It was clear that the archer would be Lyman and not me. There's a bit of a sense of disappointment, but maybe Fred has a special reason why he chose Lyman.
“Choose which bow you like,” Fred said, making Lyman instantly confused and happy at one time.
Lyman uses his flagship style —wipe chin with the eyebrows that are linked. Before long, Lyman's hand stretched out forward to show his choice.
A bow is jet black but looks sparkling it becomes Lyman's choice. The shape of the bow is like two wide wings of a bird, because it is pitch black so that the wings are like a crow whose width is equivalent to an eagle.
While the handle of the bow is brown which is in line with the line in Lyman's cloak. And for the tip of the arrow to be decorated with three black feathers, and then in the very pointed arrow eyes it seemed to be made of gold, at least that's what I can deduce after seeing the color.
“All the arrows I will give you will be placed in this arrow bag.” Fred showed it to us. The arrow pouch is made of brown leather, the engraving is plastered featuring black bird wings.
“You are only given 30 arrows in this one bag. And of the 30 arrows are divided into three categories. You can distinguish from the arrow that has this feather. One feather, two feathers and three feathers.” When Fred explained this, I realized that the arrows were not the same.
“Arrow with feather one, this is the lowest. You can only use it on a small scale. For example, when you are trying to escape from the pursuit of a wild beast, this arrow can give a paralyzing reaction for some time. And the number of these arrows there are only 20 pieces.”
Taking another arrow, Fred again explained, “And the arrow with two feathers, this is one level above the arrow. You can use it to kill if you can shoot it right on target. There are only 17 pieces.”
Putting two arrows in his hand, Fred picked up another arrow that caught my attention from the start. “The last three arrows, with the number of feathers three as accessories on it, you can only use when you are fighting Mrs. Trion. It's the last step, and I can assure you that the witch has been paralyzed for some time due to the poison that's spread in her body. It could be said that the poison in this arrow is high dosage, so make sure that you use this arrow only for that evil witch.”
Lyman directly asked the question, “Only can paralyze it?”
Fred nodded. “True. But you guys can do a combo fight to be able to really kill him. When you managed to shoot the witch, your other friend attacked as well.”
Fred's gaze scrolls, landing on me. “Now it's your turn, Jane.” His hand told me to come closer, I excitedly ran over to get closer to him.
Fred pulled the crate from under the table, the chest that had been covered in thick dust made me sneeze. The white crate that started yellowing was similar to a coffin.
There's no way in that coffin there's a may, is there?
Fortunately, there is none. When Fred opened the chest, all that was inside was a large axe weapon with a height that almost matched my body. The axe with the pointed tip is blackish purple.
Somehow the concept and shape of the big axe. But at the base of the ax is a small skull that may be an accessory to make it look more terrible and attractive.
While in the axe handle like made of purplish crystals, very shiny. And at the end of the handle there is a half moon symbol that looks beautiful.
“What do you think? You like it?” Fred's question blew my mind.
With just one look, I instantly fell in love with that weapon. Although I do not know and do not have the experience to use it, but I really want to be a user of the weapon.
“I really like. But when viewed from its size it is very heavy.” My hand slowly stretched out, wanting to touch the surface of the axe. It felt cold, and not long ago I touched it, the axe gave off a dazzling beam of light and it happened for only a split second.
“That sire will suit you perfectly. This big axe is heavy, but I believe you can carry it. The light that appeared when you touched it earlier as a response that you have the talent to use this weapon, Fred's response” makes me want to do something with the ax.
“Can I lift?”
Fred nodded. “Please.”
When I lifted the axe, my previous guess that the ax would feel heavy was immediately broken. I could lift it so easily, I could even put it on my shoulder.
“Hey, you are so strong, Jane,” said Magani, she ran small, came up to me. “Can I try to hold it?”
“Of course.” I handed it to Magani easily. But it turns out, not yet fully axe that I released, Magani was overwhelmed and will almost befall his own body if I do not hold it.
“A-akkh, this is so heavy! How can you lift it without putting out an expression?” Magani was still trying to hold back, the veins on her neck appeared and her face began to turn red.
Lyman who seemed curious, hurriedly approached to hold his axe. And just like Magani, Lyman is arguably powerful enough to lift weights, in fact lackluster as well.
“The father has chosen Jane as his user, therefore other people who try to lift or want to steal it will certainly be difficult,” said Fred explained.
“... And now, after all of you have been given each of your items as a tool for self-defense, are you ready to venture into the outside world that is so cruel and mercilessly famous?”
The three of us threw eyes at each other, then confidently we both nodded to answer Fred's words. “Ready!”
“But wait.” I spoke again, “Does this ax have special provisions like the goods owned by Lyman and Magani earlier?”
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