The Witch's Curse
Rebellion Army
'Auuuuuuu!!!'
'Auuuuu!!!!'
The sound of the wolf's howl sounded simple. Connelly, who was in her room, looked out the window. The usually calm and quiet night seemed chaotic. The girl rubbed her eyes as if to make sure that her vision was not problematic. Hordes of werewolves were galloping towards the city! Luckily, the duke's residence was quiet and did not attract their attention. Predators tend to chase moving prey, so people who are dancing and partying are more interesting than Connelly's lonely house.
"Jess! Jess! What's up?" Panicked Connelly called her maid immediately.
"Miss.. Missy... You need to stay in the room! The situation outside is so bad!" jess said with trembling hands. Connelly told her to go into the room and lock the doors and windows.
"Where are the knights?"
"The Knights are fighting the monsters at the front gate, Miss! Hope they don't get here!"
"Oh, no!"
Connelly looked back through the window of her room. There was a blaze of flames blazing and the sound of a sword clanking softly from a distance. The rampage of human-like monsters was inevitable. The atmosphere of the night is so tragic and gripping. Connelly then gathered her determination, and changed into clothes.
"Miss, where are you going?" ask Jess who's curled up by the fireplace. He had just closed the hole with furniture so that no wolf would come in from the roof.
"Jess, I'm going to find my sister" she said. Connelly replaced her nightgown with a shirt and trousers. He hid his hair in a hat.
"No, Miss! You must be in this room to be safe!" Jess pulls Connelly's arm with a worried mimic.
"Calm down, I can raise my sword, really" Connelly said, gently releasing Jess's hand. Although he was also afraid, however, Connelly could not stand still seeing the heartbreaking events right in front of his eyes. Moreover, this tragedy occurred in the territory of his family. Connelly wants to help the people of Gonovan. If he can't fight, at a minimum, he will take part in the evacuation process.
*
BRACKET!
BRACKET!
BRACKET!
"SILLY!! BROTHER!!!"
Connelly knocked hard on her sister's room door. He was now fully clothed as a man, and prepared to join the battle with the knight army.
BRACKET!
BRACKET!
BRACKET!
"SILLY!!!"
"Lady!!!"
Fillipe-The butler of Duke Gonovan's shortest-ranked residence sees Lady Connelly dressed in men's clothing and visibly rampaging in front of Duke Elliot von Gonovan's room.
"WHERE'S MY BROTHER???" connelly asked grumbling towards Fillipe.
"Tu.. Signore.. Master is not in place." he said lirih.
"What's? Crazyhead! The state of the Dukedom is in trouble, and he's not in place???" Connelly's getting worse.
"Where's the knight's head?" ask again.
"I... That's... Same thing, miss. Our personal knights are escorting Mr. Duke," he explained.
Connelly's chest rumbles. Enragement peaked. How can a ruler abandon his people at a time like this?
"They went with the council?" Connelly. Fillipe bowed not daring to answer.
"Basic, Crazy!"
Without waiting for Fillipe's answer, Connelly could immediately conclude, this must have something to do with the rebellion movement that was being planned by the Elliot camp! Connelly's brother certainly deliberately moved early to occupy the capital. They will not waste a golden opportunity to start a rebellion when the King is not on his throne. The Blood Moon phenomenon, plus the buzz of rumors that were being spread, would be an external force that could smooth out his plans.
Connelly ran down the stairs, but was prevented by Fillipe. He and two knights lifted the body of the Lady who was not so heavy, then locked it in his private room.
"Take me off!!!" Connelly rebelled.
"Lady! Forgive us! It's for your own good. Jess!!! Keep the Lady out of the room!" fillipe's orders that find Jess are cowering in fear inside Connelly's room.
"Ba. good, Mister,"
Jess hugged Connelly who was thrashing.
"Miss, please calm down. The wolves will come here" sizzled Jess quietly. Connelly let go of his bodyguards, and according to him, because he also did not want to invite the beast to damage Gonovan's residence.
"What should I do," Connelly bowed helplessly looking at the reddish sky from her bedroom window. His tears trickled when he thought of the tragedy that would befall the people of Gonovan, while he stood on his hands.
"Mi Lady, you didn't make a mistake" Jess who had been behind, hugged her gently. Connelly cried helplessly in the arms of her servant. Had their father been alive, things could have been easily reversed. Connelly's father was a true knight who was willing to sacrifice his life for his homeland. That is the soul of a ruler. Not dancing over the suffering of his people.
*
"Dol-hahhh!"
Drakes
Drakes
Drakes
The sounds of horse racing and the clattering of weapons sounded in unison. Duke Elliot's army is headed to the capital. They did not realize that there had been chaos in the Gonovan region. The darkness of the night and the reddish moonlight highlight makes the atmosphere even more tense.
"Lord Duke, we will soon arrive" cried the commander of the rebellion, Sir Hans, from the front.
"Report your horses!" the Duke's orders were instantaneous.
Their war horses are racing faster to get to the destination.
'Auuuuu!!'
The sound of wolf howls rang out from the direction of the hill.
"Let it be, wild animals, common in the forest!" cetus without looking.
'Auuuuuu!!!'
Drakes
Drakes
Drakes
CRAB!!!
"Your majesty! We're under attack!!"
"What????" Duke Elliot looked back. He was surprised to see the chaos that was happening.
"Teacher, turn!!!" His order
"Groan!!!"
They then counterattacked the wolves that were trying to pounce on one of the knights. The sword is ready to be released. This time, of course, the effect was greater than the attacks from the city guard knights. The level of fighting proficiency of the rebel knights was equivalent to that of the royal knights.
CRAAAAKK!!
One by one werewolves were conquered. The sharp teeth and long claws were not as powerful as the war swords supplied by Marquess Wangler. Duke Elliot smiled sinisterly, but he remained focused on attacking the wolves.
"Watch a warm-up before the war!" it's on the wind.
KLANG!
CRAK UP!
GRRRR?!!!!
CRAKK!!!
Uneasable commotion. Several knights were uprooted, the horses collapsed being hit by the strongest of the beasts that make up the human being. Their bodies are three times larger than that of wolves in general. However, the number is a little. The swarms of werewolves that were supposed to number in the hundreds, were now only dozens. Many were already charred by the fireball of Madam Velocia who was wrathful as they messed up her dance ritual.
'Auuuu!!!'
CRAK UP!
"Aaaaakkkhhh!!!"
Duke Elliot, who was caught off guard, was attacked by wolves. His arm was torn, his blood was spattered.
"Damn!! Finish them! Aarrghhhh!" It hurts.
"Your Majesty!!" His adjutant dispels the monster attacks that target his master.
CRAKK!
The werewolf's head was rolled over by the slashing sword of Sir Ken, Duke Elliot's aide.
"Aarrrgghhh!!!" Elliot groaned in pain on his horse, Sir Ken immediately took over the reins of the Duke's horse and caught his master who was about to fall. Sir Ken's horse was left alone. For him, the life of his master was more important than his own life.
"We'll pull over!" Sir Ken exclaims to the leader of platoon 1.
"Hiyaahh"
He also drove the Duke's horse through the forest and headed to a nearby village to ask for help.
"Master! We have to survive" said the knight, who was still grappling with the wolf monster's attack.
'Auuuuuuu!'
Miraculously, the wolf stopped attacking. They raised their heads and looked as if they were looking for the source of their master's voice. A second later, the wolf pack raced even faster, heading towards the capital, regardless of the group of knights who had tangled with them in the forest. Duke Elliot and Sir Ken who broke away and crossed paths with a flock of werewolves were not touched by them. Such monsters had been ordered to immediately arrive at the capital, and begin their official work.
"Master, it seems like our plan failed" whispered Sir Ken, not wanting to attract the attention of the wolves that had darted not far from them. Horses were kept so as not to precede the herd of wolves that are like a fidelity to get to their destination immediately.
"Armghkk... I don't know... Arggh..... I'm going to die" whined Elliot in a pool of blood. His torn arm did bleed a lot, but it had been wrapped in cloth by Sir Ken before they found a healer or doctor in a nearby village.
"Bertahanlsh, Your Grace. We'll be there soon" said Sir Ken.
Meanwhile, the mutiny force was led by Count Yale, replacing the wounded Duke Elliot. They remained firm against the initial plan to occupy the capital.
*
"Your Majesty, there is chaos in the kingdom, you must return right now with the Holy Commander. The Great Witch has risen and attacked the capital,"
The Great Adviser Lord suddenly appeared from the magic circle in front of King Cordovan's army. Of course they were all shocked not to think, that, the old Hermit could teleport. The King's army was up the hill to reach the location of the Queen whom he summoned through the waves of the Fairy Stone.
"But... What about the Queen?" sahut Markian is worried.
"Give it to us, Your Majesty," Duke Gelael offered. The King and the Commander seemed to hold their views for a while, then obeyed the invitation of the Lord Counselor to return to the Kingdom of Cordovan. The three of them teleported towards the capital and in just a matter of minutes, the small Markian Company arrived at the Palace.
*
"Oh, No!!"
The Stone of Elves led them to the Hill of Hiding. Arriving there, Duke Gelael was aghast and speechless. He immediately rushed towards their Queen who was already turning blue on the giant rock.
"The Queen has passed away!" pilu's screams. The Duke's heart sings like it's slashed. His tears fell and he felt the pain of His Majesty when he learned of this news.
How should Duke Gelael explain the Queen's condition, which has closed its eyes forever to the King?
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