Time Travel To Meet The Prince
Galicia Kingdom

There were no news or letters of licensing and pestilence before when the Galician royal army came suddenly. Not not not asking permission from the territory of the intended kingdom, but the imposition for access to the entrance on the grounds they were already in the middle of the road, should the Galician troops return to their origin empty-handed.

The king of Galicia, Ares Sandreas, a kingdom that is famous for being very closed starting from the access of the entrance area, the form of leadership, even the production of staple materials was maintained. Now their troops who were about to go to Aragon had to stop at the border region, not without reason. Galicia did not take the permission line before, nor did it make any appointments.

Juan, who was busy with his duties in the armory, was forced to intervene directly. At night he went to the border to serve the arrival of Galicia who was not invited, the severity again turned out Ares the king also took part in the riot.

Having put on his thick coat the young prince ran towards the stables, ready with a sword and bow as well as arrows. He forbade other troops to join because now the summer was over and the air became quite cold after the sun sank. Most of the Aragonese guards were resting in a warm room, so Juan decided to go alone. Problems with the leaders of other kingdoms, could definitely be solved individually.

Not so far from the mouth of the Ebro river, Juan again close his coat after finding the Galician troops cornered by being outnumbered by Aragon, "You are not usually out of the region. Especially without such official permission. Talk to me, Ares, and please don't make a fuss in my country" Juan warned as he deliberated toward the troops from Galicia.

He and Ares went to the guardroom, where there was only a patch, enough to rest the border troops who were on guard, "I only demand rights, the people from Aragon have stolen in Galicia. We don't need permission for something like this."

"You should have told me or any other noble pepper from Aragon, if this is the case, there would have been a misunderstanding. I don't mean to justify the deception of my people in Galicia, but you should respect us as the owners of this region. You need permission to enter our territory, just like we need approval when visiting your territory."

What Juan said at length until his neck veins sprung up, only considered the wind lereat to the opponent's argument. This was nothing for Galicia, especially the young prince only came alone, not with his father or his brothers. Ares clucked as he patted Juan on the shoulder, "Alright, I ask permission to enter Aragon territory. And now, make a deal for me, I want you to catch those thieves and get executed. Just so you know, they stole the main raw material for Galician exports, which is worth no kidding."

"Not that I refuse, we'd better do well. I'll help deal with the thief's problem, but for punishment, I can't be sentenced to death. You know, Aragonese outlaw the death penalty if their criminal acts don't involve life either. But they'll be in jail for life."

Ares underestimated, "Obviously. Aragon is very weak in population regulations. You should have applied the death penalty for every act of criminalization. If the government is like this, it is clear that many bad people are wandering around. Sierra is dead!"

His forehead shriveled dislike, it seems that Juan did not like the direction of the last conversation Ares, "What do you mean say like that? Don't bring Sierra here."

"Why? You never speak up, for fear that your position is threatened? During Sierra's disappearance, there was no clear news from Aragon, his troops were just searching and searching without any realistic theory of how he suddenly vanished. Poor girl, she should have gotten a better partner than you."

"That's enough, let's go to my kingdom now. We have criminal acts that you're doing right now, remember, you've broken the rules between kingdoms. Where it includes evil" said Juan stopped, he set foot to come out.

"What about Sierra now? You still don't care?"

Now it's Juan's turn to smile on his side, "He's back a long time ago, you're the one with the information."

'Ah, fuck! There's no way he's alive anymore! Who is that girl?!'

...---...

Darkened.

The man felt his elbow still wrapped in a black jacket. A few seconds later his stomach suddenly churned, a red liquid instantly gushed out playfully. Exactly like the effect after Ereluz through the distortion of time travel portals.

When he realized that he was now under a tree that was about twenty-five feet tall, Julian could not resist the burst of strong heartbeats. Soon after this he'll have a heart attack, "Hey! Don't mess around, who would dare bring me here?!"

Ssh. There was no reply, only the sound of the wind blowing increasingly louder. Makes Julian close his jacket.

The darkness of the location where he was laughing, was indeed quite terrible even more so he was alone. But not shrinking Julian's desire to continue to meet his sister, he began to walk somewhere, but the moonlight was bright enough to make him follow the path that has been printed on the ground.

He should now be in a taxi car, being sandwiched between other four-wheeled vehicles. Even if there is a medical team coming, he should be in the hospital or puskesmas, but why the forest is the first sight when he woke up.

It was impossible that as the collision progressed, his body was thrown into the forest.

Though his condition was already very dying, Julian even thought he would not survive. But the proof, at this time his body was fine, still in the same clothes, only his elbows hurt, and his stomach felt stirred.

While holding the stomach, and following the path thanks to the illumination of the moonlight. Julian found a noise ahead. He accelerated, as the sound of the sword began to clatter. There were even cries and screams of crying women.

The closer the unpleasant scene was, the more it made him limp. Now his stomach feels torn apart by sharp objects. It is not clear who they are, and with what reason they are fighting.

But it doesn't seem like just an ordinary fight. Getting closer, Julian saw clearly the war was happening in plain sight. They hurt and kill each other, and fight over a girl.

It's just that his existence here was as if it wasn't considered, or no one realized. When he stood next to the two people who seemed to be the leaders, they did not care either. But the strange thing was one of the faces of that leader.

"Why is his face the same as mine? Or is it me?!"

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