《Brave Soul》4. Sadness behind that smile 2
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I immediately stand up after I heard what he was asking for.
"Wooooo! Ha! Ha! Ha! I just want a drop of your blood", the man asked.
"For what?", I shouted.
"We just want to know why our master died; even though our master is old, he is not that weak," the old guy explained.
"It’s not that we are testing your credibility but we just want to know the truth," the man explained.
I tilted my head. The woman explained, it is like this, "our blood is like a jag of memories. A single drop can shows us what happened for the past seven days of your life but don’t worry we will only selectively choose the information in relation to our master."
I hesitantly stretched my index finger.
"If you are a bit scared you can close your eyes", the man said.
"No that is fine", I calmly said then I sit back beside the old guy and the mid thirty's man punctured the pad of my index finger using a pointed knife and immediately drop the blood above the wooden chalice with clear liquid on it. The moment my blood touched the surface of the water, it forms a ripple and the information was shown based on my perspective.
After the video like show, the woman ran outside and cry.
The mid thirty's guy shows concern on me and asked, "are you really sure you were not hit by the sword?"
"Yeah, I am sure I was not hit" I responded. The guy seems to be relieved. The woman came back after a few minutes outside; even though she wipes her tears I can clearly see the puffiness of her eyes.
The woman burst out of anger and shouted, "what kind of despicable spell that those brute use!?"
The old guy touched his chin and said, "yeah, I never heard any spell that can control breathing. Maybe there is if it is cast by a high ranking Dewin but....those guys are Igorha!"
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I was amused while looking at them.
The mid thirty's guy is staring at me and said, "do you know about that spell?"
"It is not really a spell", I calmly said then I took a deep breath and continue, "in other point of view it is called asthma. I presumed that you are with your masters all day and night, right? You might recognized several signs and symptoms such as frequent cough especially at night, shortness of breath, feeling of tired during exercise, you can hear a wheezing noise during breathing."
The woman widened her eyes and said, "how the hell did you know that?"
"Huh? Don’t you have any medical help or healing process that need to be done to relieve the symptoms I mentioned?" I asked curiosly.
The old guy smiles as if he remembers something and said, "Ah! You mean priests? They do heal but they are expensive especially the highest in hierarchy! The bloody church is just a money mongrel!"
"Huh? Why would you ask for the priest help? I mean they are useless in terms of medical conditions" I blurted out.
"Well, they have healing magic but we can only afford the lowest of the hierarchy and that is the acolyte," mid thirties guy explained.
"Oh, okay.....", I responded then I closed my eyes because I think I going to lose my mind because of their explanations.
"So what is this asthma like?" The old guy asks curiously.
"You usually have it when you are a child but some will manifest during adulthood," I explained.
"So it is like a curse?" the woman clarified.
"Sigh......yeah it is something like that but not what you think or imagine. In simple words, it is an inflammation or over production of mucus that obstruct the airways," I explained.
I look at them and they looked confused. "Sigh....it is like this, Am...I forgot to ask your names guys...."
The old guy laugh and said, "my name Eliah, that woman is my eldest child she is 16 and my son Revan my youngest. He may look old but he is still 15 years old. My master’s is a Baron Lucas Ze Calnet."
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In my mind they really looked old.
Huh? He is a baron? But he lived in place like this?...I am sorry....I just..
"That is alright," Eliah smiled. The reason is very political, the first child of the emperor is a bit a player and irresponsible, we sided to the third child but the child died for no reason. Most of the people who sided with that third child ran away because some of the supporters mysteriously died. Our master was able to place a shield on this place to prevent other assassins to locate us. Since he died, it just a matter of time before the shield will lost its power.
"So, how many months do you expect that the shield will last?," I asked calmly.
"Not months, it would 3-5 years, I think....Can we go back to the asthma?", the old man said.
Oh, okay, Silva kindly pinched your brother’s nose and also closed his mouth.
She did what I instructed.
Okay! Stop! Revan got furious. What was that for! I can’t breathe!
What you experienced is just mild, imagine an asthmatic person will have 2-3 times more potent than what you struggled right now.
"I can’t believe what my master has been through....," Eliah stand up and went out for a bit.
"You must be some sort of noble since you knew about this kind of stuff," Revan said.
"Not really, my late mother is a hooker and I don’t know my father.", I gently respond.
"Oh, I am sorry, your speech is very fluent, I just can’t help but comment on it.," the oldman said and smile.
The old man came back and sits beside me and said, "where are you going now?"
"I don’t know, I maybe going to the capital if there is.Hmm.... I have a favour to ask though. Can you teach me how to read?" .Both of Eliah’s children are laughing at me.
"Why are you guys laughing?," I said it while tilting my head.
"Because we don’t need it, we are just serf. We will not join in politics or manage a town," Silva still continue to laugh.
"People who laugh about education are ignorant. After all ignorant are ignorant of their own ignorance," I inocently smiled
"You son of!?," Silva is furious.
"Okay!," Raven stand up and stand in between her sister and me.
"Why do you think that people needs to be educated or need to learn to read?," Eliah calmly asks.
"Education teaches us about the world we live in either good or bad experience which allows us to understand and appreciate the lives of others. A well-rounded education is the key for intellectual enjoyment, people will not trick you and you can also make better decision," I explained it clearly with serious tone.
"Old man, why are you crying?," I said it in a concern voice.
"My master said similar words to me before. Listen, I can only teach you the basic alphabet and the basic words since my knowledge is a bit limited. OH! Both of you Silva and Revan, you guys also need to learn and no buts!," Eliah excitedly said it.
"By the way, Eloah please drink this solution.....," Eliah handed me a cup of green tea like liquid then he further exlplained, "This solution came from the fruit of awaking, one of the most common fruit. It seems you raised in a closed environment, in order for your survive I need to assess your nature affinity and in order for us to determine it, I need you to drink this for the next 2 months. By the way, I will start lecturing after we finish our breakfast.
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