《Brave Soul》9. The hierarchy of needs 1
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---------------Dream
“Please spare my children” then the old man closes his eyes.
“ heeh!, I don’t know about that,” dark red armour guy said then he lifted his one meter dark red two handed sword the shouted ‘CRIMSON SOUL’
The Armour guy horizontally slashed the old guy’s neck and the old guys head rolled on the ground.
Both the base of the head and neck did not spurted blood due to the intense heat, it was cauterized.
The armoured guy looked towards us and said “kill them.”
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO”
HEY! WAKE UP!
--------------Reality
“Are you all right,” a mid thirty guy handed me a wooden cup with water in it.
I look around. The last time I remember was an intense light. I grab the water and drink all of it. “How long have I sleep?,” I asked.
“You’ve been sleeping for five days,” Mid thirty's guy look at me and touch my forehead. “It seems like your warmness has gone down. Care to tell me what happened,”
I look at him and tears just fell because I remember the memories of Eliah.
“ I am sorry. It must be terrible, go back to sleep it is still in the middle of the night. The mid thirty's guy stand u and step down from the wagon.
-------------Mid thirty's guy POV
I am just glad the kid is already fine. His body was so warm that I don’t know what to do. The priest that was here few days ago heal him but the healing did not work. He said that the kid might be curse and he will die eventually or they could go to the capital city and buy an upper grade cure from the church. I almost lost hope, even though the child is not mine I still care, but I am glad that his warmness subside at day four.
The mid thirty's guy entered the biggest wagon.
“I am really sorry, Duke Gran of Emerald Refu for the delay,” Mid thirty's guy.
“Kindly drop the formalities please Ragan, just call me Gran,” Gran said then he smile. “It should be me that should be apologized, I forgot my way back,” Gran said then he laugh.
Ragan is a Lupine race. He has a wolf like ears and stand for about 6’1”. He has blue gray fur and a half meter tail and a light gold iris. His occupation is a merchant.
Gran is a human race, around 26 years old. He has brown hair, stubble facial hair, 5’10” in height and has a green iris. He is the current Duke of the Emerald City of Refu or middle Kingdom
“So, what are the news from the others city,” Gran asked.
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“The North Kingdom/ Grand Kingdom of continent of Refu specifically the Ruby City, seems to be fine but there were rumours about the crown prince’s affair. The House of Leran are not happy about this since their daughter and the crown prince will be getting married next year. The house of Leran also broke the engagement few days back. I heard some old folks and some military personnel that most of the women impregnated by the prince are either killed by the prince personal army or by the hands of the house of Leran to prevent scandal.” Ragan explained
“They will do everything just to escape from the mess they made. I remember my father back then who was killed by the crown prince but I don’t have any evidence against him.,” Gran said.
“I can still remember the third wife; she was the nicest among three royal wives. My late father regretted the fact that he let the prince stayed while his other twin sister was given away, if he have known that the prince will be assassinated he should have saved him as well,” I said.
Both of them are sighing.
“How's the kid,” Gran asked.
“ I think he is fine, the kids seems to be shouldering tons of unhappy memories,” Ragan said.
“What did the priest do,? Gran asked.
“That piece of shit said the kid will not live unless I buy a high grade cure from the church! I can still remember my mother who bought that highest grade of the cure but she did not survive. My mother skin becomes dry because of intense warmness and she died even though she drink that cure tonic!,” Ragan said in an angry voice.
“Although half of the time the person will get cure but half usually die....I just don’t know what to add. I can’t say that they are fake because there are testimonies,” Gran said.
“What about the less fortunate? All of them will die because of the expensiveness of the cure. Most of the time if they can’t cure it, they will just says it is a cursed” Ragan said.
A guard wearing brown leather armour enter the wagon and told that they are already in front of the gate.
----------------- Back to Eloah
I woke up because of the sound of the chains' friction outside. I meditate for a bit because there is something wrong with my body, it seems lighter after the fever subside few days ago. I close my eyes, I felt like a storm circulates in my blood stream until I felt like being consumed by my own body. Few seconds later the storm calm down and I ranked up. My senses are heightened and my body fells warm then it become normal. I tried to hide the energy it immediately.
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-----------------Gran POV
“Can you feel it,” I asked Ragan.
“Yeah, someone ranked up! Maybe it is one of the guards,” Ragan said.
“Wow! the person even know how to hide his energy! I can’t even locate where,” I said.
“Same here, it seems it is inside the city,” Ragan said.
--------------Back to Eloah
I step down the wagon. I look in a 360 degrees and asked myself, this is city?
“You woke up, so what do you think about the city,” Ragan asked.
The city houses are made out of woods especially the houses while the Guild house and merchant hall as written in front of me are made up of stones. The path is also made of stones but the peripheries are just ground.
“I never been to the city before, so it’s my first time,” I said.
“ That is alright!,” Ragan said.
And older guy walk towards us.
“Let us go the merchant hall. By the way my name is Gran,” Gran said.
“My name is Eloah,” I said.
“ Name is Ragan,” Ragan said and smile.
They went to the centre of the town and enter the biggest building. The building is a bungalow type about 800 square metre. Again the building is made of dark stones. The interior is really mess up. The payment areas are everywhere and some are in front some are at the edge of room. The room does not have apaint, what the color of the wall I saw from outside is similar to the colour of the inside. They don’t have chairs, all the people are standing except for the cashier.
We enter into this office but the entire areas are just as mess as the outside.
I sat on one of the chair.
“So, what are you going to do now,” Gran asked.
“I want to work for money because I don’t want to depend on Ragan’s help, I am thankful though,” I said.
“How old are you again? Gran asked then he sat down on one of the wooden chairs in front of me.
I am 8 years old,” I said it.
“ the employment of children starts around 6 years old as long as the work is not heavy then that is fine,” Gran said then he grab some paper like thing and said “ you can work or be a apprentice at the blacksmith you want,”?
“I can, but I want to work in a Guild. As far as remember, Eliah said that there are adventurer or bounty hunter in some cities as long as there is a building then work like adventurer exist.
“ Well, you can work but you can’t hunt beast not until you reach the age of 12,” Gran said.
“That is fine with me,” I said.
“ Adventurer is a bit dangerous job, what is the reason for your decision,” Ragan asked.
“A family of mine........I got separated from them. If I will join the guild then maybe I can find them along the way” I said.
“Are you really sure about that,” Gran asked.
I just nod. Gran asked Ragan to get the branch guild master.
“Can I asked you something,” I tilted my head.
“Sure,” Gran smiled.
“Why is it that there is no church is the city? knowing this is a city there should be one,” I twitched my lips.
“ Nice pair of eyes. Yes, as you can see we don’t have any. Every citizen here knows about it so there is no point of hiding. After the death of the child from the third wife, the emperor gave the authority to rule this land to the elder brother of the third wife which is my late father. My father refused a to accept at first but in the end he just grab it after he saw the situation in this land. Due to the fact that my father that time is just an ordinary soldier, the church refused to erect a building because for them it is blasphemy” Gran said.
An older woman came along with Ragan.
“My name Greta Landmark, just call me Greta. I am the Guild master of this branch. Ragan already told me everything. You can tell me your name now and I will do the writing.”
Greta is a 5’4” human race. She is a bit overweight. She got brown hair and brown iris. Her voice is very loud.
“Can I have the charcoal pen and paper please,” I asked.
Greta just handed me the paper and can’t help to smirked.
The small paper only has few details written on it, name, age and reason why I entered. It seems like they don’t really care about everything as long as the work is satisfactory.
“ YOU CAN WRITE!?” Greta exclaimed.
“Yes, is there a problem?” I asked.
“Nothing!,” Gran said it wrinkled her forehead.
“Well, that is for now. You can stay at my house temporarily,” Ragan offered.
“Oh! Thanks that would be great,” then I smiled.
--------------------------------------------- Author's note I may post chapter 10 this Saturday. I got 3 exam this week. Happy reading!
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