《Unlimited Phantasm》Volume 1 Chapter 5 Alsace
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In the forest two young man were walking leading them is the teen clad in green equipped with a bow and arrow with a brown sling bag and behind him is a smaller boy but anyone who would see them now would disregard the two boys and their eyes would fall on the big hulking bear that the small boy is carrying. These two boys are no other than Azrael and Tigre.
“Are you sure you don’t want any help with that?” Tigre asked Azrael
“No it’s all good I can handle at least this much. By the way how long until we get to town?”
“A little further why are you getting tired if so you can ask for help anytime.”
“Nah it’s my prey so I should take responsibility. I’m gonna get paid by you anyway so you can consider it as an additional service”
“Sorry about this. I can’t dismantle the bear properly with the tools that I have I only normally hunt fowls and small animals considering that I hunt to prevent my archery from degrading.”
“It’s okay I’m the one who insisted on talking this guy back to town anyway” Azrael gestured towards the bear at his back. “and I really don’t want to damage the fur because of my rookie dismantling just knowing how much gold that would waste is really heart-breaking so this much effort is no problem”
Little did Tigre know that the real reason Azrael didn’t dismantle the bear was to test his new found strength and stamina. Doing so made Azrael realize how strong he became and carrying the bear that would normally take 3 grown man to lift was carried by him for 2 hours without breaking a sweat such feat was not missed by Tigre who was still wondering about the true background and intention of this weird companion he had just met.
“We’re close to Alsace’s capital city of Celestia right now it is where I live by the way.”
“Finally ahhhh walking for the whole day is really tiring its almost sunset. Are there any shops that are open after we get there.”
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“Well I personally don’t know but my aide Bertrand could store it for us and sell it tomorrow then we will split the profits.”
“Okay okay. Let’s hurry up then”
“No rush. Beyond those trees you can already see Celestia”
“Uhm. If we are gonna sell this tomorrow that means I have no money to eat and no money to find a place to stay so ……” Azrael then shot a look at Tigre as if asking “are you really gonna let me live on the street after helping you out this much?”
Tigre after seeing such a look just heaved a big sigh and said
“Fine you can stay at the house tonight.”
“Oh.. thank youuuuu veeeeeeeerry muuuuuccchh LORD Tigre” Azrael then gave him a big grin as if everything in the world is in place as he wanted it to be.
Tigre seeing this just sighed again and under his breath he said “What a puzzlingly troublesome fellow”
After getting out of the forest Azrael then saw a beautiful view. As the last light of the scarlet sun fell upon a beautiful town as if caressing its wooden walls, the red hue reflected in the waterfall at the back of the town glittering as sapphire jewels and the fields of red that sway with the wind a town so beautiful and so calm yet this redness as if reflecting the looks of its lord Tigrevurmud Vorn’s scarlet red hair and as he stood there gazing at the town of Celestia Azrael could only acknowledge again what he has already known all this time that here beside him stands its one and only ruler. In his mind he could only affirm that knowing really is different from experiencing it first-hand he could feel his companions change in demeanour and aura as he laid eyes on his home town and looking at him rather than just a mission subject Azrael sees him now as someone worthy of respect.
“This place is really beautiful Tigre” Azrael said this to break Tigre out of his dazed state.
“Yeah it truly is.” Tigre said continuously looking at the town
“So are we going or not I don’t mind camping out here if you’re not?” said Azrael with a little bit of irritation in his voice the fur of the bear at his back is making him warm and itchy at the same time so he really did want to put it down as soon as possible and seeing the town just right before his eyes makes him want to go even faster and being delayed buy such mellow drama Tigre is just prickling his nerves.
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Hearing this Tigre finally became conscious of what he is doing
“Sorry about that it’s just every time I see it I kind of remember my father and the responsibility he left me.”
“Fine, fine I understand so if you’re done with your dramatic moment can we go on our way now.” Its not that Azrael was insensitive towards Tigre’s thoughts it was just that he felt asking about Tigre’s past right after they just met was not that appropriate and he was unwilling to put Tigre in an awkward position to reveal his family matters to basically an unknown stranger at this point in time.
“Yeah your right this is not the time and place we need to get to the village before it gets dark out” was Tigre’s response as he gave a smile towards Azrael seemingly understanding his intentions.
After a short while the two arrived in front of the gate of Celestia. The guards manning the walls seeing the two in the horizon suddenly went agape because of the sight of the bear walking towards them from a distance making them stand on guard. After a little while as the silhouettes became clearer they relaxed their guard noticing the person leading the way.
the guard who seems to be the leader of the bunch walked forward and greeted Tigre
“Good evening Count Vorn it seems you have been successful in subduing the bear that is causing havoc in the surrounding area the villagers would be delighted on your success” then he casted a glance towards Azrael who was holding the bear. “If it is not to presumptuous my lordship may I ask you about the identity of your companion?”
“Ah yeah this guy is the one who killed the bear and I invited him to stay with us in the manor for the night to sell the bear materials tomorrow. Worry not he is a mere traveller or so he says I’ll take full responsibility for him”
Azrael was merely listening in on the conversation he may know this world but communicating with its citizens should be left to those who can do it comfortably and although he was quite comfortable in taking with Tigre but as the lord of the territory he knows he need to display proper decorum in front of his subordinates to maintain respect and trust in the lord of the territory.
After hearing Tigre’s explanation the guard leader seems to consent and waved towards the gate.
The gate the opened welcoming both Tigre and Azrael.
“So where is your house at?” Azrael asked Tigre while walking in the streets of Celestia
“It’s at the back of the Village near the waterfall” answered Tigre
“Oh as expected of a noble is it a ridiculously humongous house with rooms that are unused all year round with hundreds of busty maidservants waiting on your hand and foot” hearing Azrael’s description Tigre went unbalanced in his walk on how ridiculous Azrael’s view of nobles.
“Quite far away from it really what would I use such a house and the manor only has few servants.”
“hahahahaha oh well whatever it is I’m just thankful that I have a roof over my head tonight”
“Well whatever lets hurry up. You walking around town carrying that bear around is scaring the towns people”
Tigre spoke the truth even though it’s nearly night time the number of people in the town that were looking at Azrael with suspicious eyes carrying the hulking bear around is quite numerous. If Tigre was not here with him he was sure that the town’s security would have captured him long before he arrived at his house for disrupting the peace of the town.
“Okay okay lets hurry then”
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