Kieris is the capital of the kingdom and it's also its most prosperous city, with a population of one hundred thousand citizens. The city is an economical, political, and religious center, basically attracting all the most important activities and productions to itself, of course not forgetting to use such a factor to support the development of all the other cities of the kingdom. The city is surrounded by a great wall, which had every single one of its pieces blessed by the Church, basically turning it into a physical and magical barrier, which no foul creature of the dark can hope to break. The city is also residence to the great Arch-Cardinal, who constantly helps and protects us against any force of evil. Of course, the city is under direct control of the royal family, which has a personal army of a thousand elite soldiers to keep peace in the city, of which another hundred guard the royal castle from any threat, and who would do anything to protect the royal family.

Records of Kieris, Chapter 1

"Oh, freaking finally!"

Andrew said, after finally finishing his travel. He had walked for at least nine hours since he managed to escape from Rulia, who he still wasn't sure would just leave him alone. After leaving the forest the only thing he found was a huge green plain that slowly transformed in fertile fields, fences and roads, that colored the environment in yellow, brown, red, even more green and... blue? While most of the vegetables looked like the ones from Earth Andrew saw also some things he never saw before, even in fantasy: blue "apples" with a tube-like shape that grow in the ground. At least the tips reminded him of apples.

When he asked an old farmer what they were he was looked at like he had said something incredibly stupid, but after he said he was a nomad and the farmer made a comment about his family living under rocks he said they were Shalps, one of the most nutritious and cheap vegetables in all of the land, which are farmed by mostly everyone and are beaten in popularity and production only by grain. Since the man seemed to have a fondness for youngsters that want to learn more of the world he gave him a small basket of them, incapable to be stopped by Andrew's manners, who refused to get such a gift for doing nothing. The boy sinked his teeth in one of them and noticed it was actually a lot like an apple, just bitterer. He thanked the old man and kept following the road, which was full of caravans, horses, farmers trading their products with traveling merchants and armored men, who Andrew deduced were the "police" or something similar. The peace of the countryside reminded him of England, his loved homeland. After all, while his life there was mostly lonely and isolated till he met..... Emma... he wondered what she was doing but quickly brought his mind somewhere else, as to avoid getting depressed. He remembered that when he was a child, during the summer, his parents always brought him to the countryside to leave him with his grandpa from his father's side, since they took advantage of the season to find new clients for the companies they worked for.

The pure air and the background always lighted up a bit of excitement in his apathetic and cold little heart. His grandpa's house wasn't big, but it was strangely comfortable, with all the furniture and decoration one would expect from an elder.

About his grandpa, he was a stoic, serious man, who drank a lot but somehow stayed calm all the time and even managed to care about Andrew, in his strange and passive way. He remembered how he looked like, since he died when he was 14, even if he onlysaw him during the summer. He was tall, with red eyes, just like him, and his body was muscular, with some tattoos here and there. His hair was very short and grey, his face strangely devoid of many wrinkles and he had this huge scar over his right cheek. Whenever he asked why he had that scar he answered this:

"Uh, this? A good german man gave it to me many years ago. I was so happy i hugged his neck"

He always thought it was strange but he learned with age, with age and lots of traumas about the true meaning of grandpa's "good ol' times" talks. And that was just one of many. While he was reminiscing about his grandfather he hit a fence, since he was so absorbed in his memories he wasn't aware of his surroundings, bringing him back to reality.

"Hey, pay more attention kid, if you get distracted like that you may hurt somebody" One of the armored men scolded him.

"Uhm, eh, yes. sorry"

He quickly apologized and continued his walk through all the fields, admiring the results of the farmers' works, this time paying attention not to hit anything.

He followed the road for a long while, but finally. he began seeing a city in the distance. The city slowly showed itself to him, showing the tops of high white towers, then sturdy stone walls that opened up in an enormous gate from which convoys of caravans, adventurers, merchants, beggars and any other kind of person passed through.

"Busy town. Murgin how should i proceed? I don't have any sort of documents"

"Uh.....what? Already need me? Let me fake sleeping at least, it's so comfortable. Well anyway, no problem, in Kieris only caravans need to show documents"

"How convenient"

"Yep, now let's move. There's a sewer or slum awaiting for my blessings"

"Yeah, yeah i'm going"

Andrew reached the gate and was sure to pass trough, also trying to blend in the numerous travelers, noticing that even if this world had a great variety of races, he only saw humans going around, which was odd in such a seemingly prosper city. But suddenly he stumbled into a huge armored man.

"Oh,i'm sorry"

He apologized to him and tried to pass through, as he noticed that some people around him looked like they saw a ghost and whispered to each other.

"Oh for the Goddess, he hit Trask"

"He's done for"

"He won't last long, that's for sure"

"Poor boy"

Andrew was still trying to pass through the crowd at the gate, when he saw an ominous shadow over him. He turned around, seeing a heavily armored man intensively gazing at him.

"Uhm, can i do something for you?"

"You bumped into me and you didn't even apologize"

"I did apologize"

"You call that apologizing? I'm gonna show you how to actually apologize to someone. Come with me"

"What? Why?"

"No questions, do it"

Andrew decided to follow him, so as to not to attract attention, he was sure that anything this man could do would have not given him any problems.

Ten Minutes Later

"Oh, God, i can't win.... Ugh... i'm fucked"

Andrew was tired, very tired, his arms were about to fall off, his head was going to explode and his stomach was completely destroyed. And in front of him, an armored warrior stood tall and proud, gazing at his enemy laying on the ground.

"AHAHAHAHA, COME ON LET'S HAVE ANOTHER GO!"

"Y-you beast, you cruel bastard..."

"AHAHAHA, HILARIOUS IT SEEMS YOU CAN'T STAND UP! I TOLD YOU I'D SHOW YOU HOW TO PROPERLY APOLOGIZE! BUT THE FUN ISN'T OVER YET"

"No, please, i can't anymore, stooooop...."

"SURRENDER TO YOUR FATE BOY! YOU'RE DOOMED!"

"Nooooooooooo"

Andrew tried to crawl away, in vain, as the man had no problems grabbing him by the leg.

"THE FINAL ROUND KID!"

"NOOOOOO, PLEASE, STOP, I CAN'T, I JUST CAN'T, I CAN'T-"

"GET READYYYYYYY"

" I CAN'T DRINK ANYMORE SHALPS JUICE! HELP!"

"NOBODY'S HELPING YOU, OPEN UP BITCH!"

The man stuffed a bottle of two liters of concentrated Shalps juice in Andrew's mouth, who was now basically drowning. All the clients of the tavern they were residing in were laughing like crazy, some even lying on the floor. The owner and the other workers were simply smiling, being used to this kind of spectacle. While some people were currently looking for their sides, Andrew began salivating heavily, his senses abandoning him.

"HEY! NO SLEEPING!"

He was slapped repeatedly in the face, with an iron gauntlet too.

"Oh, it's so fucking bitteeeeeer, it's horrible"

"Look at this guy, i just slapped him with my armor and he complains about the bitterness of the juice"

The owner sighed heavily.

"Trask, you're the only one that likes concentrated Shalps juice. Do you know how bitter and hard to digest is that for normal people? You might as well drink a barrel of beer, at least that tastes good"

"What are you talking about, he's too young for beer. And it'll make him strong!"

The owner facepalmed.

"Why do you always have to do drinking competitions with random people?"

"Because everyone here is too much of a pussy to do it"

"FOR A GOOD REASON!"

All the people in the tavern shouted together, still smiling widely for the scene they just saw. The owner nodded heavily and then turned to his customers.

"Hey, someone bring the poor kid to the church, he needs to get checked by a healer"

"I CAN DO THAT!"

"Trask you're not getting one inch closer to this poor boy!"

"Don't be a party pooper damn geezer"

"WHAT DID YOU CALL MEEEEEEE?!?"

The muscular owner punched the annoying adventurer right in the middle of his helm, with such strength that he got launched into the wall of the opposite side of the room. Some of his friends went to check on him.

"Oh, shit, the helm's bended inward!"

"Can heads bend like that too?"

"No, they're not supposed to do that!"

"That's what he gets. NOW BRING THE BOY AND THAT IDIOT TO THE CHURCH!"

"YESSIR!"

Eight men raised the unconscious bodies and ran quickly to the nearest church. The owner stood guard at the entrance, making sure they didn't try to do some funny tricks.

"I swear one day i'll kill Trask"

At The Church

"Tralalalalaaa"

A young nun was happily watering the plants of the garden, without a single care in the world. It was a beautiful sunny day, nothing could ruin it. The birds were singing, the flowers had just bloomed and adventurers just busted trough the fence.

"Wait, what?!?"

"COMIIING IIIIIIIN"

The fence immediately gave up under the ramming of the men, who used Trask as a battering ram, and flattened all the flowers in the process.

"MY FLOWEEEEEEEEEEEEERS!"

"Sorry sister, it's an emergency, Trask knocked out another one! And he also got k.o.ed by the owner!"

"THEN WHY DO YOU USE HIM AS A BATTERING RAM?!? AND WHY DON'T YOU GET IN FROM THE MAIN GATE?!? IT'S LIKE RIGHT OVER THERE!"

"We had to hurry, if not the kid would lose his stomach!"

"*sigh*Uh,uuuuuuuuh, my precious floweeers......just get them in......uhuhuhuuuuuuu"

"Thanks sis! Let's go boys!"

The obviously not sorry adventurers hurried to the church, not caring about the unhealthy amount of blood coming out of Trask's forehead. The church was small, but very hospitable, with a big garden and white walls which had big, tall windows. It was surrounded by fences everywhere apart from the front, where there was a small stone gate, which lead to a little fountain, right before the main entrance of the church. It also had a tower that was used to store books.

The adventurers got in by the rear door, being mesmerized by the simple yet elegant angel statues that decorated the inside of the building. They arrived at the main hall, which ended with 3 great colored windows laying over a statue of the great Lux, who had her arms open in sign of blessing. And praying beside it was a old nun, completely covered in white, only showing her hands and her face, which was full of wrinkles and had a long nose, but with brown eyes that transpired strength. She heard many steps quickly coming towards her and turned around, still showing the seriousness and the enthusiasm of a stone.

"Who did Trask try to kill again?"

Her voice was deep and raspy, with a clear hint of annoyance.

"This kid, mother Leind"

"I see, leave him in that room"

Mother Leind got up from her kneeling position and pointed to a a door "hidden" by a statue that was a few meters in front of it.

"Ok mother"

"Yeah, yeah, move, if Trask loses more blood he's gonna get even stupider"

"Oh Lux, not that!"

They opened the door, which led to a small room with six beds with white sheets, 3 large windows and a a lot of drawers.

They gently put Andrew on a bed under the shining sun coming from one of the windows and dropped Trask to the floor like a sack of potatoes. They then proceeded to leave the church, not before helping clean up the mess they made, else they would have got to know Leind's cane.

"Well, we're done cleaning, mother. We need money, so we're going to do some quests"

"Yes, go you damn troublemakers, before you ruin more of my flowers"

"Take care of those two"

"Yes, i will, now go, you've lazed around long enough"

"Bye, mother"

The adventurers finally left, and Leind returned to the church, bringing the young sister with her. Her little assistant was a red-head with brown eyes and a slim build, apart from her arms who seemed quite robust, probably because the gardening was all done by her.. They reached the small room, where Andrew was still unconscious and Trask was beginning to wake up, the floor below him completely red.

"Uh.... what? Grandma, is that you? What happened? The last thing remember is.... i learned how to fly?"

A cane quickly sunk into his cranium.

"OUCH, THAT HURTS, DAMN IT!"

"Shut up, damn you, i told you to stop doing those damn drinking competions"

Trask lied down on his side, cleaning his ear, obviously ignoring the woman. This time the cane was aimed for the stomach.

"AAAAAAH! SHIIIIIT!"

"I warned you, damn fool. Now let me heal you"

Leind grabbed him by the collar of his armor and put her hand on the wound, releasing a white light from it.

"[Light Heal]"

The injury closed up, barely leaving any sign of it being there in the first place.

"Done, now go away before you do any more damage, damn fool"

"What? No, i won't! Today sis's coming back, i'm not missing it! She's so busy i barely talk to her!"

"Whatever, you can stay! Just stay away from anything fragile. Dles, go prepare something to eat, she should be arriving soon"

"Yes Leind"

The red haired girl exited the room, directed to the kitchen of the church. Leind in the meanwhile took some leaves and potions from the drawers, so as to help Andrew recover.

"Dammit, why do you always have to destroy their stomachs? You know i can't heal that with my magic! Now i have to waste my stuff"

"You're a servant of the Church's Clergy, you're supposed to help people unconditionally"

"You're an adventurer, you're supposed to stay months away on dungeon raiding, not wasting all the evening messing around"

"You got me"

"Exactly, now let me do my damn work"

She mixed the ingredients in a bowl, while pouring in various potions. After a minute, the medicine was ready, and had a menacing purply black color. She went to Andrew's bed and leaned to him, putting the the bowl in his mouth.

"This is gonna be like a damn fireball, i hope he doesn't fall off the bed"

She finished giving him the mixture, and after a while he began spasming, breathing heavily. With such a reaction, it didn't take him long to wake up.

"ARGH, SHIT IT BUUUUURNS! FUCK! FUCK! I WAS POISONED!"

He got up so rapidly he lost his balance and fell of on his head.

"I knew it....."

"TRASK, YOU BITCH! YOU'RE SUCH A BITCH! COME HERE!"

"OH, HE'S MAD!"

Trask tried to run away, but Andrew jumped at him and began strangling him, the poor man tried to get free but he couldn't do anything against Andrew's strength, which was the equivalent of thirty men. The only reason his neck wasn't getting crushed was because Andrew had enough self control so as too not use too much strength.

"Soooo... strong.... what.... the hell....did you.... eaaat?"

"You only need to know you won't get out alive..... IT STILL BURNS!"

After noticing the pain was still there, Andrew let go of Trask and began rolling on the ground, cursing.

"I knew this would happen..... ugh.... Trask you owe him some damn good lunches"

"Yeah......fiuuuu... he's mad"

"Ehm, guys?"

Dles, was peeking from the door, showing a nervous and awkward expression.

"What's the matter Dles? Is the food ready?"

"Uhm, not exactly...."

A golden haired girl that looked like a beautiful angel appeared, her smile as bright as the sun. While rolling Andrew's gaze stopped on her and he immediately froze.

"DAMN YOU TRASK, YOU KILLED ME! AN ANGEL HAS COME FOR MY SOUL, BUT I SWEAR I'LL HAUNT YOU! I'LL HAUNT YOU!"

The girl laughed.

"Oh, i'm sorry to disappoint you but i'm not an angel, as much as i'm honored for such a compliment. You seem in pain though, i bet Trask did another one of his stunts"

"What? Nooooooo"

"You're a terrible liar. Here, let me help you..... Sorry, what is your name?"

"ANDREW! PLEASE MAKE IT QUICK!"

"Ok, ok, calm down, just stay still"

She looked at him for a second, then put her hand on his stomach, releasing a white light like Leind, but much more intense.

"[Effect Speed Up]"

Andrew, who felt his stomach would explode, felt a warm sensation enveloping him, and the pain finally disappeared. He got up and cleaned himself from the dust of the floor.

"Thank you very much.... that was bad...."

"No problem, i do things like this all the time"

"Could you please tell me your name? I'd like to thank you properly"

"Of course, it's the least i can do. My name is...."

Andrew noticed that for some reason everyone else began making the smile of someone who knew what would happen.

"Edresia Sanctum"

Hello guyyyyys! Enjoyed the chapter? Hope you did, because i introduced some new characters, along with the surprise reappearance of Edresia. Now, what will happen? Will Edresia discover Andrew's true nature? Will Andrew manage to hide it? Will Trask ever stop being stupid? And most important question of all, will Edresia fall for Andrew? Not all of these questions shall be answered in the next chapter of Drag- Theeeee Abyyyyyyyyss Gaaaaazeeer.