Novel Silver Amelia - Intermission 8-10 Added (Arc 4 Soon)

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Genre: Fantasy, Drama
Tags: Adventure, Female-Lead, Magic and Swords, Non-human Lead, Strong Lead, Summoned Hero, Romance, Crafting, Comedy

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Synopsis:
Origin was the first world created by the Gods. Similarly, it was the first world they abandoned. However, Godless the world was, it remained to persist. It continued to exist but in strife.

One of the continents in this world was Randia. In Randia existed a human kingdom called Laurel. And in Laurel lived a young Princess. Her name was Amelia.

Amelia views the world quite differently.

"Why are most princesses born naïve?"

"Why are Heroes dense like adamantite?"

Note:
The story would probably be re-written after the story is finished to fix all the mistakes from the eaarly chapters.

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Table of Contents:
Arc 1: Let Me Dream

Spoiler: Arc 1:

Prologue (edited)
Chapter 1: Before the Banquet
Chapter 2: Night of the Banquet
Chapter 3: Taking a Stroll
Chapter 4: Father and Daughter 1
Chapter 5: Father and Daughter 2
Chapter 6: Days before the Tribe 1
Chapter 7: Days before the Tribe 2
Chapter 8: Baggage 1
Chapter 9: Baggage 2
Chapter 10: Proving Ritual
Chapter 11: Proving 1 - A Certain Meeting
Chapter 12: Proving 2 - A Child and what used to be a Child
Chapter 13: Proving 3 - Amelia's Horn
Chapter 14: Proving 4 - Deep Slumber
Chapter 15: Proving 5 - Moon Child
Chapter 16: Proving 6 - The not so Calm Days Before the Lightning Storm
Chapter 17: Proving 7 - Golden Goat
Chapter 18: Proving 8 - Trial by Lightning
Chapter 19: Proving 9 - Return
Chapter 20: The Tribe 1
Chapter 21: The Tribe 2
Chapter 22: The Tribe 3
Chapter 23: The Tribe 4
Chapter 24: The Tribe 5
Chapter 25: The Tribe 6
Chapter 26: Alabaster Caves 1
Chapter 27: Alabaster Caves 2
Chapter 28: Alabaster Caves 3
Chapter 29: Alabaster Caves 4
Chapter 30: Unnecessary
Chapter 31: Budding
Chapter 32: Arc 1 End

Arc 2: Caged

Spoiler: Arc 2

Chapter 33: To Fargan
Chapter 34: Making a Move
Chapter 35: Lingering Feelings
Chapter 36: Make Me
Chapter 37: Dialogue
Chapter 38: Deadlock 1
Chapter 39: Deadlock 2
Chapter 40: Deadlock 3
Chapter 41: Letter
Chapter 42: Tail
Chapter 43: Reminder
Chapter 44: A Token of Promise
Chapter 45: Amelia's Gift
Chapter 46: A Glimpse 1
Chapter 47: A Glimpse 2
Chapter 48: A Glimpse 3
Chapter 49: Shackles - Arc 2 End

Arc 3:

Spoiler

Chapter 50: Troubled Times 1
Chapter 51: Troubled Times 2
Chapter 52: Troubled Times 3
Chapter 53: Troubled Times 4
Chapter 54: A Hero's Answer 1
Chapter 55: A Hero's Answer 2
Chapter 56: A Hero's Answer 3
Chapter 57: A Hero's Answer 4
Chapter 58: A Hero's Answer 5
Chapter 59: A Hero's Answer 6
Chapter 60: This and That 1
Chapter 61: This and That 2
Chapter 62: By Kanna's Side 1
Chapter 63: By Kanna's Side 2
Chapter 64: Request 1
Chapter 65: Request 2
Chapter 66: Request 3
Chapter 67: Request 4
Chapter 68: Request 5
Chapter 69: Request 6
Chapter 70: A Fairy, a Dragon, and a Goblin 1
Chapter 71: A Fairy, a Dragon, and a Goblin 2
Chapter 72: A Fairy, a Dragon, and a Goblin 3
Chapter 73: A Fairy, a Dragon, and a Goblin 4
Chapter 74: A Fairy, a Dragon, and a Goblin 5
Chapter 75: Ties
Chapter 76: Take a Look Around You
Chapter 77: A Path Towards East - Arc 3 End

Arc 4:

Intermissions:
Intermission 1: Clipped Wings
Intermission 2: Taboo 1
Intermission 3: Taboo 2
Intermission 4: Fae and Elaine
Intermission 5: King Chasers
Intermission 6-7: Storm Caller (2 Parts)
Intermission 8: A Glance to the Past - Kanna 1
Intermission 9: A Glance to the Past - Kanna 2
Intermission 10: A Glance to the Past - Argent

Holiday Special: Once Upon a Timeline

Unknowns:
Unknown 1.01

 

Spoiler: Silver Amelia - Prologue

Sitting on a chair, I observed what the kingdom of Laurel boasts of as the Royal Guards, training in the field. Given the task of protecting and escorting the royal family, they specialized in interpersonal combat rather than combat against beasts.

To my dismay, they performed their sword strikes at wooden pells. Their movements were refined and graceful, but they don’t give a strong impression. I had expected a mock battle, a sword dance, or a duel, not an irksome play of lumberjacks chopping wood.



“Your Highness, may I request your opinion on this matter?” My personal maidservant, Erina asked as she stood beside me.

“Disappointing” Lacking the interest, I replied. “Others may be satisfied with this level of performance, but that does not include me.”

“You have my sympathy, your Highness.” She said moving her sight back to the training ground.



When I was around 9 years of age, I was able to visit a few other neighboring kingdoms with my grandfather. During the visits, their show of military performance was a few levels above what is being showcased before me.

A diplomatic show of military might may be a staged performance, but they still have a strong presence. I mean, the Royal Guards aren’t even using magic to make it more appealing or intimidating, I thought.



After waiting in agony for a few more minutes, the training halted, and the Knights came forward in an orderly manner. After arranging themselves, a representative came to the front and at the same time, they gently bowed.

“Her Royal Highness, Princess of Laurel, we give our utmost gratitude for participating in the training of the Royal Guards.” Said the knight.

Ah… A typical handsome young knight; blonde hair, blue eyes, masculine, and a confident smile. I wonder how many noblewomen had he brought to his chamber. I thought as I reviewed his appearance.



“No. As guards of the royal family, I ought to offer you my gratitude.” I said as I stood from my seat. “The royal guards have defended and supported our family for decades; I hope this relationship to continue persisting through time,” I said I slowly approached, displaying a light smile.

“Fear not, your Highness. It is our pledge and honor to defend the royalty of Laurel with our lives. Please do not hesitate to use us as your arms and shield.” The knight said earnestly.

“Truly, the royal family is blessed to have knights like you at their side. If it is not too much to ask for, I would be expecting more of the Royal Guards.” I replied.



“Worry not. Your Highness’ expectation shall properly be met.”

“Well then, if you would excuse me, I have some other matters to attend to,” I said as I gave a light curtsy. “Thank you for your time.”

“It is our pleasure, your Highness.” The Knight replied before bowing a second time along with the other Guards.



After I disappeared into the hallway, the Knights dispersed.

Free at last! I joyfully thought.

“Sigh.” I breathe out lightly.

Why didn’t they prepare something more fitting of the royal guards? Are they mocking me? I thought as I recall the recent event. Anyway, maybe I should take rest at the manor after going back?



A few steps before reaching the entrance, I heard a voice calling my name.

“Amelia! Wait a moment Amelia!” The voice called as hurried footsteps resounded on the hallway.

Ah, this rude voice… I thought as I remember the culprit.



“My, if it isn’t Lord Tervin, is there something urgent that requires my immediate attention?” I asked after turning around to meet the owner of the voice, expressing a smile.

“Finally… I found you…” While slightly gasping for air he spoke.

“Hmm?” I slightly tilted my head to the side.

What is it now?



“Amelia, how was it? That is, your travel back here?” He asked, ignoring the question I asked him.

Isn’t it obvious that I would be tired after a long travel, even more so having to agonize over that training?

“As you can see, I am fairly well, but considerably tired and would like to have some rest,” I replied with a wry smile.

“Amelia, you can drop the formal speech, you know. We are cousins, you know. So come on, let’s be casual like when we were kids.” He said smiling.

“Lord Tervin, we are no longer children,” I replied, with a slight hint of irritation. “And besides, we had yet to meet for the last two years.”



“It doesn’t matter.” He said. “Amelia, join me, I have some sweets prepared. Maybe that’ll improve your mood.”

“My apologies Lord Tervin, but I wish to make haste and receive a fitting rest, so please state your business.” He frowned at my statement.

“Sigh. Well, fine.” He said in sorrow. “You are invited to a Banquet tonight at the palace gardens, everyone will be waiting. Oh, and it will be hosted by my father, so be sure to come.”



In response, I moved my sight towards Erina to inquire further information.

“My apologies your Highness, I have yet to be informed of such gathering.” She apologized by lightly bowing her head.

“Well that is expected, some parts of it were rushed anyway,” He said as he looked to the direction of the entrance.



Rushed you say? I thought, confused. Is that possible for an event that is to be hosted at the palace?

“Is it possible to prepare such a large gathering, in such little time?” I asked.

“Well, I guess?” He said, nonchalantly. “Just come later and you will see. Well then, I’ll be going now. See you later, Amelia!” He said as he took off in the opposite direction.



“Your Highness, let us return to the carriage,” Erina asked.

“Yeah, you’re right, let us return,” I replied.

It did not take long before I ended up sitting inside the carriage along with Erina.



“Hmm… Erina, do you know any reason why they would rush such an event?” I asked, curiously.

“Apologies your Highness,” she said. “I lack the necessary information.”

“Erina, we are inside the carriage so should drop the formal speech,” I said. “Not even the coachman can hear us here.”

“I beg your pardon.” She said.



“It’s been quite a while, huh? That is since we last joined a banquet.” I said trying to remember the last time I joined a similar gathering.

“Will you be joining?” She asked.

“Honestly, I feel there’s something amiss about that banquet for it to be rushed, but since it’s been quite a while, I might as well go,” I said, unsure.



“Wouldn’t it be dangerous? We should at least gather information on the participants.” She suggested.

“Let’s do that, then,” I replied as I looked through the window.

“It has also been a while since you wore a dress, so I’ll prepare something ‘appealing’. Fu fu fu.” She laughed playfully.

“Erina, whatever you are plotting, please stop.” I glared at Erina as I moved my sight towards her.



“My, my, whatever are you referring to your Highness?” She said, placing her right hand over her mouth, laughing mischievously.

“Seriously Erina, please stop,” I said.

“It’s not like you would immediately have babies, your Highness.” She casually said, while she warmly looked over my body.

“That leap in logic of yours is quite disturbing! Please take that back!” I shouted in return.



Well, let’s leave the rowdy conversation in the carriage for a while.

The 1st princess and 2nd child born between King Auguste Laurel, and Queen Diane Laurel, Amelia Laurel, is my name.

In any case, whoever you are, whom I do not see, feel, nor touch. I want you to witness my story. I want you to know who and what I really am. Not like some typical beautiful princess, up for grabs, or someone to be saved by a hero like most stories do.



Now you might be thinking, “Why is she talking to us?” or “What are you expecting from us?” or something like “Is this some kind of template?”

Well, it’s not like I know that some sort of power or being is watching over me, or to be precise watching over ‘us’. It’s just that I wanted to believe that there is someone out there who could see the bigger picture, which would be you.

And so I am asking this favor of you. I want you to know who I, Amelia Laurel am as a person and as a princess. I want you, who have no power whatsoever to neither help nor interfere with the decisions I’ve made to bear witness to the truth. I want my name and the truth of my existence to have its place, at least in your mind.



This is my story, as the Silver Princess in this rotten world.

 

I guess I will be visiting your website
from now on...

 

I hope you enjoy it! I'll try to update the next chapter in about 2-4 days I guess

 

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and here it is! hooray! i though comments are not included tho haha

 

goodluck. . .
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don't stop at the middle. . . .
do it till the end.

 

Cant you request @Tony to change your name?

 

hmm.. I think it's fine like this? well if it would ease the confusion I guess I should request a change, but wouldn't that be a burden changing it from the database?

 

Spoiler: Chapter 1: Before the Banquet

A few moments later, a large shadow from the distance could be seen through the carriage’s window. A large gray structure spanning a wide portion of the horizon, the city walls of the capital, Aves.

The capital city surrounds the royal Palace Tercel on the northern side. The city and the palace are separated by a wall one-third shorter than the 20-meter city wall, creating two areas. The first area, facing the sea of Formos, is designated for the residents of Aves. The second area is designated for the nobility, the special workshops, and the palace.


As the carriage approached the city walls, the coachman released the falcon perched on top of the carriage. Subsequently, the coachman reduced the carriage’s speed.

Soon after that, a stream named Twins in front of the city wall became visible. The stream serves as a natural moat and a source of fresh water.


When the carriage halted, a rattling sound of chains started clanking. After a heavy thud, the carriage started moving again.

At the side of the pathway, City guards are seen lined at the sides standing at attention. Nevertheless, the carriage moved forward unaffected.


“Erina, have you informed the coachman of our destination?” I asked.

“Yes, we are currently heading towards the manor,” She answered. “But wouldn’t it be better to head directly to the palace, your Highness?”

“Please spare me; stacks of paper might be waiting for me at the palace,” I answered with a sigh.

No, I’ll definitely get desk work after some greetings filled with flattery. I would like to avoid that as much as possible.


“Your Highness, escaping from your responsibilities is unbefitting of royalty,” She said in a stern manner.

“Please tell that to my Father instead,” I answered in protest. “And Erina, I’m not escaping from it, I’m just delaying it. Get it? Delaying, not escaping. I said it twice because it’s important.”

“…” Erina stared at me in silence.

I averted my gaze towards the window in response.

I’m definitely not guilty.


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After arriving at the manor, menservants, maidservants, and a few Knights welcomed me. We exchanged a few greetings before I was led to my bed-chamber.

I lay on the bed looking at the ceiling.

“Hmm, so even Ark has insufficient information regarding the banquet,” I muttered.


Ark is one of my menservants in charge of maintaining this manor. He specializes in gathering information and is often tasked to monitor suspected nobles. Due to this, his information network is quite broad. Therefore, Ark not having sufficient information makes the banquet dubious.

Well, he did tell me that, my little sister and second Princess Elaine would be participating. I thought. And the fact that the host is Duke Tervin, my uncle, there is probably something in store for that ‘rushed’ banquet of his.



Knock. Knock.

“Pardon me, your Highness, the meal has been prepared,” Said the maidservant.

“I’ll be ready in a few seconds,” I replied.

I sat up on the bed and glanced at the wooden clock hanging nearby.

28 minutes before noon. I still have some time to rest after the meal.


After checking the time, I went through the door to meet the maidservant waiting at the side. I was then escorted promptly to the dining room.

I ate in a relaxed manner while working my way with the prepared cutlery and engaged in idle chatter with the servants.

Thereafter, I took a bath I asked of the servants to prepare.


“Ah, such bliss,” I muttered as I relaxed in the bath with closed eyes.

Swishing sounds were emitted as I moved my limbs within the water.

I wonder, why is bathing not as prominent as I think it should be? I wondered. Maybe I should start spreading rumors to promote it? Even heroes from the records were said to have taken a bath as often as possible.



In history, there were three known heroes summoned by us humans. Well, at least from the existing records. I thought as I recall history from what I have read.

In this continent, some ruins of old civilization were found, but records of them were scarce. In another ruin, it was hinted that the history of the human race dates more than what we have in our records.

There are probably more than three of them. I’m sure of it. I concluded.


In any case, in the records of all three heroes, it was noted that they frequently took a bath. Knowing that they have advanced knowledge that we did not have, taking a bath frequently should have benefits. Besides, taking bath is relaxing. Such bliss shouldn’t be ignored, right? I thought to myself.


Hmm… How does it go again? Ah yes. First, the Heroes were summoned using a magic circle passed down from our forefathers. It was stated that it was a gift from the human God. I recalled.

I heard that the summoning process requires a huge amount of resources. So it is not something that could be frequently done, but maybe Laurel can? I pondered on the possibility.



The problem is that it’s a gamble. Since the summoning process could fail, we might end up wasting resources for nothing. Aside from that, the summoned Hero might not be as desirable as what we might expect.

Well, considering the fact that they have advanced knowledge, maybe that’d be enough help? I questioned.


According to the records, there are cases where that they are not allowed to speak of their ideas due to a magic of sorts that obscures their speech. I recalled.

Maybe telepathy would work? Maybe let them write it instead? Or maybe we are not allowed to cheat our way in development? I thought looking for a possible reason.


Anyway, I’m thankful that the idea of using paper got through. I thought. I wonder how things would have been without paper…

I further submerged my body as I wondered how different things would be without paper.

Going back to the heroes, it’s quite envious. For them to have blessings and be called a hero upon summoning, funded by the church or kingdom and is able to freely cross borders, how easy could their lives get? I thought envious of their freedom.



I also read that they are considerably strong, strong enough to take large beasts on their own. Compared to an average knight, a hero is said to be several times stronger.

The only problem with them is that they sometimes don’t think too much of their actions. I thought as I started blowing bubbles from my mouth.


One of those actions is related to the Lycaons, a race known to regularly hunt humans as tokens. I recalled as I closed my eyes. One time, adventurers were caught alive and were brought to their den. The Hero, upon hearing the news, went to rescue the adventurers. Fortunately, he was successful.

Unfortunately, the Lycaons were angered and assaulted a nearby town. The Hero, who was there, was able to repel the Lycaons, but the number of casualties was nothing to scoff at.



They’re like wild horses. I honestly thought. They need someone to give them a second thought or someone who would rein them.



Regarding their ending as heroes, each of them has their own. The first hero was slain along with his party members except for one who survived since nature called her when they traveled through the forest.

It was more like fate called her. It’s an unpleasant way to survive though.

According to her statement, a woman with silver hair single-handedly slews the party in just a few seconds. Fortunately, the said woman did not try to pursue or capture her. So she was able to return safely and report the details regarding the Hero’s death.

For the second hero, he declared that he would unravel the mystery of the forest of illusions and prove that the large tree at the center was what he calls Yggdrasil. The tree was not recognized as Yggdrasil in future references though. That aside, after the Hero entered the forest of illusion, he never came back.


I wonder how he died in the forest… If only someone could enter that forest and unravel what’s inside…

For the third… If I remember, he just vanished? Along with her party members, he just vanished like thin air. Hmm… Maybe the silver haired woman is related?

As I struggled to think about things related to the Heroes, I started to feel that the temperature of the water started to drop.


I stood up from the bath and approached the maidservant waiting nearby. I sat on a wooden stool and let the maid wash my hair in silence.

“Your Highness’s silver hair is a sight to behold.” The maidservant said.

I stayed quiet as I ignore my maidservants’ compliments.

After the bath, my hair was dried and was subsequently dressed with a light one-piece pouf. The maidservants left after I gave them the order.


Knock. Knock.

“Your Highness, It is I, Erina.” A voice called from the other side of the door.

“You may enter,” I replied.

As Erina closed the doors, I sat down on the bed.

“Erina, I’ll take a nap so wake me up in about 3-4 hours,” I ordered. “Start the preparations for the banquet as well.”

It is currently 12 minutes past one in the afternoon, so 3-4 hours should be fine.

“The necessary instructions have already been addressed,” Erina replied accompanied with a smile. “You may take a nap with ease.”

Yaaawn. Ah, now I remember.

“Erina, you may now take your leave.”

Erina took a bow and left the room quietly.


Ah, Right. There is one more thing about the heroes all have in common. And if I were to describe, it would be like this. ‘Heroes are as dense as Adamantite.’ I thought as I recalled my observation from the records.

The Heroes party member sure leave interesting diaries. I giggled. How do those diaries go again? Hmm… I think it goes like this?



*

__ Day of _____ Month, Year ____. Attempt number XXX.

Today I have attempted what I have heard from those lustful Nobles. I tried cooking for the Hero while only wearing a piece of cloth called an apron. The Hero was extremely flustered and was completely red. I thought it was going well and have prepared my heart for what’s coming tonight. But in the end, he just gave me something to wear instead. I could not figure out why this happened. Probably, if I did the same for any other man I would definitely be brought to some sort of alley or bed-chamber and then who knows what. In the end, I could only try to heal my broken resolve.’

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“At ‘least’ one of a similar diary would ‘always’ be found from one of the female party members of the summoned heroes,” I said laughing happily

“But really, those diaries are troublesome because of similar entries. It’s a good thing that only those with a high level of authority are able to access it,” I said considering the contents of those entries. “Giving access to those entries would definitely break a child’s innocence hahaha.”

“Just imagine that other party member did, and the other one too. Then the other one was so bold she went naked. Ah! Ah! There’s that one too! Then they- Uwaaaaaaah. T-those are truly shameless actions. Ahaha,” I kept muttering.

After a few minutes.

“Well, time to sleep,” I muttered with the tip of my ears tinged in red.


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Later in the afternoon, I slowly rose from the bed while stretching my body after being woken up by Erina. Again I glanced at the wooden clock and checked the time. It was 13 minutes past five.

“Is everything in place?” I asked Erina.

“The carriage is currently waiting outside, your Highness,” Erina answered. “The dress has also been prepared.”


“Did you place the dress in the wardrobe?” I asked as started to approach the wardrobe. “And please, call the servants.”

Clap. Clap.

After Erina clapped, the maidservants started entering the room. I ignored the scenery as I pried open the doors of the wardrobe.


After that, I stood there astonished for a few seconds.

Contrary to what used to be a wardrobe filled with numerous clothes, it was empty. No, it was not empty, but there is one dress left inside.

I slowly moved my gaze to Erina.


“Erina,” I asked suspiciously.

“Is there any matter your Highness?” Erina Replied with a smile.

“Where did the other clothes in the wardrobe went to?”

“Ara, I have no idea of what your Highness is asking me,” Erina replied with an unfaltering smile.

This can’t be… I thought in despair.


I shifted my sights towards the maidservants inside the room, but they only responded with a smile similar to Erina.

No! This can’t be! I have been betrayed! This is a conspiracy!

“There is no other option your Highness,” Erina said with a bright smile plastered over her face.

I slumped to the floor and resigned myself to my harsh fate.

Such is a cruel world. I thought as looked up to the ceiling with the hope in my eyes succumbing to the dark abyss.


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While my hair is being arranged from behind, I asked Erina the thing that was bothering me for quite a time now.

“Hey Erina, I wonder why is there a magic tool attached to the ribbon of the dress,” I said with resigned eyes.

“It is a decoration, your Highness,” She replied playfully.

“What a grand decoration, for several layers of spells to be embedded into it,” I sarcastically said.

“Decoration, your Highness,” She emphasized.

“…” At this time, I have nothing more to say.


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A few moments passed and I was now riding the carriage moving towards the palace garden. I sat there staring outside like a princess waiting for a Hero or a Knight in shining armor to take her away in this moonlit evening.

Please save me…

Despite my silent pleading calls, not even a fly came to rescue the princess in distress.


After alighting from the carriage, what greeted my sight was Knights in ceremonial clothing lined side by side. A long majestic red carpet on the ground with intricate lamp lights on the sides. Round tables covered in white tablecloth with decorated chairs surrounding it. Guests clothed with jewelry, silk, and high-grade leather littered the garden.

There was not a single thing that could be indicated with the word ‘rushed’.


As for me, I stood there trying to figure out what was going on. Then, I looked at my dress.

Wait, could it be that… No, no, no. But could it really be?

“Gahahaha!” A man laughed heartily. “Amelia, you have arrived just in time for the start of the ceremony!”

At that moment, I felt like something broke.

I-is this, my marriage ceremony?

 

Spoiler: Chapter 2: Night of the Banquet

Silver Amelia – Chapter 2: Night of the Banquet

Tap, tap, tap. My footsteps resounded as I slowly walked down the carpet.

Left. Right. Left. Right. I looked forward and maintained a straight face. But even so, it’s as if I’m staring at an endless abyss. Dark and cold.

As I peer into it, I hear mutters, and voices from the surroundings. The voices were inconsistent, some were loud, some were silent, some are near, and some far. But as I continue, the voices started to turn to whispers, soon the whispers turned to silence. It’s as if the curtain on a play had risen.


One by one, I started to feel gazes around me. One, two, three… It kept on incessantly increasing, like rain drops from the sky, immeasurable. Among those gazes, were curious ones, some felt like the eyes of wonder, but the others wore gazes of awe.

Nevertheless, I kept on walking, slowly as if every step were synchronized with my heartbeat, one by one, left, then right.


A few moments passed and feeling of wanting to go slower started to swell within me, but deep inside, I felt that slowing down is an act of cowardice, an act that would serve as the hammer to smash my resolve into countless pieces.


All these eyes, this gazes, as if they are expecting something from me. These people, they are without doubt citizens of Laurel. As a princess of this kingdom, I at least have the responsibility to answer them.

I have to do this despite my wishes, now that every audience in this banquet is witnesses. With this, I have already sealed my own escape. Turning back now would only bring shame to this kingdom, the royalty, and to me.


These feelings are too familiar. This feeling of losing my chance. The cold weight in my chest. And this feeling of being cornered. Ah, yes, the feeling of regret, sadness, and helplessness. So you’ve come to haunt me after all the time and effort I gave… I thought as I continued down the carpet.

Before I approached the end of the aisle, I balled up my emotions, hid it, and swallowed it whole.

When I took the last step and stood before a tall, broad-shouldered, and medium built man with the same silver hair as I.

Is this the man that my fate has decided? I thought as I met my eyes with the man before me.


<A random Noble’s POV>

I was holding a glass of wine while having a pleasant chat with my fellow Nobles. We exchanged our experiences in managing the territory, but more often than that, we talked about our complaints in the difficulties we encountered. It trailed off and turned into a competition on who had it even worse than the other.


“Oh, indeed, I too had a headache from a similar case, but mine was a wyvern.”

“I had the same trouble in my territory previously. Now and then, a few juvenile wyverns fly down the mountains looking for a place to build a nest.”

As we were chipping our own responses, the noise from the other guests starts to die down.


Such an abrupt silence has made us turn our gazes towards its source. There and then, our sights were glued to the woman walking down the carpet.

Silver hair tied up into a braided bun pinned by an ebony hair stick. A slim, young body wearing a simple yet attracting white gown decorated with black ribbons. And lastly, a small silver tiara decorated her head.

It was none other than the first Princess, Amelia Laurel, dubbed as the Silver Princess.


Every single gaze among the guests was instantly absorbed, not just because she was the princess, but because of spectacle that none of us expected.

In each step her Highness took, the dress emits dust of light, which created a trail a beautiful trail of light dust slowly descending to the ground.

The hem of the gown gradually turned translucent up until above her Highness’s knees. Under the translucent cloth are intricate patterns that heighten the beauty of her Highness’s gown.


But what drew the guests to quietly gaze in pure awe was not the display of the beauty of her Highness. It was the air that surrounded her. The air that exudes resolve, resolve coupled with determined and dignified steps. It was as if she was an honorable Queen is moving towards her throne.

To think that her Highness would demonstrate such presence during her coming of age. Her Highness’s future, I want to witness it.

I thought as her Highness approached the end of the carpet, where a man stood wearing a surprised expression. It was none other than her Highness’s father, 7th King of Laurel, King Auguste Laurel.


<Amelia’s POV>

One second, two, three… I stood with a blank expression for who knows how long. The longer I stood the more I felt that time had stagnated.

“Amelia, your hand,” The man, who was my father, and also the king, asked me as he raised his own.

Unconsciously, I offered my hand without muttering a single word. During that time, numerous thoughts started swirling within my mind, looking for answers to this unusual event. As I kept my thoughts running, I was led to a seat inside a large garden alcove.


“Now listen, my dear guests!” My father joyfully shouted. “Today, we celebrate my beloved daughter’s coming of age! And tonight we feast!” At the same time, he raised a chalice into the air.

“Oooooh!” The guests shouted in return. Afterward, the minstrels began to play their instruments to make the night livelier.


After his speech, I started to realize the situation. Slowly, I felt a cold sensation creeping over my body, a sensation similar to blood draining.

“I was wondering why you ignored me when I called for you at the entrance,” A man said nearby. “But it seems you had a huge misunderstanding judging from that pale face of yours.”

I looked towards the source of the voice and found my uncle, Duke Tervin, wearing a wide grin on his face while forcing himself not to laugh.


“You probably thought it was some other kind of ceremony, right?” He asked chuckling. “I’m guessing a ceremony related to marriage?”

Ah…

I shuddered after I heard his words.

“Gahahahahaha!” He laughed with his hand over his stomach.

As my uncle laughs over my misunderstanding, I felt my mentality taking hits one blow at a time.

Please stop… I earnestly thought.


As I sat there agonizing in silence while wishing for the world to end immediately, my father came.

My father, in wonder, asked Uncle for the situation. Which Uncle explained with traces of tears in his eyes. When Father realized, he wore a wry smile on his face.

“Don’t worry, this secret is safe with us,” he said as he placed his hand on my shoulder.

That does not make me feel better at all. And besides, Erina probably knows... Realizing that Erina probably knew of this, I shuddered a second time. Just thinking about the ways she could use this against me, it’s terrifying…


“That aside, Auguste won’t let you get married so easily you know?” Uncle said.

“Anyone who wants my daughter needs to at least take my fist every day for at least a year,” My father added. “And I’ll be sure to use augmented knuckles while I’m at it.” He said as he proudly raised his fist.

“If only you would say similar words to Argent, I’m sure he would be motivated.” Uncle said as he scratched his head.

“Hmph. He’s no longer a flightless chick.” Father said in a dismissive manner.


As I listen silently, I started to regain control over my scattered emotions.

“Now that you mention it, where is Elder Brother?” I asked. “And wasn’t Elaine supposed to attend today?” I continued.

“Elaine might have overslept, and probably being dressed as we speak.” My uncle answered. “I have no idea for Argent.”

“He might not arrive.” Father answered passively.

““Huh?”” Uncle and I wondered.

“That’s because I dumped the papers in his room.” He proudly said.


I felt slightly delighted at his statement, but at the same time, I felt sorry. It’s quite a complicated feeling, to be honest.

“Father, why was the celebration held today?” I asked confused. “It’s earlier by three days.”

Albeit a little late, I still remembered to ask. I also inquired about the royal guard’s unsightly actions.

Regarding the royal guards, it was actually a staged performance. Its role was to delay my arrival to the capital and to increase the odds of me returning to the manor instead of the palace.


Now that they mentioned it, it is unlikely that my cousin would be there just to invite me. And as I was preoccupied with Erina, I failed to notice that not a single Noble waited for me at the city walls. Aside from that, Ark knew that Elaine was joining the banquet he had no idea of.

I’ve let my guard down so easily… But I guess it’s fine since it worked as a surprise.

Aside from that, the reason behind the date was simple. It was to assure that the 2nd Queen consort wouldn't be able to attend. Another reason is to name the celebration under the Duke's house in order for it to be considered unofficial.


According to them, they gave the 2nd Queen consort a task to investigate a village two days away northeast of Aves. It was ascertained that she would arrive the day before the announced celebration.

The three-day buffer between the dates is insurance if ever the consort arrives earlier, or if ever a miracle happens that she gets wind of the plans.

In addition, Mark, my 2nd brother, is accompanying her, so he too won’t be joining this evening.


And as for this ridiculous dress woven with the skin of Formosa, emits light dust, and a few more functions to accentuate the beauty of the wearer is a mystery to both my father and my uncle. They were even surprised that I asked. They thought I had it prepared it in advance. In conclusion, this dress was prepared by Erina.

There’s no need to investigate, that’s all the evidence I need. I thought without any hint of doubt. Where did she get the funds to-


My face paled after I had a glimpse of my wardrobe while surrounded by traitors.

N-no, it shouldn’t be, right? S-she couldn’t have sold them right? I must confirm it, yes. Yes, she couldn’t have… but what if she did?

At that moment, I was dragged into a dimension of endless doubts and questions. After a few minutes, I have decided that It’d be better to confirm first. I decided this while a lingering heavy feeling remains.


A few moments later, while sharing a meal, and idle chatter, my mother came along with both my brother Argent and sister Elaine.

“Looks like they’ve arrived,” Uncle said as he moved his sight.

“Hm?” I looked over to the direction his sight was focused.

Over there was my little sister with brown hair, blue eyes.


“Ah! Elder Sister!” My sister exclaimed as she hurriedly walked towards me. “I’m happy you’re back!”

I stood to receive her. Then she gave me an embrace which I of course returned.

“You seem well,” I said as I gave enough space for us to talk decently. “But where is your mother?”

“Mama says she can’t join today.” She said with a frown.

How to say this, my bright little sister is just like always. Innocent, cheerful and naïve, but I get the feeling that breaking her innocence would be inexcusable.



“Welcome home Amelia,” My mother said as she approached. “I suppose your father notified you regarding that woman. No?”

When Mother spoke, I released Elaine. Then Elaine went to my uncle

“I have returned Mother,” I said in reply. “And yes, I am very grateful for the consideration,” I continued. “In any case, Mother, the way you dress is as elegant as always,” I honestly said.

“Oh! Diane co-”

“Please refrain from speaking for a moment, dear,” She said as she raised her closed fan to interrupt Father.


“Amelia, try to not be like your Father as you grow,” She said as she pointed her fan towards Father’s direction. “It’d be a shame as a Royal.”

“Please be relieved, Mother, Father showed me what not to become,” I replied with a smile.

“Very well said, well then I’ll be giving your father a little advice. I’ll give my greetings at the announced celebration. For now, enjoy the banquet,” She said as she dragged my sad figure of a father away. Mother is probably angry about the papers he dumped in Argent’s room.


You reap what you sow. I thought chuckling at Father’s demise.

While I wave my hand to my father goodbye, my brother approached and spoke to me.

“It seems you’re in good health dear Sister,” He said.

“And you t-” I stopped midway surprised by the look in his eyes and at his face masked by make-up.

I raised my hand and placed it over my brother’s shoulder.

“Stay strong,” I said trying to motivate my brother.


Sorry dear Brother, but you have to be a sacrifice for our hopeless father.

“What might you be referring to?”

I increased my grasp on my brother’s shoulder.

“Stay Stro-” I tried to repeat.

“Ahahaha, please refrain from the jokes.” [Amelia, you’ve got to help me!]

I was interrupted when a voice spoke inside my head. It is either telepathy or wind whisper, but judging from that pathetic cry for help, I bet its wind whisper.



“Sorry dear Brother, but that is not my intention.” [Didn’t Mother left to do just that?]

I activated the same magic to communicate.

“No, it’s fine, anyway, I’ve heard you’ve exhibited a sublime presence.” [You know Father, he’d vanish the next day. If you’d help me, I’ll give you two of those weeds.]

Please don’t remind me of the event earlier! I thought embarrassed of the fact.


“Surely you jest. I only exhibited a presence befitting a royal.” [At least call them herbs you jerk! You say it like I’m cattle in the fields!]

“As expected of my sister, you are indeed a good image of a royal.” [There’s no helping it, they look like an ordinary weed without a mana shard.]

Haah… Nevermind…


“Dear Brother, why don’t we take a seat?” [Half a day.] I said as I gestured to a nearby chair.

“No, I am fine.” [One day.]

“Then, dear Brother, have you eaten?” [Three for one day.]

“I’m afraid not, please excuse me then.” [We have a deal.]

“Please enjoy your meal.” [I’ll drop by two days from now]

My Brother affirmed with a nod and took off to have his meal.


Afterward, the banquet proceeded until it was time for me to receive the gifts from the guests. But since this is an unofficial celebration, the gifts were not presented to me. Even so, I was still required to greet everyone and receive their blessings and praises.

Nevertheless, I was told by my uncle that the gifts were already stored inside the palace, and they would be moved to the manor starting tomorrow. Just hearing those made me feel excited. There might be some unexpected stuff mixed in among the gifts.


Soon after, the banquet had officially ended. The guests left, parked carriages moved, minstrels kept their instruments, and servants started cleaning. The same was true for Argent and Elaine, but I promised that I would play with Elaine some other day, so she was delighted when she left.

When I scanned through the area, I found Erina waiting nearby the garden entrance. It seems like she already prepared the carriage.


When I started walking towards the direction of the carriage, my uncle called out to me.

“Amelia, wait, there’s still a gift you haven’t received.” I was puzzled by what my uncle had said. “Please bring it.”

As Uncle commanded, a Knight brought a rod-like object covered in white cloth.

“This is the last gift; the guest is unable to join the banquet, so I was asked to do a favor and pass it to you.”

A favor from whom?


Asking a duke to pass over a gift, is there even anyone capable of that other than my father?

While I was guessing, another Knight approached and unrolled the cloth. After that, the knight presented it with both hands kneeled before me presenting the unraveled object.

It was a rapier. In a single glance I was enthralled by its presence.

“Surprising, right?” my uncle said. “Even I will have troubles acquiring such a sword.”


I reached for the rapier while Uncle speaks. I then unsheathed a portion to take a peek at its blade. While I was appraising the sword, the Knights left quietly.

Bluish silver. That’s the only words that came to mind.

“Fascinating, isn’t it?” He asked.

I nodded in reply.

“This one was made by combining both mithril and silver which created a quicksilver alloy.” He said with a light smile.


My eyes widened at his words, surprised by quality of the metals used to create such a sword.

“Who would give such sword?” I asked curiously.

“It was forged by the dwarfs of Alabaster.” He answered.

“That…” Astonished by his answer, my hands started to quiver.

The Alabaster dwarfs, they are dwarfs that have a favorable relationship with the mountain elves at the foot of the Alabaster mountain range south of Aves.


Both races live by supplementing each other flaws and live as a single tribe. The mountain elves hunt for food with their agile bodies and trusty short bows. On the other hand, the Alabaster dwarfs mine for minerals inside to produce weapons and armor for the elves.

In the year I was born, my grandfather 6th King of Laurel persistently entered the forest at the foot of Alabaster to meet with the Tribe. He believed that if we are able to build a relationship with them, Laurel will further prosper. Despite that, only a few shared his belief due to the influence of the human supremacist church.


Grandfather brings me frequently when visiting the forest at the age of five. At the age of seven, the Tribe finally recognized him. A year after, Laurel’s development had increased, and the effects of trading with the Tribe became visible. During that time, Laurel's development has been affected by the techniques used by the Tribe and has given a lot of benefits.

Another year after that, Grandfather started promoting the benefits of peace and trade with the races as he traveled across kingdoms. But during the travel, he died. The cause of his death was known be caused by an unexpected monster attack while on the road to the kingdom of Libet.


But that was a lie. It was made to look like a monster attack took place. The reason I know this was because I was there.

It was the day I woke up from my dream. And even after I woke up, Reality was not so kind to give me a reprieve. It slapped mud over my face over and over again till I lost my sanity.

Leaving behind my past, the day the Tribe heard the news of my grandfather’s death, they stopped all their trades with Aves but still kept the peace agreement. The only reason they gave is that there is no longer someone from their Tribe that they could trust within Laurel.


In any case, I continued what my grandfather started. I visited the forest like what Grandfather did, but to no avail, I was refused.

After that, I went to study in the neighboring kingdom academia, the kingdom of Scholars. I’ve dabbled in a lot of fields scraping up anything that I thought that might convince the Tribe to re-establish trade. I took in reports every day regarding the Tribe while I was studying. I kept on drafting propositions, suggestions, and advice that I think would be helpful for the Tribe and sent it back to the capital to realize those drafts.


I continued doing that repeatedly for five years and now…

“Yes, your efforts have finally been recognized by the Tribe.” He said smiling.

“A-ah…I”

My mouth kept on quivering, my hands, my fingers, and my legs trembled. As I stood, my knees weakened, then soon, my trembling bent, and I fell on the ground. As I sat there on the ground, I again looked onto the rapier, the proof of my recognition.


“I-i…” Unable to find the words to utter I continued to stutter.

“Amelia you’ve worked hard enough, you deserve a rest.”

I felt a hand over my head after my uncle uttered those words.

Finally… My sight immediately blurred as I thought of that word.

“Amelia its fine, you’ve been holding it in for five years. Father would surely be proud.”

I felt as if something warm was rushing out from out of my chest. Something deep inside that I have long forgotten.


I tightly grasped the rapier in my hand and brought it over to my chest as if I was a child refusing to hand over her precious toy. Afterward, tears started to trace over my cheeks. The tears gathered under my chin and fall to the ground drop after drop. Then slowly, as if a faucet has broken down, tears gushed out from my closed eyes.

Finally… Grandfather… You can finally rest peacefully…

 

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Spoiler: Silver Amelia - Chapter 3: Taking a Stroll

Hmm… I tilted my head wearing a puzzled expression as I stood.

In front of me is a barrel with several heads sticking out.

This is surreal… I thought as I examined the features of the heads.

The heads have several defining features. It has fur, ears on top rather than the side, and whiskers. In a simpler way, it’s a head of a cat, but three times larger.

But to think that the barrel house would turn out to look like this, I thought. It’s far from what I have expected.


The barrel, called a barrel house, is a design proposal I made in order to house these cats.

When I was still staying at Academia, I received a report that a new race started appearing at Aves. Since I was continuing Grandfather’s ambition, I frequently receive reports regarding the Races.

In one of those reports, it was stated that they were very peaceful and simple-minded. But the citizens are troubled that they often obstruct pathways and a few important places. In order to resolve the issue, I sent a suggestion to observe their behavior rather than forcefully remove them from Aves.


From the result of the investigation, they are a race called Lynx.

According to the reports, they followed the river until they reached Aves attracted by the smell of the fish from the harbor.

Because of their desire for the fish, they forcefully entered the harbor from Formos and caused an uproar. Luckily, the uproar was short lived and was settled by making them work in exchange for fish.

From that time on, they worked with the citizens of Aves for food, but mostly for fish. But the problem started after they increased in numbers.


Based on the observations, the Lynx race usually sleeps near the barrels, where there is a lingering smell of food.

And because of that information, I came up with the idea of using barrels as their houses. My suggestion was to divide the barrel into three layers and bore holes on it, or just leave openings so that they could enter. In the end, this was the result.

“It’s far from what I imagined though,” I muttered unsure of how to take it.

“New round here little Missy?” Said the nearby stall owner.


I denied by shaking my head sideways.

“Hey Mister, why is a barrel house here?” I asked pointing at the barrel. “I heard they were supposed to be near the harbor.”

“Guess you’ve just returned huh,” He answered. “We put these things here ourselves.”

“Is that so?” I replied. “Hey mister, how much for one Chub?” I said as I pointed to the fish displayed in his stall.

“Oh, that’s 4 coppers each,“ He answered.


I reached for a large copper coin from my pocket and handed it to the stall owner.

“Give me two, you can have the spare,” I said smiling.

“Ahahaha, little Missy knows her way round huh,” He said with a wide grin. “Then I’ll give little Missy the good ones.”

I waited for the stall owner to return as he fetched the chubs.

“Here,” He handed.

I reached for the bag of two chubs. “Thanks.”


“Now for this barrel, it’s better to show little Missy instead,” He said as he approached the barrel house. As he reached the barrel house he started knocking on it several times.

“Hey, hey, it’s time to work! Wake up! No work, no fish!” He commanded.

“Mrooow!” [Work!]

“Nyaa!” [Fish!]

“Purrr…”[Yawn…]

“Meooow!” [It’s time for fish!]


One by one, the Lynxes popped out of the barrel until twelve of them were standing.

How did all of them fit in that?! I thought surprised of their numbers and their ability to fit in such a tight space.

This is definitely mysterious. At most, I thought, nine would fit for each barrel house, I pondered as the Lynxes stood with their two legs.

“Oh, a recruit eh?” The stall owner said.

“Nyaa! nyaa nyaa!” [I came for fish! Please let me work for fish!]


The new Lynx said as it gave a salute.

Again, this is somewhat surreal. Knowing what they are speaking off, but hearing it differently feels kind of awkward. I’ll get used to it soon, I guess…

“Very well then! Now, onwards! Carry the barrels!” The owner shouted.

““nyaa!”” ““meow!””

Then they all ran to the carriage and unloaded the cargo from a nearby carriage and brought them to the stall.


“That good enough for little Missy?” He smirked.

“How much do you pay them?” I asked.

“One chub each per day.” He answered.

“Isn’t that a bit too low?” I asked concerned.

Even serfs back then had a better wage than this…

“Ya’see little Missy, they’re the ones who proposed one work, one fish,” The Owner said as he scratched his head. “It’ll be trouble if I add more, Lynxes would come runnin here.”


Hmm, so the Lynxes are equivalent to cheap labor, As a comparison, I thought. This would be a problem; the kids might have no job to work on if this continues.

“I get it now, thanks Mister,” I said as I waved goodbye.

“Come again, little Missy!” He returned a wave.

Each race can understand each other despite the difference in the language being spoken. It’s a natural occurrence when conversing with another race or an intelligent beast. From what we understood, it is an automatically triggered telepathy that functions like a voice in order to deliver the thoughts of the speaker. Unfortunately, No one knows the truth regarding its existence, but it was accepted as a natural gift.


Hmm… Maybe I should look for a Lynx later and bribe it with chubs to do work for me. It might be able to think of what to do with them if I try experimenting. I wondered as I walked down the streets of Aves.

Early this morning, I took a ride with the carriage for food materials heading towards the market. After the carriage stopped, I walked towards the harbor. That is till I saw the barrel house from a nearby stall.

Regarding my appearance, I used a hairpin that turns the color of my hair and eyes to brown. It’s an illusion type magic tool I made during my stay in Academia, with Its effect lasting for about six hours.


Regarding security, it’s pretty much safe. I mean, my father frequently strolls around Aves while he leaves his work to Argent. Because of that, the royal guards are already experts in these types of cases. They’re probably patrolling around here somewhere like ordinary Knights. But just in case, I brought my old sword.

If you are thinking of the phrase ‘like father, like daughter’ please stop. Unlike my father, I’m not taking a stroll to play around. Well, a part of it is to play, but it’s definitely different from my father. No, it’s definitely different; my stroll would definitely have results.


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I walked around the city and visited places that I used to know. Some places were the same, but some places changed. New houses were built, new shops, stalls and a lot more. I also visited the park and watched the children play.

After I had an early lunch at a random shop I found, I went straight to the guild. It’s the best time to visit to avoid unnecessary encounters with adventurers.

The guild here is two stories tall. The first floor is for the reception and the second is for special purposes, such as meetings.


The place is deserted as I entered. I didn’t spend any time dallying and quickly checked the board for requests.

Just as I thought…

Currently, most requests are hunting for horn rabbits, goblins, wolves, and boars. There’s a wyvern subjugation request, but it would take time to tread the forest so it’s not that popular. The escort requests are mostly towards the northeast end of Laurel. That portion hasn’t been well-developed yet, but merchants wouldn’t let this chance pass. For gathering, it’s mostly herbs and mushrooms of different varieties.


Ah, there’s also a request for Formosa skins by tailors.

The dress I wore yesterday is made with Formosa skin. They are creatures living in a small lake northwest of Aves. These creatures are like soft translucent bowls with numerous strings attached. These creatures sometimes overflow from the lake during high tide and end up being washed up into the sea. This happens regularly and is actually the reason the sea was called Formos.


When out of the water, they lose their translucent skin. Aside from that, they can regain their translucent nature when mana is poured into them. Because of that, it’s usually made into negligees.

Just remembering that I was forced to wear such clothing send shivers down my spine. I really thought my body would be an offering to some sort of evil god yesterday. I recalled. Just think about it. That magic tool is large enough to make the whole dress translucent, even as a joke it’s bad for my heart. Really, it’s bad for my maidenly heart. Sigh…


Again I wandered around randomly while thinking where else I could go.

Hmm… What should I do? The meeting and immersion with the Tribe will be held next week. I still have a day before Argent’s request, and two days before the official ceremony. The work I gave Ark to look for a mentor in using a rapier is in progress. I recounted as I recheck my schedule from my memory.

While thinking of various things that I could do, I saw a Lynx holding an object while moping. The Lynx bore a white fur with brown patches here and there.


“Sniff. Sniff. Mrow…” [My fish…] He cried.

I approached the Lynx out of boredom.

“Hello,” I greeted from behind.

The Lynx jumped as I spoke.

“Mrow!?” [What!?] He screamed.

He turned around hastily and confirmed the surroundings.


“Mrow… Mrow?” [That scared me… Who you?]

“My name’s Mia, anyway what are you doing here?” I answered.

“Mrowww. Mrow!” [Is that so? Name’s Marco!] He continued. “Mrow mrow mroww.” [Person gave work, but no fish.]

“What work?”

“Mrow mrow mrow.” [Get this from little person.]

Marco showed the toy he was holding.


Ah, so someone used Marco to steal a toy. This is not good; I didn’t think the Lynxes can be used like this.

“Marco, can you find the owner of that toy?” I asked rather than reprimanding him.

“Mrow! Mrow mrow mrow!” [Yes! Little person’s smell!] He replied energetically.

So Lynxes have good noses…

“Let’s return the toy and then I’ll give you one of these afterward,” I said as I showed Marco one of the chubs I bought earlier.


“Mrow?! Mrow!” [Really?! Let’s go!] In pure excitement, he jumped on the nearby barrels and crates and went up the roof.

“Wait! Let’s take the streets instead!” I called.

“Mrow!” [Okay!]

Then I walked along with Marco while he sniffed around to locate the kid. While I was following Marco, I asked him this “why not just catch fish from the river.” And he answered like this.

[Sea fish better! But can’t catch sea fish so Marco work!]


And the same reason seems to apply to all the other Lynxes in Aves.

Really, they’re too simple-minded.

“Mrow!” [There!] He pointed.

There were two children at the park Marco pointed at. Currently, the girl is being comforted by the boy. From the looks of it, the toy came from the girl.

As we approached the features of the boy and girl became more distinguished. The boy had a spiky silver colored hair while the girl has brown hair tied into a side tail.


That’s rare. I thought. Very few have silver hair among Humans.

In Laurel, it is usually thought that bearers of silver colored hair are Royalty. The silver color is tied to Laurel’s Royalty since out of seven Kings; six of them sported silver hair.

Soon, Marco and I reached the children.

“Hello, we came to return this toy here,” I greeted as I presented the toy.

“Ah!” The Girl exclaimed. “That’s my toy!” Then she grabbed the toy from my hand, then immediately brought it to her chest. “Thank goodness…” The Girl muttered in relief.


“Who are you?” The Boy asked while glaring at me.

Aren’t you a little late asking that?

“My name’s Mia, I came here to return that toy,” I answered.

“Really?” He asked.

“Haven’t I returned it just now?” I added.

What? Is he a muscle head?


While conversing with the boy, I felt someone tugging at my clothes. It was none other than Marco.

“Mrow?” [Fish?]

“Oh yeah, here,” I handed over one chub as promised.

“Mreow!” [Fish!] Marco said as he hoisted up the fish with both arms.

“Anyway, are you both siblings?” I asked the two children as Marco started prancing around as if performing some sort of victory dance.


“What’s that?” The Boy asked.

“Un. We’re twins.” The Girl answered.

“Mrow!” [It’s fish!]

I think Marco and this boy would make a good pair. And twins eh? They don’t look the part.

“Then could I ask your name?”

“Ah, Sorry!” The Girl said. “My name is Fae, and this is my brother Rick.”


“My name is Rick.”

“Mrow!” [Marco!]

“Got it,” I smiled.

“Mia sis! Thank you for returning it! It was my only toy given to me by mama so it’s special to me,” Fae said as she grasps the toy in her hands. “I don’t know what to do without it...”


“Thank you, big sis,” Rick said followed by a bow.

It seems that Fae didn’t notice that Marco stole her toy.

“You should keep it somewhere safe next time.” I smiled at Fae and gave her a pat on the head.

I think I’ll get along with Fae pretty well.

“Hmm, want to go pla-”

I stopped midway as I sighted a familiar figure.


Isn’t that father?

“Mia sis?”

“Ah, sorry I have to go. Marco, here’s another chub, look for me tomorrow and I’ll give you another fish.”

“M-Mrowww?!” [A-are you a Goddess?!] Marco said with sparkling eyes with pure admiration.

I left hurriedly and started chanting in a whisper while moving.

O’ ruler of light and darkness I beseech you,

I followed closely to what I believe to be my father, making sure not to be noticed.

Let dark overshadow light, in the shadows I hide,

Let light triumph over dark, Deceived their eyes become,

Manifest, cloak of concealment.


As I finished my chanting, my figure vanished and moved closer to a distance three meters away from him. Now that I got close, his features are exactly the same. The only difference is that he had a different colored hair and eyes.

He’s probably using the illusion magic tool I sent back. I thought as we turned into a corner, Father meeting with a woman.

Is she another one of his woman? I questioned with a disgusted expression. Every now and then, Father plays around despite having two consorts and one mistress.


Contrary to my belief, all that Father did was to greet the woman and ask questions regarding her household and health.

But after a while, Father’s eyes caught a glimpse of something when he looked over from behind the woman. After that, he gave a farewell and left promptly before two more people arrived.

The people who arrived were children, children that I am familiar with. It’s none other than Fae and Rick.

What? I followed Father outside the alley and compared both Rick and Father as I look at them repeatedly.


It’s not, right? It’s possible, but is it? I tried to deny the possibility.

My jaws started to clench. My heart started to race. Then a boiling feeling gradually built itself within my chest. Followed by numerous thoughts that clouded my mind and overshadowed my sights.


Father, what is this? Seriously, what is this? I don’t understand. I don’t get it. When? Why? Why are they here? Does anyone else know? What is the reason? How long were you hiding this? Are there more? Does Mother know this? Aren’t they your responsibility? Weren’t you that doting father?


Before I realized, I have unconsciously canceled cloak of concealment.

“It’s Mia sis!” Fae called.

I clenched my fists, trying to hold my anger.

Amelia, calm down. Slowly, breathe in, then out…

I suppressed my boiling emotions.

“Mia sis, is there a problem?” Fae asked concerned.


“Ah, sorry Fae, I was just thinking of something,” I said. “Anyway, can you introduce me to your mother?”

“Un! Sure!” Fae nodded.

I need to have a private talk with Father and a really long one at that…

 

Spoiler: Silver Amelia - Chapter 4: Father and Daughter

With more than half an hour before dawn, the sky is dark and the road silent. Only the light from lamps and sleeping birds serves as our audience.

“Father, we need to talk,” I said as I obstructed my father from passing through the wall towards Aves.

“Ahahaha, you found me before I reached the city,” He chuckled. “How did you know that I’d pass through here this time?”

“Instinct,” Indifferently I replied.

He scanned the surroundings briefly and spoke.


“Not here, the citizens might be disturbed.” He said.

“Don’t worry, I had those horses prepared,” I said pointing to a stable near the wall.

“You’ve come prepared huh, you'd grown.” He smiled.

“…” But I said nothing in return.


Father and I then rode our horses and exit Aves over the stone bridge to the east. We traveled further east for several minutes until we arrived at an open plain. We went down our horses and tied them to a nearby tree, then walked towards the edge of the scattered and protruding rocks, large enough to become tables.

“Father, why did you choose Mother?” I started as I skip over from one rock to another.

“That’s a difficult question,” He said as he scratched his chin. “Your mother was unique I guess?”

“Unique in what way?”


“You could say that as a prince, noblewomen would fawn over me, hell it was lots of fun,” He looked over the horizon with a wide grin. “But Diane was different, she would always snicker at me and diss me even though I was a prince.”

“…” I kept quiet.

So Father is a masochist?


“That’s when I thought that I’d make her fawn over me like the other women. But I sure was wrong!”

Then he began laughing loudly.

“Even your uncle, who was crown prince, was smitten by Diane. But when we noticed that we were both aiming for her we fought duels after duels just to get the other to back off.”

Then I suppose you’re both masochists? I tried to make a joke to myself to control my emotions.


“But then we decided that the one Diane falls for will be the heir to the throne. Luckily Father didn’t care and just gave his consent.” He narrated. “Long story short, I won over Diane and received the throne.”

Yes, I remember that ridiculous story about the fight for the throne.

“Father, you didn’t answer my question,” I said as I took a seat on the rocks.

After that, black dots started appearing from the horizon.

The guards are already here, huh, I surmised. Well, they won’t be disturbing us, so it’s fine.


“Amelia, that’s the only answer I can give. Even I don’t know why I have fallen for her. If you’d ask me what features I like about her, I might say that everything is perfect. I might even spend a whole day describing every detail about her.”

“Then why did you take in more women?” I asked glaring at his direction.

Unexpectedly, he quickly responded.

“Amelia, did you know that your mother can no longer give birth?”

Of course, the cause of it was my birth.



“Isn’t that just an excuse? An heir was already born before that.”

“Guess can’t refute that. Haaah…” He continued. “I took in Liz as the 2nd consort to establish a connection with the merchants in Laurel, and Mark was the result.”

I again stood and skipped over the rocks again to ease myself.

Well, it’s true that we needed a connection with the merchants to have a more stable rule…

“As for Lara, it was an accident that she got pregnant so I felt responsible and took her in as a mistress.”

She wouldn’t have been pregnant if you didn’t play around too much…


Even though, he is a King and having multiple women at his side is but a common event, a part of me still can’t accept it. In any case, I’m not entirely against it either. It’s just my own selfish ideal. I thought as I suppressed my emotions.

“What about Camille?” I asked, clenching my fist.

Camille is the mother of Rick and Fae. After he left, I approached her and asked a few questions.

“Haha. I didn’t know you’d find out so soon.”

“I happened to pass by.” I answered passively


“Haah… Actually, I didn’t know Camille got pregnant. I met her six years ago when I visited the Kingdom of Brent for one month. She used to work as a priestess of that church. Only two years ago that she transferred here from Brent along with Rick and Fae.”

“Father, you do know that she’s no longer a priestess of that church. And didn’t you introduce yourself as a Knight of Grandfather’s guards?”

I said as I stood atop a rock, gazing at him. “To her, you are dead.”

“Yes, I did tell her that.” He admitted.


So she wasn’t lying. Everything she said is in line what Father has said at the least.

“She loved you, Father, that’s what I heard from her. She took her own independent investigation regarding your death. She found that the church was involved hand for that event. She then relinquished her priesthood after gathering enough money. She then traveled with Rick and Fae afterward.”


It was easy to ask this from Camille. She teared up when I asked about Rick and Fae’s father. She then told her story as if she was involved in the death of her would to be husband.

I really don’t understand what’s so good about my father that women keep falling for him.

“How can you say that she’s not lying?” He asked with a glare.

“I’ll return that question, how can you not believe she’s not lying? Haven’t you observed her for these past two years?” I said as I returned his glare.


“Still, you can’t rule her out as a spy from that church.”

I jumped down and approached him.

“Then how about this. Let’s say she’s a spy, but what of it? Haven’t you been working to slowly eliminate the church’s influence in Laurel? Even the church’s existence in Aves is almost non-existent. If she was a spy she’d practically have no support and become a sitting duck in Aves.”

To begin with, the church had not taken a deep root in Laurel back then.



“She might have connections with the Nobles.” He answered with a snort.

Dumbfounded by his answer I replied in a shout. “Why are you being so unreasonable?!”

“And I can’t believe you’re too careless Amelia!” Father shouted in return.

“Aren’t you just being overprotective?! I’m no longer a child!” I returned.

“Overprotective?! I’m not! I just don’t want any of those filthy bastards lay a hand on you!” He refuted.


“Why just me?! Can’t you do the same for Rick and Fae just the same? They’re both innocent!”

“What if they’re being used?! And can you blame me?! You have been so fragile that had difficulty from being born! When you were, three you almost fell from the stairs! I can even cite more!” He continued. “But even more than those, I hated it when you returned like you were a battered slave with not even a shred of light in the eyes... Calling you a talking corpse wouldn’t be far-fetched…”


He narrated with a frown. “Our daughter returning like that, do you even know how Diane and I felt? We can’t even grieve Father’s death out of your concern.”

Steadily, I looked at father without batting an eye.

“Every single day we visited your room, only to hear that you wanted to die, and asking us to end it for you. Hell knows what might have happened if we didn’t let anyone look after you for every minute of the day.” He looks straight into my eyes as he speaks.


“Those three days, I cannot forget how you looked… You didn’t even want to eat. If we didn’t have the magicians use recovery magic to prolong your life, you’d be dead. But even more than that, Amelia, aren’t you mad? How can you just let it go as if it’s nothing?”

“Father, even though you’re hopeless, I still admire you.” Immediately I responded.

“What?” He was puzzled from my inconsistent answer.


I closed my eyes for a brief moment then moved my sight towards the break of dawn.

“You leave your work to Argent so he can get used to handling work as the next king. For mark, even though he’s the worst possible person I know to be alive, you haven’t abandoned him. In Elaine’s case, you shelter and dote on her too much that she’d become a typical innocent princess.”

I breathe in as I paused, then continued.


“As King, you frequently visit the towns and just play around. But at the same time, you’re checking the actual situation and try to get the sentiments of the citizens. Also, as King, you showed your fervor to the knights and soldiers and led them to subjugate numerous wyverns that ran amok northeast of Aves. I even heard that you were on the front lines.”


Without pause I continued. “But because of those qualities of yours, you keep on recognizing me as nothing but a fragile child. A child, no, a daughter you must protect. But Father, I too grow, I too mature. I’ll never be a child forever, but I will always be your daughter,” I said firmly. “Regarding the church, of course, I’m mad.”

Then I moved my sights towards his direction.

“Wha…” Surprised by the look in my eye he cried.


“Father, do you see? Can you tell? There is no day in my life where I’d forgotten. But Father, let me ask you. What would I accomplish if I exact my revenge? Would the kingdoms go to war with Laurel? Would they recognize the races as nothing but hostile? Would the races take the chance to invade?”

“In addition, what could a princess who just woke up from her dream do against the church? Kill them? Burn them? Cut their heads off? Put them on a stake? And after that, what? Spread chaos and let the races invade further southeast to endanger our own lands?”


“Father, I don’t have to do anything. The races bordering humanity further northwest could do it for me. They can all die and burn to the ground for all I care. And while they keep their beliefs that there’s no possibility of a dialogue, I will prove it with my own hands starting with Laurel.”

Currently, there are but a few kingdoms bordering the southeast region of Randia. Of those kingdoms, one is Libet, the headquarters of the church. These kingdoms serve as our walls against the races. Beyond them are the territories of the other races.


“Lastly, we don’t even know what’s neither inside Alabaster nor beyond it. We can’t be too selfish and endanger our citizens. But who knows what I might do if I went to Libet. I might not be able to control myself and throw my life away…” I said while I gripped the scabbard of my sword.

“And now Father, one of my goals is for you to recognize me. Not as a child, but as your daughter.”

I drew my sword from its scabbard and pointed it over to my Father.

“Father, I’ll prove it to you that I can now handle my own.”


“A duel huh.” He responded.

I nodded in response. “If I win, please consider taking in Camille along with Rick and Fae.”

“And if I win?” He asked.

“I’ll keep quiet and do anything you wish.” I answered.


“Very well.” He agreed. “Guards! My sword!” Followed by shout, the royal guards came and brought his sword.

Father drew his broadsword and pointed its edge towards me. “Amelia, I’ll show you that you still have a lot to learn.”

The wind blew over the plains and lifted my hair into the air.

This will be the first step.

 

Spoiler: Silver Amelia - Chapter 5: Father and Daughter (2nd part)

The grass on the plains swayed as the wind blew, singing in a whistling tune. To the east, the sun rises staining the clouds amber, like candy coated in honey.

At the center, was me, holding a sword in a middle, with feet apart, knees bent, and hair fluttering.

At the front was my Father, sword in hand, its edge directed at me.



“Why not strike first Amelia?” He said.

“Father, I am no fool,” I reply without moving my gaze.

In a duel, the first to strike has the highest likability to deliver a successful hit. But that’s if and only if your speed far surpasses that of your opponent. In the likelihood of failure, dodging or guarding would be necessary. If all else fails, the result is death.



“So you’ve got the basics down.”

“I did not spend five years only reading books,” I replied.

A brief moment passed between us probing each other to strike first.

“Father, why don’t you take the first?” I spoke.

“Hahaha! Amelia, are you sure about that? This may end in the first strike.”

“Please stop mocking me.”



“Then fi-” Before he finished, he took a step forward and swung his sword diagonally from the left.

Fast.

Calmly, I took a step back to widen the gap and proceeded to redirect the blade with a hanging right. Afterwards, the sound of metal against metal resounded.

And heavy.


Before the blade of his sword reached my hand, I pulled my left and flicked his sword upward; for an extra push, I brought myself forward. When the blades separated, I turned my hands to slash at his right.

He retracted his sword and defended with a hanging left. Then again, the blades met each other. After the clash, both Father and I moved a step back and returned to a middle guard.

“Not bad, Amelia.” He chuckled with a grin.

“Then Father, why not resign the match.” I smiled.



“Hahaha! What are you talking about? Shouldn’t you be the one resigning?” He answered.

The first clash between us was to gauge both speed and strength. In the battlefield, this would almost always be skipped and immediately begin clashing. In case of speed, we’re somehow similar. In terms of strength, a gulf between us is easily noticeable. Well, considering that I’m just a 14-year-old princess, this much is expected.



In this case, it’s fine to solely rely on speed as long as a prolonged clash is avoided. In case it is prolonged, my hands would get numb and would result in my immediate loss. In addition, my stamina wouldn’t be up to par for a prolonged battle.

“Father, this is not a duel solely on swordsmanship.”

Yes, duels aren’t just based on swordsmanship, but based on the abilities of the competitors. In my case, I can compensate with magic. But of course, mana, like stamina, can also be depleted.



“Then show me!” He shouted as he lunged forward.

“There’s no need to ask!” I replied as I intercepted his downward strike with another hanging to parry the blow.

After I parried, I delivered a diagonal slash from the top, but he twisted his body along with a side step to avoid. After missing, a sword came from below.

Tsk.


I poured mana into the shard at the handle of my sword to activate the magic embedded in the hilt. It’s Body Reinforcement magic that I activated for a slight moment to increase my speed. Then, I twisted my body to the right to avoid the incoming sword.

As I twisted my body, I removed my left hand and re-activated the magic and slashed upwards with my right. He jumped back before the sword reached his body to avoid the blade.

“That was dangerous.” He said as he fixed his stance.



“And you were able to avoid it.” I replied while I fixed my grip.

Usually, Body Reinforcement magic is used to increase both strength and the speed of the caster. The problem is that if it is prolonged, mana would quickly drain. In addition to that, since you’re increasing both strength and speed of the body beyond its original constraint, a penalty would apply. That penalty is a strain on the body parts that moved during Body Reinforcement.



Because of that, I only activate it for a moment and cancel immediately to conserve mana. But there is a problem with this approach. The problem is that during the process, the additional strength is lost. But the gained speed is still maintained. On the bright side, the strain on the body wouldn’t be as significant as the prolonged.



On the other hand, you can conserve the strength of the reinforcement if you activate it before the actual impact, but in this case, the speed would be invalid. Aside from that, activating it before the moment of the impact is extremely difficult, and I don't have the skills yet to handle such delicate technique.

“Let’s begin the final bout.” He said smiling from ear to ear.

I nodded in response.



This time I used the magic to get a head start. I dashed, lowered my body and delivered a slash on his legs. He responded by blocking it with an upward swing. A loud clang resounded after the blades met.

After the hit, I continued to swing it upward. Father stepped back and pulled the sword to defend. After my failure, he delivered a counter swing.

I dodged by bending backward, using my height to my advantage. I then released my left and shot another right. He blocked the swing with the flat and slid his sword towards my hand. I adjusted by pushing my hands forward assisted by magic. The result is a momentary sword lock.



O’ ruler light and darkness I beseech you,


I started chanting by mumbling with my lips.

Father noticed this after the lock was released. And so he swung from his left.

At this moment, a feeling of unease is starting to build within me.

Again, I defended, but this time, Father was delivering slashes from left and right alternately to try to disrupt my chanting. Because of this I was immediately put on guard and was forced to defend.



Light scatter and reform thy shape


After successfully guarding thrice, he stepped forward and thrust his sword. I redirected the blade while side stepping, but father immediately retracted his sword to the left and shifted it into a slash. I bend my knees in response.

As I kept chanting while guarding and dodging, my heartbeat starts to rise.



As darkness creeps, the shadows form


As the sword passed over my head, I jumped back to create distance. He did not miss this chance and delivered an upward slash followed by a downward. I stepped aside and dodged the first then parried the second by hanging.



By will, thy shape shall form


I dashed forward after parrying and closed my sword to the left. Then I threw a thrust, but it failed to hit as he twisted his body. Before I retracted, I poured mana on the handle and activated the second magic circled embedded on the Shard.

After that, a flash of light materialized. It is a magic intended for momentary blindness, but this was enough.



Manifest, Illusion!


And so I was able to finish chanting.

“!” Father exclaimed.

I then worked my way around his back and closed the sword on his neck.

“It’s… my win.” I said while gasping for breath.

He then looked at the blade at his neck.



“I lost, huh.” He replied with a wry smile. “You did a good job in not mixing the real one with those illusions.”

Yes, he is right. I formed three illusions of a sword thrust, but I didn’t mix in a real sword thrust. Because if I did, there would be a chance that he might locate the real one by instinct or experience. And because of that, all three illusions would feel as if they are all real due to similarities.

“…” I smiled quietly in response.

“Why didn’t you continue the last one?”

“Breaking the crystal would be a waste.”



Both Father and I wear what we call a Sacrificial Crystal. It is a necklace with a crystal hanging at the end. This necklace provides a small barrier against a direct hit to the body once. It shatters itself after activation.

This crystal is a form of magic tool, but the complexity of creating one is at the advanced level. Even I who mainly study magic tools in Academia am still in the middle stages of intermediate magic.

“Father, let’s return. About the terms, let’s talk about it later.”



He nodded in response.

Ugh… I feel light-headed.

Since the last magic used a large amount of mana and adding up the magic I’ve been using throughout the fight, my reserve is running low. This condition is called mana exhaustion. Unlike stamina that is related to the body, mana is co-related to the mind.

Pretty soon, the backlash from body reinforcement would reveal a sharp pang here and there. In addition to that, my hand hurts; he did not even hold back the strength in his strikes.

“Guards! Prepare the horses, we’re returning!” He shouted.

Following his call, the guards came and prepared the horses for us.



We got up our horses and started traveling back to Aves.

I won… but I don’t feel like I did… - I thought as I rode the horse

I won the match but knowing that he only relied on the sword makes it difficult to accept. He did not use any magic, nor did he use his hands and legs to attack.

He’s still going easy on me despite using that much strength in his swings… But at the least, I get to see that I am at least capable of protecting myself.


Later that day, Father and I were sitting in front of Mother with our heads lowered.

When we returned to Aves, Mother was waiting at the east gate along with Marco. When Marco spotted us, he immediately reported. And because of that, we were found. The result is that we’re up for an ‘advice’ by Mother.

Now that I thought of it, I did say tell Marco to look for me. Maybe that was how Mother found out we exited from the east?

“Amelia.” Mother called my name firmly.

“Mother there is a re-”

“Amelia, I know the truth. You need not explain.” Mother said. “Now Auguste, what is this?”

“I-i’m sorry Diane… I did not intend to hide it.”



“Haah… Goodness, if you had informed me, then it would’ve been a lot easier for both you and Amelia.”

Mother said as she tapped her closed fan on her forehead.

“”Eh?”” Both Father and I responded.

Shouldn’t she be mad about Camille?

“It’s fine, both reasons are justified, and I do believe you’ve planned for an excuse.”

Both Father and I looked at each other looking for answers, but what we found were just puzzled expressions.



“In any case, Amelia, I believe you have an excuse for taking them in?”

“Yes, I have, Mother,” I answered.

Originally, it would be Father who would’ve taken them in, but that would be too dubious. So I decided to take them in with an excusable reason.

“Then get dressed, I’ve had them prepared a meeting for you. But your advice would be given later after your rest”

I guess I’m not safe either… I stood from my seat and gave a curtsy. Ugh, the pain…


“You have my heartfelt gratitude Mother,” I said as I left the chamber.

Since Father was left, she probably has an ‘advice’ in store for him.

“Your highness, this way please,” Said the maidservant standing beside the door.

As we passed through the hallway, a painting of Grandmother caught my sight.

Grandmother huh. I thought. I never met her, but Grandfather used to tell me that she’s traveling the world with the butterflies. Anyway...

Led to a chamber with a wardrobe, I was assisted in changing my clothes. After that, I was led to a small guest-chamber. After changing, I was led to a small chamber within the palace. The maidservant knocked before opening the door.



When I entered, “Your Highness,” Camille curtsied.

Both Rick and Fae at her side followed suit.

“How was the travel here?” I asked.

“We have been escorted properly, your Highness.” She said. “But your Highness if I may?”

“You may proceed.” I answered.

Hmm… so Rick and Fae were asked not to talk.


“We wish to know the occasion regarding the call.”

“Ah, yes. Of course, but before that let me confirm one thing.” I said. “I heard that these two is the child of a Knight from Grandfather’s guards. Was it true?”

“Yes, your Highness.” She answered.

“Then Camille along with Rick and Fae, would you please work with me?”

“Pardon your Highness?” Camille was astonished by my remark.



“Your would be husband, he stayed loyal to his oath until death in order to shield me from harm. I wish to take responsibility for the duty he left behind.” I claimed. “I would provide the necessities needed, as well as education. So would you please work with me?”

“B-but your highness, we did not come to Laurel for such reason.”

“Please consider this as my atonement as a survivor of that event.” I bowed my head slightly.

“I-if your Highness wishes so, then we hope that we could be of help.”

“Thank you.” I answered smiling.



Afterward, I asked a maidservant to lead them to the manor. I also left a message to Erina regarding the details and the existence of these three. I’ll have Camille trained as another maidservant at the manor. This is to monitor her and to further satisfy Father’s anxiety due to her original identity.

For Rick and Fae, it wouldn’t be wise to announce them as a prince and princess. Since it would only invite doubt from both the nobility and the citizens. The same is true with Camille’s identity as Father’s mistress.



After the meeting, I asked the servant to guide me to the nearest bed-chamber that I could use in the palace.

Ugh… it hurts…

 

Spoiler: Silver Amelia - Chapter 6: Days before the Tribe 1

[There!] Marco shouted.

He then ran through the bushes. I followed behind him as we traversed the forest. When I arrived at where Marco went to, I saw a small plant bearing fruit.

“This one is edible?” I asked.

[Yes!] Then Marco picked one and offered it to me. [Here! Try!]

I grabbed the small red and round fruit at the size of a marble. I then hesitantly brought it into my mouth and ate it.

It’s sweet.

“Un, it’s good,” I answered. “Is there anything else you could find in the forest?”

[Yes!] Marco answered energetically.

Currently, I’m conducting a test with Marco. Well, it’s more of a confirmation rather than a test though. In any case, if you could remember that Marco was with Mother after the duel from three days ago then this would be easier.

Before the duel, it seems that Marco stuck with the work I gave him which was to look for me. Marco, without knowing the situation arrived at the Manor looking for me. Since it was my residence, he was seized by the guards then interrogated. His interrogation yielded the information that he received work from a person named Mia which the guards know as my fake name.

I feel sorry for letting Marco go through an interrogation though. I forgot about him after I thought of how to approach Father.

The guards then sent a message to both Mother and Argent working in the palace. To cut it short, Mother responded and had Marco brought to the palace. She then used Marco to look for Father’s whereabouts by letting him smell his clothes. In the end, they ended up at the east gate and was about to exit when we came back.

Anyway, the reason why I’m here is to confirm the Lynxes ability. A keen nose used for locating smell or scent which is several levels better than humans. Marco arriving at my mansion without instructions is clear evidence. Another one is using Father's clothes to look for his whereabouts.

And now, I’m using his sense of smell to look for edible food in the Forest. The idea struck me when I remembered that the Lynxes used to live in the forest before arriving at Aves. So I thought that maybe they use their noses to locate edible food. And the conclusion, I was right.

[Over here!] He called.

“Coming.”

When I arrived, he was pointing at a horned rabbit behind a thicket.

“So you could locate beasts too?” I asked as I unsheathed my rapier.

[Yes!]

Currently, the long sword that I always use is under repairs. It was due to the chips it sustained during the duel. So here I am stuck with the rapier. It's not that I don't want it; it's just that I'm unfamiliar with it. If you include magic, this rapier doesn't have the magic I embedded from the previous sword. Well, it has a magic circle embedded in the handle, but the problem is I can’t read it. Technically I can read the formula, but not the language used.

In fact, a high purity mana crystal is contained in the handle. It can even handle up to three advanced magic circle. My previous sword, on the other hand, can only handle one intermediate and one basic spell. And it only made use of a high purity mana shard instead.

Currently, there is one advanced magic circle embedded in it. Well, I at least think it's at the advanced level due to its complexity. But I can’t carelessly use it. I have a trauma from exploding magic tools I made back in Academia. I usually use a mana conductor to test it from afar, but I left my tools in Academia so I could travel quickly. In addition, the complicated the magic circle is, the larger its explosion becomes.

As you thought, I could die if I carelessly activate it. I don’t think it’s a fitting death for me though.

“Marco, try to provoke it then lure it here,” I ordered.

[Okay!]

Well, even if it is a bomb it’s still a sword with an undeniable quality.

Two days ago, I received the report from Ark regarding the search for a mentor. Unfortunately, that person received a request from Libet concerning the races on the border. Nevertheless, he sent a few instructions instead on how to use the rapier. The problem with the instructions is that they are too vague.

The instructions were.

• Use it like a one-handed long sword.
• Work on your footwork.
• Practice thrusting.
• Use a dagger or knife for a secondary weapon.
• Practice flicking.

That’s the entire message. I would be really glad if he sent a book detailing it, but I guess that’s asking too much.

Anyway, let’s get back to it later. This will serve as a practice for the meantime.

“Mroww!”

After Marco cried, he started running towards my direction. I prepared the rapier with one hand as instructed. When Marco passed beside me, the horned rabbit jumped from the bushes. Before it noticed me, I quickly took a step forward, twisted my body then swung the rapier upwards from my hip severing its head. After that, its body fell to the ground, with its severed head nearby.

[Amazing!]

“Yeah, it’s too sharp I guess,” I said astonished.

It’s a clean cut. I didn’t even feel a slight resistance from cutting it.

Afterward, I hunted more beasts within the vicinity of the forest entrance. I also had Marco try to locate mana herbs, but sadly, it was a failure. In any case, I had the guards who are always nearby to carry the bodies of the beasts that I hunted and sold them at the guild.

Later that day, I returned to the palace and requested a meeting with Mother and Argent regarding the Lynx race. I have already sent a request in advance so that Mother could prepare a time for us to meet.

In Laurel, the King declares the law, and the Nobles serve as judges within their fief. Other than that, there are the chancellors who had always been of help to both Argent and Mother when dealing with administrative work. Mother, the Primary Queen, is considered the viceroy of the country. Basically, most of the power in Laurel is held by the royal family.

Even I could issue a royal decree as the first princess, but I haven’t used it even once. But that level of authority is only possible for the first two royalties born of the Primary Queen.

Other than that, there are the ministers. The ministers in Laurel are a little different. They are not part of the church and are usually under the command of the viceroy. Well, even without that, Mother’s connections are quite formidable.

But if you take a look at the citizens, they’re not too against Laurel’s system. It’s probably because of the good image of Laurel’s royalty. Aside from that, Laurel was also known to be the first kingdom to abolish serfdom back in the days.

Anyway, Father gave both Argent and Mother the right to alter the law, but they still need his approval, and the minister’s review, but mostly just Father’s approval. So I’d need to approach Mother to get things done.

“Your Highness, her Majesty wishes to meet you in her chamber.” The maidservant said as I waited.

“Understood.”

I was then escorted to Mother’s chamber.

“Her Majesty, her Highness has arrived.” The maidservant Announced.

“Please enter.” Another maidservant said as she opened the door.

Mother spoke when I entered.

“Please leave us for a moment.”

Then the servants left the room one by one. After the servants left, Mother approached the table at the side.

“Take a seat, Amelia.” She said as she gestured to the chair as she took her own.

“Thank you, Mother.” Then I sat down facing her.

“How goes your test?” She started.

“It has been well.”

“I see, and then?”

“I have decided to suggest a restriction regarding the Lynxes.”

“Proceed.”

“I wish to impose a limit on the number of Lynxes that each citizen could hire. If possible, restrictions like age limit or a family limit would do.” I continued. “I also wish for a standard for the Lynxes wages. If possible, I want them to be similar to that of a child could earn.”

“Do you wish to say more?”

I nodded.

“The next one is more of a suggestion.” Then I continued. “I suggest that we implement a system that which would make use of the Lynxes as Trackers.”

“What do you mean by this system?”

“Just like how Mother used Marco, we could use the Lynxes to track a person or edible food in the field.”

“And?”

“It’d be a benefit for the Knights, Soldiers, and Adventurers once they are on the field. It might help us in reducing the resources consumed when mobilizing armies. For the Adventurers, they could consider bringing less baggage when venturing away from the cities or towns. It would also help in searching for missing people.”

“Is there more?

“I’m sorry Mother, but this is all I could imagine at the moment. Regarding the use of Lynxes for crimes, I still don’t have a concrete solution or suggestion.”

Yes, using Lynxes for crimes is quite complicated. The Lynxes are simple-minded and easy to use.

“It’s fine, after all, you are still growing.” She said. “Regarding crimes, It is indeed complicated. A lot of possible scenarios could happen. You could leave those things to me and Argent.”

“Yes.”

“The Tracker suggestion is indeed good, but we would require the cooperation of the Guild Masters’ when adventurers are concerned.” She said. “Aside from that, the Lynxes need to be contained here in Aves for the meantime.”

“huh? Why?” I asked puzzled.

They would be a big help for the pioneering at the northeast.

“Amelia, just as you said, a definite standard wage for Lynxes is needed. We also have to address the restriction given to merchants depending on establishment size and business type.”

"Regarding limitations, it’d be best to let a royal purveyor offer the Lynxes as a service. This way, we could limit who could afford them. Also, a slave collar on the Lynxes would serve as a legitimate identification. Lastly, the citizens need not mind the taxes imposed for hiring a Lynx; the purveyor would include them in the offered price.”

Ah, so a plan to use slave collars in order to track them.

“But Mother, wouldn’t that create a monopoly?”

“Yes, it would, but this is needed until we could create a law detailing the punishments that concern Lynxes.”

“Then the containment would be lifted soon enough?” I asked.

“Yes. In any case, is there anything you need to ask?”

“Nothing of the matter, but Mother I would be entering the forest soon.”

There’s only a day left before the messenger from the Tribe arrives to fetch me.

After I said that, she stood from her seat and approached me then she offered her hand.

“Come here, Amelia.” She spoke in a casual voice.

Mother speaking casually, that’s rare. Could I also drop the formal tone now?

I reached for her hand as I stood, and then I was led to the balcony.

“Amelia, listen.” She said. “Listen to the sound you hear. Smell the air and remember its scent. Look at the view and burn them into your eyes. Lastly, remember the people and keep them inside you.”

She then looked directly and placed her hands on the side of my shoulders.

“Amelia, remember all of this. The place of your birth, your hometown, and a place you must return to.”

I nodded quietly in response. Then mother embraced me.

“Don’t worry about Camille, Rick and Fae. I’ll make sure your Father recognizes them as innocent. But regarding Camille as a mistress, it would be too much to expose to the Nobility so we could only give them treatment as servants under your name.”

Yes, it’s fine, as long as they live a better life. Regarding Father, he’s still half-hearted regarding their treatment. So he placed guards within the premises of the manor to satiate his anxiety.

“But, Amelia, promise me you will return alive.” She said as she tightened her embrace.

I embraced her and buried myself in her warmth.

“Yes, I will return no matter how long it takes mama.”

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The day after, I was training with my rapier on the manor’s yard. Along with me swinging at the yard was Rick. And of course, unlike last time, I didn’t wear the illusion magic tool.

“Ha!” Rick shouted.

Rick was swinging a long wooden rod instead of a sword. To be exact, it’s a training spear entirely made of wood. This spear is considered short for its length, but it looks ordinary when Rick holds it. From the looks of it, Rick seems to have the knack to handle it, despite his age. He’s more of an intuitive type though.

Currently, both Rick and Fae are ten. It has been the third day of their stay in the manor. What we found was that Rick was bad at learning academics but good in physical labor. On the other hand, Fae was the complete opposite.

Then it resulted to this, Rick training as a soldier or as a guard for this manor. Currently, he’s training with basic thrusts. Honestly, I think he should start at improving his stamina, but he immediately joins whenever he sees me in the yard practicing.

While we were training several people approached us. It was Erina, with Fae in tow.

“Your Highness, the promised herb has arrived. Would you like it prepared after the noon meal?” Erina asked while Fae curtsied.

I sheathed the rapier as Erina speaks.

“Yes, please do,” I answered after turning towards Erina’s direction.

“Your Highness, can I speak?” Fae asked.

“Yes, of course.”

“Does her Highness know Mia sis?”

My smile stiffened for a moment before I could reply.

“Why you asked?”

“Because her Highness’s face looks similar to Mia sis. Your voice too is also similar sometimes?” Fae answered with a confused expression.

Ah, she noticed the slight change in my tone when I speak casually and formally. It wouldn’t be that bad to reveal it, but father won’t keep quiet if he hears this. He might think some baseless accusations again because of his anxiety.

I looked to Erina for an answer. After our eyes met, she immediately nodded.

“Fae, I’m sorry, but it seems that Erina still has things to teach you. Could you follow her instructions for me?”

“Umm… Un. Ok.” She nodded.

Then she was led by Erina back into the manor. After that, I followed suit.

Regarding Fae, Erina and I decided to dodge it and make her busy by letting her read books in the Manor’s Library. That would serve as a good distraction for her in the meantime.

Ah, yes, I've almost forgotten. Regarding Argent’s request and the official ceremony, there is nothing much of interest so you need not mind it.

Argent’s request was just boring paperwork regarding the balances regarding the pioneering in the northeast.

For the ceremony, it was similar to last time. But of course, nothing embarrassing like last time happened. That’s because I made sure this time. In any case, the only difference is the presence of the Second Queen Consort and her son Mark the Second Prince.

Well, I know I’ve been avoiding Mark, but let me summarize it this time. He’s a human born with the conceited attitude of his mother and the womanizer trait from Father. Basically, he’s a trash. That’s it, a trash with a title. I really want to crush his manhood so he won’t reproduce, but that would be a huge issue if it gets out, so it’s quite troubling.

Anyway, let’s continue this next time. It’ll be the last day before the messenger arrives, so I’ll take my time with explaining the herb next.

 

Spoiler: Silver Amelia - Chapter 7: Days before the Tribe 2

While Rick was mindlessly practicing in the yard alone, I was on the floor on fours panting.

“Haah… Haah…” I breathed.

Before me was the floor splattered with my fluids.

“You’re unlucky this time,” Erina said while stroking my back.

“Aren’t.. you.. going to ask.. if I’m okay?” I said in between breaths.

“Do you want me to ask? You’ll obviously say ‘Of course I’m not’ anyway, right?”

“Yeah.. Urgh..”

Then a sudden urge to hurl started to swell from my stomach again. Currently, I’m alone with Erina inside the bathroom. I’ve made the other servants leave since there’s a possibility this might occur. Of course, it’s not because I’m pregnant or something. Just to make sure, I haven’t done it, I’m innocent and pure, a maiden.

Anyway, the cause of this unsightly event is the mana herb. Yes, the mana herb. The mana herb is also known as a weed because of its usual appearance. It’s a plant that automatically camouflages itself based on the nearby plants. Due to this, it usually copies the weeds surrounding it, hence being called a weed. Because of its capabilities, it’s quite hard to find, but not necessarily rare.

Its weed form is its base appearance. It changes once it consumes a mana shard or anything that contains mana. But since it consumes mana continuously, mana shards are usually used to feed it. Once fully grown, it can be easily distinguished from other plants. It usually has a translucent appearance with a fluid like substance continuously flowing all throughout the plant.

“Erina.. I think I’m okay now..” I said weakly.

“Then let’s get you washed.”

After being washed clean, I was supported by Erina and was laid on the bed.

“Ugh… The side effect really sucks.” I muttered while my wrist covers my eyes.

Right, consuming mana herbs has a side effect. The side effect upsets the consumer’s mana flow in the body, creating an experience similar to a high fever that usually lasts for one to two hours.

The side effect does not include the upset stomach in the list. That one is due to the taste of the herb itself. Usually, the taste of the mana herb is random. No one knows why its taste is random. Some scholars from Academia thought that the type of mana it consumes dictated the taste, but that idea was proved partly wrong. The reason was a test that incorporated that idea, but the result was still random, but with a slightly higher probability that the taste would be of the same type.

In any case, the taste of the mana herb is random but ranges from mild to the extremes. Usually, it would only incorporate one of the types of taste, but there are cases where it exhibits more than one taste at the same time.

To cut to the chase, I was unlucky the taste was on the level of extremes and contained multiple types of taste. It's horrible to be exact.

In history, it was even used to prove innocence, if the person hurls, he is considered guilty, else innocent.

So why would I consume such a horrible thing? It’s because it raises the mana capacity of the consumer.

“Erina, please turn away anything that is not urgent like usual,” I muttered.

“Understood, your Highness.”

Afterward, footsteps and the sound of the door opening then closing could be heard.

Well, let’s continue. First, let’s start with mana capacity. It is the amount a person could use to drive magic to manifest. In that regard, humans are considered to have low mana capacity. To make a scale, I guess we can use fireballs as a measure.

In average, humans can manifest 20 fireballs before fainting, in my case it's 22. To increase that, humans either needs to keep on draining his/her mana to the point of fainting or consume a mana herb. To be straight, draining mana is inefficient and dangerous, hence the use of mana herbs.

It was found that mana herbs increase the consumer’s mana capacity by around two percent of the consumer’s current capacity. But that is if you are able to consume it immediately without hurling. If you failed, the effect would be less, and the side effects would still persist. In addition, the larger the mana capacity becomes, the longer the side effect persists.

Ugh… If only there’s some sort of medicine for this.

To be honest, I didn’t want to consume the herb after the meal. The reason is that the effect of increasing mana capacity is at its best after a meal according to the books I read so far. I want to prove it wrong, but I don’t have enough resources to test it out, and it’d be a huge waste in case I'm wrong.

In any case, there is a reason for increasing mana capacity.

One is to extend a person’s capability to manifest magic multiple times or manifest a magic of a higher grade. Currently, there are three basic grades, which are basic, intermediate, and advanced. There are still other levels besides this three, but that's for another time.

The second is to unlock a person’s magic affinity. Humans at least, start with a neutral affinity. Being neutral lets the person manifest any element he wishes from the six basic elements without additional effects. Accordingly, the six basic elements are Fire, Water, Wind, Earth, Light, and lastly, Dark.

In reality, the first affinity is decided by attitude or emotion, or sometimes by a turning point in a person’s life. To make an example, my first affinity was dark. This was caused by the despair from that event.

For the second, it is decided by both mana capacity and the previous condition. The mana capacity needed is about one and a half to twice your original capacity. To make an example, my second affinity is light which is probably caused by my determination to continue Grandfather’s wish. In addition, I have consumed about 41 mana herbs during my 5 years which is about 220 percent or less from my original.

For the third onwards, there are currently not enough tests to point out the conditions. Neither have I reached this point, but some True Scholars from Academia did, but the conditions were completely different from each other.

But there is a problem with the condition that concerns emotion. It would be better to give examples rather than explaining.

Consider a boy. This boy is extremely loyal and has a burning sense of passion. Well, anyway, because of his attitude, his possible affinity is either Fire or Light. This is because emotion leans from one side to another and is impossible to measure.

Another example is a girl. This girl works on an orphanage and takes care of the children. She is known to be gentle with handling children. Her affinity this time would either be Water, Wind or Light. The same reason applies to the first. Do you get it now?

Well, let’s have another one. Now let’s have a slave. This slave is filled with hatred from being sold by her parents as payment and was treated as a toy. Her affinity would probably be Dark, but it there’s a possibility that it would be Fire.

Basically, emotions overlap with each other if based on the six elements.

Other than the six basic elements, there’s a second stage or compound elements. An example would be my affinity of Light and Dark which results to me specializing in illusion magic. But this topic would be on another level so I guess we could leave it for now.

Anyway, that’s enough explaining. I’ll go sleep for now.

…

Several hours later, I could hear a voice speaking.

“..ness.”

“Your… ighness.”

Uhh… What is it… I still want to sleep…

“Your Highness, please wake up, you have a visitor.”

Yawn…

“Who.. is it?” I asked while rubbing my eyes.

“It’s her Highness Elaine, your Highness,” Erina answered.

“Ah, let her in.” Erina nodded from my order.

When the door opened, my sister Elaine entered.

“Elder Sister, I came to play, but…” Elaine spoke then wore an incredulous expression.

“Hm?” I tilted my head.

“Why are you wearing that elder Sister?” Elaine pointed.

I looked at the clothes I was wearing.

“Ah, s-sorry Elaine, can you leave for a minute? I’ll just c-change my clothes. Haha..” I smiled wryly.

“O-okay.”

Then Elaine left the room.

Erinaaaaa!

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In the early morning of the next day, we were all lined up in front of the palace. By we, I mean, Mother, Father, Duke Tervin, Argent, Elaine, Erina, the servants, and lastly the guards. Oh, Marco is also included since he has been working for Mother specializing in tracking Father’s whereabouts. Rick, Fae, and Camille are not included because of Father’s presence.

In any case, we are gathered here because this is the day I will be traveling into Alabaster to meet the Tribe. I don’t really know how long it would take for me to stay there and convince them to re-establish the trade with Aves. This is also the first time I will be traveling without my servants and guards, so I’m feeling quite uneasy.

I embraced both Mother and Father first and asked them to “Wait for my return.”

I did the same with Duke Tervin, Elaine, and Argent. It might take some time so it’s a bit emotional.

Marco is fine without a hug because I gave him a chub.

Lastly, it was Erina. Erina, as a servant handed me a bag containing things I might need for the travel.

I immediately checked the bag, brought out a clothe then returned it over to Erina.

“I won’t be needing this, Erina,” I said with a bright smile.

“It’s a shame,” Erina answered.

Who would even bring a nightwear in the mountains?! And haven’t you had your fun yesterday when I was sleeping?!

Then Erina brought out a pouch, reached for my hand, placed it on my palm and closed it.

“Please take care, you Highness.” Erina then spoke with a serious tone, unlike her usual playful and teasing attitude.

“Yes. I will.” I returned then embraced Erina as deep as I embraced Mother. “Please continue in believing in me Erina. You can shame me whenever you want if I fail to do so.”

Erina returned my embrace quietly.

After that, the messenger arrived, and then we set out towards Alabaster.

 

I've added a link to RRL concerning the question and answer I posted. You might have questions which are already answered in that post. enjoy.

 

Spoiler: Silver Amelia - Chapter 8: Baggage 1

“Umm… can I ask your name?” I started.

[What? Ah, my name is Mon.]

“Mon?”

[Yes.]

“Then my name is Amelia.”

Mon nodded.

After leaving the Aves, We were escorted by the guards until the forest entrance at the south. The guards could not escort me towards the Tribe since they are not recognized. Although Laurel has a peace treaty with the Tribe, it is entirely an agreement of non-aggression and nothing else. It would be different if I was already part of the Tribe like when Grandfather brought me before.

Currently, I’m traversing the forest with Mon, a mountain elf. He has a slim build, light-brown skin, reddish-brown hair, and has long pointed ears. He’s wearing loose leather armor on top, and leather pants and boots.

I’m also wearing a set of leather armor. This leather armor was made from the skin of a wyvern. Father, who’s always worried, had this made just for this day. On top of it is a robe.

“Do most mountain elves look like you?” I asked.

[No.] He denied without even looking at my direction.

He’s not that outspoken, is he?

“Do you know Grandfather?”

[Who?]

“Randolf Laurel, my Grandfather.”

[Ah. Yes. Randolf.]

…

I waited for him to continue, but he didn’t.

“You don’t speak that much, do you?”

[I guess?]

Why did they send a messenger who does not speak so much? This is unnerving…

After a few hours of walking inside the forest, he stopped.

[We need to hunt, and then rest.] He said as he prepared his short bow.

I prepared my rapier on my side and observed the surroundings.

While I was observing, he climbed a nearby tree with nimble movements and kneeled on a thick branch. He pulled an arrow from the quiver on his back and knocked the arrow.

[I’ll disable it, you kill it.] He said.

After that, a silent whistling sound flew in between the trees then disappeared in the bushes.

After a loud cry echoed, I started moving towards the source. When I arrived, a wild boar with a large tusk was kneeling on the ground with an arrow stuck on its shoulder. It was trying to run away while limping.

Without hesitation, I pulled back my rapier and delivered a thrust beside the arrow. After convulsing for a few seconds, the boar finally died.

Did he purposely miss the heart just below the shoulder to disable it?

[Good.] He said as he approached from the back.

I grabbed a cloth from the bag and wiped the blade clean before I returned it to its scabbard.

Afterward, he butchered the boar with a knife after removing its organs and skinning it.

[Look and remember.] He said.

“Okay.”

After that, he packed the shoulders, the fillet, and the loin into a large cloth bag. Then he packed it inside another cloth bag.

“Why are you leaving the others?” I asked.

[It’s too heavy to carry everything. They can also be used as a lure. Come, we leave before the beasts arrive.]

So he can talk, but only things regarding hunting. And isn’t what you’re carrying heavy too? – I thought.

Then I followed suit. After that, we arrived at the extension of Twins River. he started cleansing the blood from the meat beside the river while I gathered tree barks, twigs, and thin branches as he ordered.

After gathering the materials for the fire, he spoke.

[Do you know how to build a fire?]

“Yes.” I nodded.

I started balling up the bark, covered it with the twigs and piled the branches on top of it. Then, I started chanting.

O’ Fire I call

Light up and Burn

Kindle

Then the fire lit up starting from the bark and made its way up to the twigs and branches.

[Good, but this won’t last. I’ll teach you another one later.]

I nodded in response.

Afterward, we ate half the shoulder of the boar. Most of it was eaten by him.

After resting, we started our walk deeper into the forest alongside the river until we arrived at a wall made of plants, vines, and trees. The wall extends from east to west.

“Is this what they call the Forest Barrier?” I asked.

[Yes, we will follow this to the west till we arrive at the foot of Alabaster.]

This barrier is called the Forest Barrier. Its existence or purpose is unknown; neither do we know what's on the other side. Aside from that, Laurel cannot send scouts to investigate. The reason is that the treaty dictates that the other side is under the jurisdiction of the Tribe. So any form of activity unpermitted by the Tribe would be deemed as actions of hostility.

“Huh? Why don’t we just head straight to the foot or cross this barrier using the river?” I said as I pointed at the small opening at the barrier where the river flows.

Plus we could've just moved diagonally towards the foot, right? It would save us more time.

As I spoke, a slight headache attacked me accompanied by a flash of an image. The image seems like it's a water surface of some sort.

“Ugh..” I muttered as I brought my hand to my forehead.

[You okay?]

“Yes, I’m fine. About my question earlier, please continue.”

[Okay.] He said. [Crossing the river is dangerous. The barrier keeps the dangerous beasts inside. Cross the river and you’ll die.]

Another feature of the barrier is that it does not block the river completely, there are vines covering it, but there’s enough space to crouch through.

“Then why did we follow the river up here? And who made this barrier?” I asked confused.

[It would be useful for you later.] He said. [And neither do we know why this barrier exists.]

So even the Tribe doesn’t know?

“Later? Why? Do I still have to do something when I arrive at the Tribe?”

[Yes. The proving, we are not allowed to say anything about it, but I’ll teach you a few things you might need.]

Huh? Then why is he telling me this?

“But why teach me? Isn’t that against your rules?”

[Just think of it as a gift from me.]

“Huh? A gift?” I was confused.

[Enough. Let’s go.] He said as he started walking alongside the barrier.

I followed after him with a bit of hesitation. We also discarded the other parts of the meat near the river and brought enough for later.

When we arrived at the foot in the afternoon, he suggested that we camp for the night.

“I can still continue, and we still have a few hours before the night falls.”

[You don’t understand. It’d be best if you take your time and learn. When we arrive, you’d only be given a day to prepare for the proving. You should use that full day to rest. Besides, the more you rush, the more likely you would end up dead.]

“…” I stayed silent without giving any form of response.

I guess it wouldn’t hurt… And besides, I never knew that there’s still a proving. Maybe that was why Grandfather didn’t return for several weeks back then? But he never told me anything about it. Neither did he include it in the stories he told me.

Afterward, he showed me how to build a stealth fire. He dug a hole and dug another hole beside it with a third of the width of the first, then dug a tunnel in between. Then he gathered branches, twigs, and barks.

[This will be a little different from the fire this noon.] He said.

He laid a raised wooden platform using the branches to keep it from touching the ground and added several more layers of branches. He then placed the twigs on top followed by the bark.

“So it’s the other way around for this one?” I asked.

[Yes. This would reduce the smoke as it starts burning from the top to the bottom.]

“But wouldn’t be a smoke-filled fire more beneficial? And I think I’ve read something about animals being afraid of fire.”

The fire may attract insects but the smoke will drive them away.

[If you only consider animals, then yes. There are other beasts in Alabaster that are attracted to heat. One example is the large viper. On the other side of the barrier, the beasts are curious to fire since it’s a rare occurrence in Alabaster.]

“Okay, I’ll take note of that.”

Since we still have time till nightfall, he tried teaching me how to handle the bow.

“I haven’t tried using the bow once,” I said unconfidently as I held his bow.

Then he taught me the basics on how to handle the bow. First is to not to use the tip of the arrow as my aim. Second, pull the string towards my mouth. Third, use only three fingers to pull. Fourth, don’t aim too long. Lastly, leave a gap in-between the fingers.

“Should I really learn the bow?” I said after several tries.

[You’ll never know when it’ll be useful.]

“…”

After night fell, we ate our meal and was about to sleep.

[Have you tried watching at night?]

I denied by moving head sideways.

“This is my first time. The guards would never let me do something like this, and even if I did, they already got the surroundings covered so there’s nothing left for me to do other than sleep.”

[Then I’ll take watch.]

“I want to try.”

[Why is it?]

“Because… It feels wrong. Well, even when I told the guards about it, they still refused ahaha.” I laughed while staring at the fire.

It still doesn’t sit well with me till now. Sleeping comfortably…

I then grabbed my bag and brought out a spare robe, then reached it out.

“Here, take it.”

[No, I’m fine.]

“Please take it. I know it’s just me being stubborn, but please take it.”

[Fine.] Then he grabbed the robe and covered himself.

[You can sleep now. I’ll wake you up before dawn.]

“No. like I said, I’ll try to stay awake. You said it yourself, I need to learn before the proving, so I need to at least get used to staying up for a watch.”

[Suit yourself.]

And besides two people watching is better than one.

I huddled on my knees as I strained my ears and stared at the fire burning from the pit. The wood cracked as the embers burned. The wood charred black, glowed red, then burned down to white ashes.

As I stared at the burning fire, a rustle resounded nearby. I looked for the source and focused my senses.

Then another rustling sound echoed from another direction. I quickly moved my sights and caught a glance of a moving shadow. Slowly, the tension rose as my beating heart started to race.

Wait, where’s Mon? – I thought.

I searched the surroundings, but not even a shadow Mon was found. Only trees, bushes, dark clouds, and the moon and its light decorated my surroundings.

Then a wolf howled from the distance followed by the howls of its fellow wolves. Then the feeling of unease started to hound me.

Where is he?!

Again, I moved my head left and right looking for clues regarding Mon’s whereabouts. As I was busy looking for clues, the bushes rustled again. From the left, then the right, then from the back. Continuously, the bushes moved from different directions. Sometimes a shadow passed, sometimes none.

While my sight is darting around, a clash of blades and whistling of arrows resounded.

“Die bastards!” A human voice shouted.

As I heard the voice, I tried to draw my rapier that I was grasping on my hip, but the rapier did not reveal its blade.

What?!

I moved my sight towards my hip where the rapier should’ve been.

Where is it?! Did I unconsciously remove it?!

Then Panic struck me as I repeatedly searched for the rapier. I repeatedly felt my hip where the rapier should be. I looked towards the ground in search. I felt my clothes even though I knew deep inside that it’s impossible for it to be there.

Where?! Where?! Where is it!

Then an Idea struck me that made me pause for a brief moment.

Magic! I could at least use magic to light up the surroundings!

Then I started to chant, but nothing came out.

What?! I have chanted it properly!

I tried to move my lips again and then I found the problem. Not a single sound was coming out from my mouth no matter how much I moved my lips or my tongue.

Why?! What’s happening?!

“Run!” Then a voice echoed from behind, then soon my arm was caught and I was dragged towards the woman running in front of me.

W-wait… Isn’t this… Erina?!