White scenery spread out before him, the wind blowing against his cheeks. A vast plain of snow and ice stretched as far as he could see in all directions. The sun should have set, but it did not feel dark. A pale light illuminated everything, illuminating the white world like a giant stage with no audience.
Well, this was what happened when someone lived near the north pole. The sky would almost always be lit with sunlight. The Antarcticite Clan lived all their lives in this place, so they were used to it.
But today, Aslan had to leave this place by order of his father, Altan. The Garden of Crystal Trees had withered... and his Grandfather's message before he died... was to meet the Moon Goddess.
That was why today, Aslan came down from the icy mountains. He was going to go to the Almandine region and meet the Moon Goddess and tell her about everything that had happened.
He would be glad if there was
To my beloved, most extinguished Huanghou,I'm sorry I failed to spend the last flowers of spring with you. I'm sorry that even if I promised to see you soon, I keep pushing it back again and again.When this letter finds you, I will be around the south of Serpentes. The rebellion had been blazing hot, and they kept adding oil to the fire. But I am fine. I have found righteous and honest people along my way that I plan to make my heroes.Being a King is troublesome.Don't tell anyone this, but I hope I have one more brother to whom I could dump my responsibility. But since I don't have one, I must keep fighting.I will send you another letter as soon as I arrive at my post. And if you have yet to learn, I will be meeting the Duchess there.Yes, I will send your regards. I know these years had been hard for us, and it made it hard for you to meet her, either.
"Just tell me where your brother is!"A man's voice echoed through the palace. It was bright in the morning, and the sun shone brightly over the Capital city of Hyacinth. The sky was clear, with no clouds or rain in sight."Father," Julian stopped his prosthetic right hand from writing today's orders down on a piece of paper, "You know that I know as much as you about brother's location."His Father glared at him, "No! I believe your brother told you more than he told me!"Julian shook his head, "About that, actually, it's true. But he didn't tell me where he was going."King Solderet Hyacinth groaned at his middle son. He turned away from Julian, but not before saying one last thing, "I guess now I know why I loved you the least. I will ask Tornian."SLAM!"Pffft..." Julian suppressed his laughter.Among the three of
Aslan raised his eyebrows high, and his eyes widened. "W-we don't need this much..."In front of him was a middle-aged man. His smile was warm as he sat on a long couch alone. He leaned his body forward, resting his chin on his hands."Actually, we've been waiting for you to ask for help. But Antarcticite Clan is an independent community. Our interference is not appropriate."The middle-aged man's words were very clear and direct; Aslan knew he wouldn't be able to hear more honest words."We're glad you came. The help mentioned in the paper will soon run out, and we will have to work out a cooperation scheme for the future of Antarcticite," the middle-aged brown-haired man said.This man was the Beta of Almandine and held the title of Marquess. But he was more known as Secretary Daniel."Thank you very much," Aslan bowed his head.Daniel
"Sister Yelan!""What is going on?!"Aslan turned to the two different voices. From another corridor, two people walked fast toward him. One of them was the person he met yesterday, Yesha, and beside him was another beautiful woman he had never met."She fell into another relapse!" the young woman worriedly said as she turned to the man beside her. "Yesha...""Please, help me carry her to the clinic," Yesha said to Aslan."Got it."The three of them went to the clinic, and immediately, Yesha checked the condition of his sister. He narrowed his eyes, knowing full well what the cause was."Yesha, how's Sister Yelan?"From behind Yesha, Molly's voice was heard. She stood beside Aslan with a concerned look.Yesha just sighed. "I just don't understand..."Molly's face became compli
"Mum, are you gonna meet Uncle Henry tomorrow?"Harriet turned to her side, where little Niamh raised her arm high to hold her hand. She was tiny, and her legs were short. She looked up at her with sparkling, hopeful eyes.Harriet mumbled softly, "Tomorrow?"The woman touched her chin, thinking deeply, while Damian was running around that garden, kicking the leaves with Molly chasing behind him.Heinrich was supposed to always come once every four or five months to deliver Harriet's Magic Scroll orders. Harriet went back and forth to bring herself and the Lycan Army to help Zaha in the East while also doing work across the whole world with Heinrich's Spatial Magic spell.That was why she had become Heinrich's number one and the only customer he had. Well, because of how much Harriet spent on Spatial Gate Scrolls every year, Heinrich could live well without depending on working wi
Aslan just said what he knew.When youth around his age and older made a big mess on the northern frozen coast to hinder Almandine's merchant expedition years ago, he felt ashamed.He could never stop them because, at the time, he was still weak and skinny. Forget stopping them. If he wasn't the chief's son, he would be bullied hard.But after he grew up stronger and more skillful than everybody else, they started to respect him.He was inspired by the Sun God himself. He was one of the first people who kneeled and curtsied to him the moment he came back to the icy mountains.Harriet sighed. Seeing how determined this youth was, she couldn't help it. She actually hoped that he would not be as strict as his Grandfather was and be more like Alban, even though Alban himself was very obedient to her.She used to wonder why, but now she understood.
Aslan walked behind Harriet's leisure steps. They passed some corridors and stairs until they reached an underground hall. Inside was Lycans, researchers, and some physician. The room was vast and clean, with a subtle airflow coming through even though it was underground.Not only that, the place was filled with tables, tools, and machines Aslan had never seen before. And the people who worked inside looked very serious, and each one of them seemed to have a goal in mind.When Aslan came down, he thought he had seen a secret facility of this Castle, but why did the Goddess show it to him this leisurely."My, this place becomes more crowded each day... I should build another separate facility soon. This is our central medical research facility. Ah, look, isn't that Marques Yesha?" Harriet smiled softly.Even though this place was eerie and gave Aslan bad goosebumps, he still tried to smile when he saw
Harriet told Aslan to return to the Castle’s garden to tell Damian and Niamh that she would come back soon. After that, she asked the researchers and the Lycan guards to leave her alone there.Cecilia’s scream slowly subsided. Her eyes were bloodshot toward Harriet’s soft glance. There was still anger in that eyes, something that Harriet enjoyed.“It’s good that you can still recognize me... hating me... cursing me inside your mind,” Harriet slowly smiled.She leaned forward to the glass, raising her face to Cecilia, who was tied to the gurney. “It’s good that you are still alive, and your mind is still clear even after you receive pain and suffering every day.”Harriet didn’t want Cecilia’s mind to be dull because of the pain she inflicted on her. So she always cautioned the researcher who pulled apart her body to do it slowly, carefully, until she got used to it.But the moment she