The plan changed. Because of the chase, I was led to east from Casterfall Kingdom. Arth thought while riding his horse in a snow plain. I guess the best route for me is Frostwood village. I want to see Chief again. He passed through big stones covered with snow. From there, snow began to fall lightly.I wonder how Grand Master Tera is doing. The knights from Ice Crown Glacier are really scary. Arth saw a hawk flying over the big stones. But the one who saved me… who is he? I heard the Grand Knight call him Grand Magus. His magic is purely immense. I want to learn those skills someday. The hawk landed over the other big stone in his left side. Arth noticed that the hawk was wearing a black scarf collar on its neck.“What in the world…” Arth felt something strange about the hawk. Then, the hawk began to cry out suddenly.Wait a sec… Arth realized that it was not a wild bird. “It’s calling someone!”He whipped the rope of his horse to run fast. Then, he began to hear running footsteps
A huge explosion shook the area of the Ashenvale forest.“What is this power?” Maester David was staying in the big tree watching General Kael and his student, Arth battle.He could see Arth at a disadvantage after taking many hits and blows by the mighty sword of the General. Every attack of the general and every block of Arth was slowly draining his strength.General Kael was still holding his sword one hand while Arth was already panting and wounded.“Just yield, Arth. You can’t defeat me.” The general said.“Even with my last breath, I will never yield.” Arth replied catching his breath. His brown cloak was already shed with blood and his lower ankle injured. Soil and dust are already on his face and his yellow hair.“Then I’ll force that out of your mouth.” The general quickly touched the ground with his hand and looked at Arth narrowly. “You’ll regret this.”The ground began to shake suddenly. Huge root vines came out from the ground and extended towards Arth with speed.Arth he
Welcome, adventurer. The second book of the Blue Triangle Trilogy has finally opened to welcome you back into the world of Earthos. In this book, your journey will continue with King Arth Aragon, Sir Kael Denvorn, and an added narrative from Tristan McGarth's Point of View. You shall not only explore the country of Glacia deeper ... but you shall also travel back into the Underworld ... sail over the western seas ... step into foreign country lands ... and enter the world of dragons. I should warn you, dear adventurer, that this journey compared to the first book will be much longer, bloodier, and darker ... but it is promised that you will have an exciting experience with our characters, unlike any others. I shall see you at the end of your journey in this book. Long live the king ... Carlos Sensei &nbs
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Blue lamps on the walls had shone the dim bath chamber, blue flames flickering inside every glass. Servants entered and brought towels and cinnamons and azalea flowers, some sprinkling the petals on the clear waters. Then the aroma came to welcome the king. Kael Denvorn followed inside before closing the doors behind.“Have a cup, Sir Kael,” King Arth said as he went to the round table that stood right at the edge of the steaming pool of bath, then he began pouring the silver flagon. “I know you love cherry wine.” He handed out one cup about half-full.“If it pleases you, My King,” Kael replied, taking the cup, then he took a sip. As he did, he watched King Arth walk around the pool, with his white robe covering his naked body. The young king sat on the edge and submerged his legs through the steaming water, his face blank as he drank in his cup.“Is something the matter, Your Highness?” Kael
“We’ve been expecting you,” Arth said, seated at the head of the long table along with his four High Councilors.“Your Highness,” the two Archmages greeted as they kneeled on the floor of the Council Chamber. The hood of their white cloak had covered their hair, and one of them had long silver chains that hung around his neck, jingling as they stood.“Have a seat. You must’ve had an exhausting journey from Galadhor.” Arth gestured at the vacant chairs on the side of the table. He had been informed days ago of their coming, and something about it had made him unhappy. Usually the Temple of Archmagi from Galadhor would send low-ranking mages across the world to deliver messages and—most of the times—a glimpse of their fate, and all of these were from the words of the Elder Magus who could tell what’s ahead of their time.But these two who just came to Arth’s country were
The clock was ticking. Tristan had long been waiting in his seat along with five elderly people, staring at the wall that had just struck past nine in the morning. The Central Library looked less interesting than what he had expected, and he’d finished checking out with his eyes the old leather-bounds in the towering bookshelves on the ground floor. He’d finished studying the bland, silver chandelier that hung from the high ceiling—where it had been painted of people and mountains and rivers he could’ve never cared at all.He’d been trying to catch the eyes of the old lady on the front desk for almost a hundred times already. All the things he needed to take himself out of boredom had been done. But his name had yet been called.Fingers tapping on his folded arms, Tristan stared once again at the fierce-looking lady ahead, who had been burying her face in the enormous book she’s reading. He had to meet the keep
“You don’t have to go with me,” Arth said as he descended on the staircases, heading to the depths of the underground dungeon. “I can go there alone.”“Eh? That would be unwise, Your Highness,” Sir Valor replied as he followed along with two of his fellow Grand Knights. “It’s our duty to take over Sir Kael’s absence on your guard. The dungeon is far more dangerous with you heading there alone.”Arth had to roll his eyes, as if he couldn’t protect himself with the power he had now. He only had one reason for entering the dungeon; to speak with the person whom he had his last visit a year ago. He had to know what’s happening in Glacia right now. Some things he had yet to understand in his kingdom kept on bothering him in his sleep every night.Darkness crept through the maze tunnels of the dungeon; only the torchlights held by the Grand Knights giving light, with s