Kapitel 115: Crier
Michael wakes up to the feeling of someone shaking him, instantly knowing that the only person who did this was his sister, Lillith. "Staahp... Five more minutes." he murmurs, turning on his side to get a couple more minutes of beauty sleep.
"Michael, wake up! The town crier has news on the war!" not-Lillith's voice says as she continues to shake him, causing his brows to furrow... Ah, right... Tiffania.
He rubs the sleep from his eyes and turns to face Tiffania, only to gape at her state of undress... The large shirt she was using as pyjamas had slid down her shoulders before reaching the impassable obstacle of her breasts. He couldn't help but to stare, wondering if he'd be able to catch a glimpse of her nip-No! Concentrate!
"Er, what was that Tiffania?" he asks after clapping himself on the face 'to wake himself up'. "Something about a town crier?" he mutters, only now hearing the faint sound of something ringing a bell.
She nods and gets out of bed to go look out of the window... But is stopped as he throws the bed cover onto her head to conceal her long ears... This also causes her to headbutt the wall but, beggars can't be choosers. "Ouch! What was that for?" she says while pitifully rubbing her forehead.
"That was for being stupid! Cover your ears before sticking your head out the window!" he states, causing Tiffania to blush in embarrassment at forgetting such an important precaution. She was happy to spend time in Chasata, so being run out of town for such a stupid mistake made her want to bury her head under a pillow.
Michael eventually gets out of bed too, going over to the window to hear what the commotion was about.
"Here'ye! Here'ye!" an elderly man shouts while loudly ringing his handheld bell. Gathering the attention of everyone nearby. "I bring news from the capital! Prince Wales had been captured by Lord Cromwell, and the war is almost at an end! In one week on the morn of Void's day, the Prince will be judged for his crimes in front of Londinium's Palace! All of Albion's peoples are invited to watch, a celebration will be held afterwards for the end of the war!" the man shouts, loud enough for the occupants of nearby buildings to hear.
With the man's message given, he walks a good distance down the street and rings his bell again, giving the same message... "Man, that guy's throat is gonna kill tomorrow." Michael mutters, getting a nod from Tiffania who looks somewhat saddened by the news. "Something wrong? I get Reconquista are a bunch of bastards but I didn't think you'd care about the war."
She frowns and shakes her head, "Prince Wales is my cousin. We never met but it's not nice hearing that he'll be gone soon." she admits.
"Er, you're royalty?" he asks, not having recalled such a fact from the anime.
She nods, "My father was the King's brother... Not that he acted like it, my uncle the one who had my mother killed." she solemnly states.
Michael lets out a breath and grips her arm while giving a sympathetic smile, "Sorry to hear that... At least he got what was coming to him though, right?" he says, but his words don't seem to provide her with any comfort. "About Prince Wales." he starts but doesn't know what to really say, unsure on what she wanted to do about the news of his soon-to-be execution. "I'd volunteer to try and help, but, I'm a bit wary of going against Cromwell again. As I said before, he's got this mind control ring that I have almost no defence against." he says as he habitually traces a finger over his lips. He knew that he'd still be enslaved if they hadn't made him use Dark Pact. And even now the thought of getting mind-controlled put him on edge.
"No, don't mind it. We never met, I couldn't ask you to risk yourself to save him." Tiffania says with a downtrodden expression.
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Michael closes his eyes in thought for a moment, "Tiffania, I won't offer to save him, but, if you wanna go to the capital and see what's happening, we could do that... It isn't like we're going out of our way either, some of my targets will probably be present. So, as long as we avoid Cromwell, we should be alright."
...
Michael wonders if that was the correct thing to say... He'd basically just asked if she wanted to see her cousin get executed, which in hindsight, sounded pretty fucking stupid. Urgh! He wasn't good with this kinda thing!
Surprisingly though, Tiffania actually nods, "I-... I think I'd like that. Even if we can't help, I'd like to see him before..." the rest doesn't need to be said.
The duo gets dressed, and Michael stores all the stuff Tiffania had bought yesterday in his inventory before they leave. They still had a week until the event, so they were taking things relatively slow, especially since the capital was only two days of walking from Chasata.
They were both hoping that Tiffania would be able to learn a couple new spells before they reached the capital, hopefully some with utility, as there was simply no chance of them fighting all the forces in the capital.
Michael was one hundred and ten percent sure that Prince Wales scheduled execution was just a ploy to force any remaining rebels out of their hiding places. If the prince died then their cause died with him, so they'd have no choice but to spring him out of jail.
Hopefully, he and Tiffania wouldn't get caught before they could get anything done... His primary objectives for going to the capital were to find Baron Jargkon, Sheffield, and the other nobles that'd helped torture him. He'd stay way clear of Cromwell obviously, but everyone else was fair game.
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Kapitel 116: Dour Anticipation
Princess Henrietta smiles as she watches Louise cast the latest spell revealed to her by Brimir's Prayer Book. Truly, she was improving far faster than she'd anticipated and was far more powerful than even her Void heritage suggested.
Louise thrusts her wand forwards while chanting, "Implosion!!". This isn't the typical weak explosive Louise usually casts however. Now that she'd learnt how to properly control her magic to some degree, it allowed her many other avenues of attack...
A thin cloud of smoke manifests in front of her, and Louise flicks her wand, causing it to draw a line in the floor. Once it's a meter away from her, she flicks her wand again, causing it to turn and circle around... She has it move in a variety of ways before finally flicking her wand at the dummy at the end of the room, the smoke trail quickly heading for it and hitting its base.
*BOOOOM!*
A large, yet self-contained explosion sounds out. Completely blowing the dummy to smithereens. It doesn't create any shrapnel however as all the force is directed inwards, almost disintegrating the target with ease.
Louise smiles as she feels Henrietta's gaze on her neck, both of them knew that this attack had been as low powered as she could make it. They were in the basement of the palace where a training room had been set up, so she was forced to limit her spells to stop herself from bringing the entire palace down on their heads.
Despite this restriction however, Louise' Implosion spell just now was enough to instantly kill an Orc, or maybe even an Ogre if its skull was crushed. It was honestly less of an explosion spell and more of a Gravity spell, not that either of the girls could tell.
"D-did you see that Princess! Wait! I've learned one more!" Louise quickly says, levitating another target on top of the pile of splinters that composed the last one. "Null Zone!" she excitedly shouts as she jabs her wand at the target.
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Yet nothing happens, causing Louise to blush in embarrassment. "Ah, perhaps I need more practice?" she mutters, and Henrietta's about to console her when another voice makes itself known.
"Hmph! Is this what you've been idling your time on, Princess? A pathetic failure with almost as much magic as a commoner?" a tall, muscular man states as walks towards them. He has short blonde hair, blue eyes, and handsome features that remind Louise of an older-looking Guiche.
"Sir Teitar... A pleasure." Henrietta drolls at her 'Fiance'. "I would remind you that Louise is a close friend of mine, and insulting her is an insult unto me." she states, crossing her arms.
Teitar laughs, "Is that so!? Then I'll hold my tongue, for now, I'll make sure to show you my grievances once we are wed, 'my love'." he sarcastically says, causing Henrietta's face to twitch in disgust. "I am not here just to mock your pet though, Princess. I come unfortunate news... Prince Wales has been captured, and is scheduled to be executed soon. My truest condolences." he says, obviously not meaning sympathetic in the slightest.
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Henrietta struggles to keep her sadness from her face, and decides to direct her roiling emotions elsewhere. "And how, may I ask, did you hear of such a thing Teitar? I would think that such news would be difficult to acquire given the state of Albion." she states, her silent accusation obvious to all in the room.
He shrugs, "Perhaps the Gramont family has far more skilled spies than even your Majesty. Not that I am proclaiming ourselves superior to the Royal family, just that there are aspects in which even you lack." he says, speaking 'not-treason' incredibly fluently.
Henrietta shakes her head and waves him off, "Begone, Teitar. I've had enough of your company for one day." she states, waving him off and ignoring him as she turns to Louise. "Let us continue your practice."
Of course, Teitar leaves before Louise can cast any more spells, neither of the girls wanting anyone to see just how far Louise had progressed. She was Henrietta's trump card, so she couldn't be revealed too soon. "Come Louise, Albion will soon turn their attention to us, you must be stronger." she says, more commanding than anything else.
"Y-yes princess!"
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Meanwhile, at the Tristain Magic Acadamy, Tabitha, Kirche, and Montmorency were walking towards their next class when a raven swoops down and lands on the former's shoulder, a letter attached to its leg.
"A raven messenger? How dull." Kirche remarks as Tabitha pulls the letter off and begins reading it, her face twitching as she reads the first line.
"Dear Charlotte de Gallia." she silently reads, realizing that this wasn't your everyday letter... There were few who knew her true identity, and judging by the wax seal, it'd been sent by her Uncle, the current king of Gallia.
"Ah, private letter." she emotionlessly says before turning and walking towards her room atop the tower. The others can only watch with dumbfounded expressions as they'd never seen Tabitha react like that before, Kirche tries to accompany her, but is swiftly rejected by the expressionless bluenette.
Now in her room, Tabitha's usually emotionless face breaks into a frustrated frown as she reads the rest of the letter... Her uncle, the king, wanted her to leave the academy and hunt down the 'False-Familiar', the Familiar that Louise had summoned and which killed Guiche.
She knew she was far more powerful than the strange magic wielder, so she was more concerned with why, and where. The Familiar was apparently in Albion right now, a wartorn place where she'd likely be regarded as a spy and executed.
This didn't really surprise her though, as most of the missions her uncle sent her on were suicidal at best, his hopes to remove her from the line of succession always fell flat with each success though... This wouldn't be any different. Even if the thought of leaving behind her friends in the academy did upset her.
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