章節 62: Chapter (62): Prop

"Who are...?" Before finishing her statement, she looked at where the woman was standing. It was nothing but the flames of fire that were thrashing out, clawing the rain. What was she saying? Who's son Ryan was? Who was his mother?

"The Ruby witch! She knew it all!" She murmured to herself. She wasn't like a demon, those purple eyes were not speaking about a wicked heart. She couldn't even scan her figure entirely. She was simply like all other women in that village. Long medieval vintage clothing and shawl over her shoulders and their flat shoes.

She turned around to push her solid logic to reckon that was a regular woman but it wasn't possible. She stopped, checking her satchel to see if the vial was there, and heaved a breath out of relief, "it was there." But the pomegranate was smashed. She hastily rushed to the Inn. The witch said words that calmed her soul. The curses could work in a good way, it was the gods' will. She was shameful for scolding them, yet did not accept them too!

Opening the door, Maria grabbed her mouth. The girl was drenched in blood.

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Back to Barson...

Evolving the body of the deer faerie, mayor Reynolds placed a hand on his stomach. The wine he had with an empty stomach already damaged him and now it had gotten the worse condition ever. Surveying over this Faerie that was wildly killed.

"I thought the Imps can't fly a long-lasting path because they might get feed well during the journey."

What the mayor mentioned was true but not slightly could be that. If they find a path that there was enough creature with blood to nourish them, they could hang on.

"Yes, and that is why I think some people have started unusual trading terms. Huxley did not doubt the imp that killed it."

Said Lord James. It was not out of mind that gold seekers did this for earning wealth.

Huxley couldn't endure such neglect. He hoped that Dorian Black had a good explanation for this catastrophe that could cause conflict with the faeries.

"How long does it take for the faeries to come, master?"

Charles didn't want to see the poor faerie like this. To him, no corpse must stay in the world of alive people or they might bring portent occurs.

"It has been two hours since I delivered them the message so they will be here in a few moments."

Inside the guards' office, the light was dim and the air was cold not letting the deer stink until the Wood clan faeries' arrival. All the guards were out of the office and dormitory, their eyes burning with cold and their noses lost the function out of frost.

Lord James went to the windows, he sensed them. The faeries were at the gates of Barson and it was seventy years that had passed since they stepped in these lands except the moon readers.

Sir. Richmond came inside the room, his eyes on the deer.

"Masters, they are here! Three men and one woman."

Lord James didn't pause and drew his way out to greet them.

"Don't touch the faerie."

He warned the people in that office. Although no one wanted to touch the faerie that was murdered by a creature of hell.

Entering outside, he met the sky that went brutal. "Elizabeth!" He muttered. Ryan could hang on to the wicked weather but a soft girl that spent her whole life in prosperity might go through a tough moment being outside.

"Miguel James, what a long time!"

His eyes drifted on the left side. The people that came here were the heads of the Wood clan. Only the woman had held magic and the others were all deer combatants. Their brown hairs were braided and pinned up. Their faces were young but they hadn't less than the thousands of years.

Their hairs were long, their tattoos were antlers and their clothes were brown robes. Their eyes were glowing in green like the other faerie that was slain by the imp.

"I am afraid that not a pleasant cause brought up this meeting."

Miguel bowed his head, offering them respect from his heart.

"Are you sure that an imp had killed him?'

Miguel wasn't sure but it could not be a vampire that marked the deer. Hux met them before he could trust his assessment.

"Come, see it yourself!"

Miguel directed them to the door. He couldn't wait for more to be assured.

The faeries exchanged glances and drove inside after the host's stride.

They went inside the office and halted by the doorway. A dark aura was around the deer. The faerie's soul was in pain.

The female faerie approached her fellow. Sitting on the ground, she put her thin palm above the head. Light streamed out of her palm and dove inside the deer faerie.

The aura erased from the gone faerie and the figure changed shape to its main body.

"Grand Halerin! How is this possible?"

One of the male faeries sat above his head, tears left his eyes and landed on the floor, herbs began to grow and gave birth to white Lilly.

"You are right! An imp had caught him."

The woman substantiated.

"Yes, there were three of them in your borders."

Prince Wilmore emerged at the doorway behind the guards.

Hux's eyes met the prince. He had Dorian Black and Rave's father beside him.

"Your grace!"

He murmured, three imps could cross the borders of Velator and kill a faerie, how? They had no report from each land that might direct to imps attack.

"The smugglers had caged and brought them to our lands. We killed one and the other two escaped. One was a young imp that didn't nourish enough blood but the other one was a matured female. Possibly, pregnant."

Dorian Black clarified and walked after the prince, his eyes on the unfortunate man that laid on the floor, the content of his chest was evacuated.

Lord James' mind got seized by tension. His children were out there near the faeries' borders.

"How long is that?"