A Butterfly That Can'T Fly
Ancient Druids

The moment Iron burned the paper that the Chief had given them, they instantly disappeared and then re-appeared in the wooden house where the old man was. Iron looked at Alurra who was hugging Marco tightly, the little man did not cry at all even after going through the incident.

"Marco, are we okay, honey? Is anyone sick?"

Marco just shook his head then buried his face in the recess of Alurra's neck, he seemed to be not wanting to be spoken to now, Alurra who understood also just kept quiet and patted Marco's back to give him some calm.

An old man emerged from behind the door and quickly walked towards the brand, Iron who saw the old man instantly pull the collar of the old man's shirt but was finally stopped by Alurra.

"Stop Iron, let's talk about it carefully, I'm sure the carpenter's uncle has another reason why he didn't tell us about this"

Iron finally kept quiet and sat on the wooden chair although his mood did not change as well, he still looked annoyed and looked at the carpenter uncle with a sharp look.

"I'm sorry, all of this is certainly not my plan, all is the destiny that you should be living. If I tell you and keep you from living your destiny, then the future will be messed up and we Druids won't be able to help you anymore"

Alurra understood, but still she felt sad for not being able to save Emma. If only he could have come sooner, Emma would have survived by now, he hugged Marco who was on his lap tightly, seeing Marco's deeply asleep face.

Alurra feels sorry and guilty for Marco, he promises to protect Marco with all his strength to repay Emma's kindness so far.

"Can't we save Emma?"

The carpenter's uncle shook his head, Alurra looked down sadly, but he couldn't. If only they could do something to save Emma then she would.

"Even by using this book? I can do it with the power of my wood, right?"

"Alurra!"

The impact of Iron made him surprised, as long as he was near Iron never once Iron spoke in a high tone. Iron also put on a sad face and then approached Alurra, he sat on the floor and clasped Alurra's hand.

"Never do that, promise me never to do that"

Iron looked at Alurra with a pleading gaze, Alurra actually did not know how to revive the dead using this book of his mother's relics. He had never even asked for a single request from this book.

"Even if you save Emma, there will be someone more important in your life if you save Emma. That's how fate goes Alurra"

Alurra finally stopped talking, he hoped that there would be no casualties. But he is not someone who can change destiny.

"Let's hold my hand, the elders of ancient Drudi want to meet you"

Iron and Alurra held the hand of the carpenter's uncle, and Marco who was in Alurra's sling was still soundly asleep. They were swallowed up by a black hole when the carpenter's uncle cast a spell they couldn't understand.

When he opened his eyes, Alurra saw that they were still in the wooden house where they were standing earlier, he looked at the astonished carpenter uncle. Is he playing them?

The wooden uncle who saw the doubt in Alurra's eyes also understood, he immediately invited Alurra and Iron out of this wooden house. As they exited the scene in front of them was very different from usual, the medieval western houses and ancient buildings were clearly displayed before them.

"The place where the ancient Druids hid all this time. Come follow me, they've been waiting"

Alurra and Iron walk after the carpenter's uncle, Marco who had moved into Iron's sling still soundly asleep as if some magic had put him to sleep.

"Marco, did you put him to sleep?"

"He's having a good dream right now, let him sleep for a while"

True Alurra's guess, the carpenter's uncle who made Marco sleep soundly, but he was grateful, maybe with Marco's sleep will be calmer.

They went to a large but medieval-style building, entered the building and entered the room to the left of the entrance.

Seen there were many old men and some old women sitting on chairs circling the table, horrifying, they looked at Alurra and Iron with excited looks as if finding a precious treasure of Karun. Alurra returned grateful that the carpenter's uncle put Marco to sleep, otherwise he would have been afraid upon seeing these people.

"You've finally arrived Grok, very slowly"

The old man in the left corner of the door in white filled his hair talking, he then looked at Alurra and Iron in turn, then looked at Marco who was in Iron's sling.

"Hi, you guys are here, we can finally meet ya. I told Grok to bring you here for a long time, but he took you to where the Batu Race lived"

Alurra astonishedly looked at the carpenter uncle to ask for his answer, the carpenter uncle coughed instead and did not return Alurra's gaze.

"We'd better sit down first, there's a lot to say"

We finally went in and sat down on the remaining seats, Alurra sitting beside Iron who was already sitting next to the carpenter uncle. The room remained silent and silent without anyone speaking. The coughing sound of the carpenter uncle finally broke this silence.

"I should have brought you here a long time ago, but since I saw your future in Ras Batu village so I sent you there first before finally bringing you here"

Iron jaws were hardened again, this old man seemed to keep many secrets from them huh. Alurra who saw Iron's emotions immediately stroked his hands gently so that Iron's emotions did not become more so.

"Then why do you want to bring us here?"

"Of course to train your strength, but since the old man sucks Grok who took you to the Stone Race your training period is delayed for a year or so"

The old lady with the pearl hair ornament spoke in a cynical tone towards the carpenter uncle, I really don't really understand too much about what really happened.

"Indeed that's how their destiny is actually Dona, we can't bring them straight here"

"Stop talking Grok nonsense, a little thing like this won't make the future change"

The carpenter's uncle shook his head in disagreement "The slightest thing will make the future change"