Maple High School Academy Year 3

Maple High School Academy Year 3
The Last Chaos in Boneyard - Crimson Lake



Crimson Lake


ON THE WAY to the headland in the east of the island, the black staircase becomes an alternative to leaving the Wisteria Academy, Arion crosses paths with Claryn. The famous senior behaves coldly when newly known, but will be friendly and jaily when he is close to you. “Claryn!”


“Eh, Dog! That Beautiful Siren, where?”


“Damn, you! Ashlen is with the team. I've told you many times, not Dogs, but Wolves.”


The Fallen Angels with the different color of the iris of the eye were twisting their shoulders indifferently. “Same. You have the same muzzle.” He slaps Arion's shoulder, which features a face-to-face dinista for him. “Please don't put on a look like that. I can't bear to insult you now.” Facing Claryn does have to have patient stock.


Arion's eyes collide with a tall, flat Elf whose body is adorned with diamond jewelry, signifying a high caste, Leena. The girl covered the tomboy several times by biting his index finger. “Hey, what's wrong with you?” Leena with her grayish iris looked worried about something.


Claryn's youngest and shortest junior, suddenly grabbed and patted Arion's arm, who was about to pat Leena. He's worried that this Werewolf is cheating on his best friend. “Do not touch-touch. Germs, later!”


Arion brandished a poisonous claw towards Ayaka. “Nih, germ!”


“Ih, disgust! There-there!” The Human race, whose presence is considered taboo in the Autumnland, hides behind Leena's body, making her best friend a shield. Leena gives Arion a warning, but the man ignores her threat. Just watch out later!


“Dia why?” Arion asked Claryn.


“You mean, Leena?” Arion nodded. “Oh ... she worries about Cyrus. It had been ten minutes, but the Snow Hair seemed to be gone in the toilet. Probably kidnapped. I don't know.”


“Then it is, quickly search.”


“Without needing you to tell us, we will also find him,” Ayaka said. The resentful tone he used showed that the Human was still vengeful towards Arion.


“Good. If so, I'll go first!”


“Sana-sana, no need to pay for everything, Mr Blind Direction!”


 The explosion came from across the island of Wisteria Academy, southeast of Wizardium Castel. At Crimson Lake. The charming pink lake, derived from red algae bacteria, becomes the best quality salt producer for the manufacture of various herbs.


The team pursued a limited time— before the time Aphelion arrived, when the position of the sun is at the farthest point with Bumi—Arion must regret the use of the herb exploding potion, the greenish-sour liquid he had taken secretly while studying potions at Maple Academy with his partner, Miguel. Ah, all of a sudden he misses the Fallen Angel that people say is mysterious.


The liquid of the explosion left only glass fragments scattered on the side of the lake, some of which were covered by grass just a foot.


Arion said in a soft voice while clucking. He picked up a broken glass bottle. “Ck, if the Headmaster wants to indemnify damaged items belonging to students, I will not hesitate to ask for new items.” Arion was annoyed that one of the collection of potions he took was reduced.


As per Candra's prediction, the Magic Knights guarding Crimson Lake were not as many as in the castle grounds. Crimson Lake guards tend to be quiet, the number of people working during the festival can be counted fingers.


One of the workers, approached Arion as the sound of the explosion was heard. A person with white hair and pointed ears, reminds Arion of Evander, the Elf. However, the facial lines were full of wounds, assuming that he was not just an ordinary fisherman. “Young man, are you okay?” ask the guy with hair


Arion smiled in response. He showed a fragment from the exploding potion container that was splattered on the grass. “I'm fine, Sir. Thank ye. I accidentally made a potion that I was about to test to break.”


“The Magic Knights might be here soon. Be careful.”


The people of Crimson Lake became daunted when dozens of Magic Knights were visited. They had guessed that the explosion would definitely provoke the presence of the Autumnland security guards. The Magic Knights were in the same uniform, wearing iron helmets that covered the entire face, tall bodies, and gave off a charismatic aura, accompanied by a long sword tucked in the waist.


Arion covered up the anxiety from the intimidation given by the Royal Knight's title. The well-built man, standing tall in front of Arion said, “If you do not explain the cause of the commotion, you must immediately submit a Magic License to be verified.”


The Magic License was the official permission for every Wizard race to practice magic abilities. The thing is, Arion has no magic talent and is not from Autumnland. How could a Werewolf have the Wizard's magic license? It's also impossible for Arion to escape at this time, right?


 “Wa-time .... festival takes place, Wisteria Academy Laboratory is closed and does not allow its students to test potions,” Arion explained nervously. The reason he arranged to match Candra's words during their separation in Tunnelove, “ is because the salt potential in Crimson Lake is good for potions and is located away from the crowds of people, he said, if later my experiment fails, certainly will not harm anyone.”


The Magic Knight who interrogated Arion partially unlocked his helmet. He displayed a frown, looking doubtful of Arion's alibi. Old elf beside Arion, also argued, “Like young people in general, he is still unstable and full of curiosity, I think that this young man did …,” Johanes pat Arion on the shoulder, “just venting out of curiosity. Please understand, Mr. Knight.” John's explanation ends with bowing. Arion who had a glance, lowered his head.


 “Alright, if reality is like that.” The Magic Knight finally chose to forgive Arion, given the ongoing festival. “However, you need to remember not to make another noise during the festival. Understand?”


“Ba-good, Sir.”


 Evander's power can only be used twice a day for a limited time. Although his Elf body had Fallen Angel mixed blood, Evander did not have wings like most angel races. He covered up his shortcomings by studying medicine. Although not as happy as his family, but quite useful for emergencies and do not make it a burden on the team.


Seeing the desperate state of the team with carelessness made, Evander forced himself to use healing powers to maintain stamina, although its use was also fairly short.


From the direction of twelve o'clock, the Magic Knights galloping with wrathful faces approached Ashlen and Candra. It doesn't sound like what they're talking about, but the fact that Navarro—sang target is also speaking up— makes him worried. However, at the same time, Evander is grateful because in that way he can recover his mana.


Seemed an expression of dissatisfaction when negotiating with the Magic Knights. Ashlen who usually looks relaxed, now tends to furrow eyebrows. Gestur Candra shows restlessness. He rubbed his fingers on his nose several times. Only Navarro showed no change to his mimicry.


The wind was blowing from the west, some people directly covered their heads with robes, sheltering from the cold air. They rush to seek shelter or, if possible, choose to be home immediately.


Surrounded by circumstances, the team lost track of Navarro. There was a voice coming from Evander's mouth. He follows Ashlen and Candra who are trying to find Navarro's whereabouts.


“He's smart dodge,” comment Candra.


This time Evander agreed. “Cause later he could be the principal. His ability is indeed no match for us.”


The team follows up on a plan to find Navarro and seize the mirror. “We can definitely snatch that mirror now.” Ashlen's confident words made Evander laugh softly.


“Whether you are too arrogant or too confident, this task sounds very easy when you say it like that.”


“I didn't say anything I didn't believe in, Evander,” said Ashlen sharply, trying to convince his team members.


“Alright. It's up to you.” Evander sat leaning against one of the shop pillars that looked unkempt. The store had closed earlier and was much more rundown than the surrounding shops.


Ashlen stayed long enough, then again said, “You already know where the mirror is, right?” The question was answered by a nod to the head of the masked blonde Wizard. “Good. After this, we just have to go to Light of City.”


“Light of City? Why of the many choices, did you choose that place?” Candra was astonished, even though she had lost track of Navarro, but the choice Ashlen took was precisely the region that was opposite the Wisteria Academy home. Very fishy.


Evander squinted, he saw Ashlen looking joyful as he mentioned the Light of City region, the main city of the Autumnland kingdom. “Don't tell me, you're there for fun, Ashlen.”


Ashlen replied with a witty smile. “Why not? Anyway, it's festival day. Have a little fun, I don't think it's a problem.” Candra showed a gloomy face as Ashlen added her words. “It is precisely because of the royal city, it certainly has a myriad of information. We can definitely find, at least a little information about Navarro from there.”


“Is it possible for Navarro to the royal city to buy someone a gift?” candra said suddenly. “For example, for someone she likes?” he is not sure of his own opinion.


Evander laughed loudly, Ashlen even to the point.


“What's wrong?” ask Candra.


“No, no.” Evander flicked his hand, trying to hold back the laughter, but failed. “I'm not even sure that Navarro ever liked someone. Impossible.”


Ashlen chimed in, “However, we could have met Navarro there. Hope we're lucky.”


 Light of City was the main city in the central region of the kingdom. The city under Highland became the center of interaction in the Autumnland region. The crowd in the Light of City exceeded the density of the people in the Wisteria Academy's castle grounds.


They arrived in the city in the evening. The boat they were riding on lost its paddle. Ashlen, as a mastermind who is adept at swimming and has the ability to breathe in water, is forced to push the boat. Not to mention Evander who suddenly experienced seasickness, Ashlen felt like he was the Prince's caretaker. Candra who used to not neko-neko, suddenly fainted on the coast. Ashlen made a hard time. Thank goodness the other boy was not present, at least Ashlen's head was still sane facing his juniors.


Before reaching the city center, they rested on the edge of the island. Ashlen waits for Evander's hangover to diminish, so as to restore Candra. The wizard fainted like a dead man. It's hard to wake up. Perhaps the effect of fatigue, Candra's thin body sometimes makes Ashlen anxious too if he was blown by the wind.


The absence of Arion, resulting in the team being unable to eat. Remember the solidarity and loyalty taught at Maple Academy. Moreover, the allowance given by the school or what they have is completely useless in the current year. It seems right, the Headmaster is a very dedicated person, for example dedicated to training them to withstand hunger.


The sun is almost setting on the western horizon. They reached the center of the Light of City. The team mingled back in the crowd of the festival. Some times have to think again so as not to grab the food served with a scent that tickles the nose.


“If you don't remind me of that Werewolf, I've already eaten this time,” complained Evander.


“Patience in a moment. Once this is done, you can eat,” said Candra without turning to her friend. He was busy watching people. The hood of his robe was deliberately made to cover his blonde hair, as well as not wanting to make people pay attention to him.


“Shortly ... briefly .. briefly .... just continue to starve to death.”


 Ashlen's ability to get information is indeed worth a thumbs up, especially because Navarro's popularity as one of the talented Wisteria Academy students with a famous family background, makes it easier for them to dig up information. Although not uncommon, all three should search from one store to another along the city. People said, they saw the talented Warlock was enjoying a snack in one of the taverns in the corner of Light of City.


“When we meet with Navarro later, before we snatch the mirror from him, can we ask him to pay us some snacks?” evander said in the middle of their journey.


There was a sound coming from Candra. “Do you think Navarro will feed you for free? Don't fabricate. He must have beaten you up earlier than buying you food, ” he replied with a sarcasm.


“Have you guys.” Ashlen mediates their debate, then appoints someone whose whereabouts they seek. “As I expected, we are indeed lucky,” he said proudly.


Evander smiled as if. It was like seeing a snack amidst the hunger he suffered, that was how he looked at Navarro at the moment. Amorous.


Mission is over, time to eat, he thought. As soon as possible Evander wants to complete his mission today.


“Should we start now? I can't wait to eat.”


“Although your intentions are not true, but why not?” reply Candra responded.