Zeeta and the Wizarding World
Brothers and Daughters of Killers
Tellaura was holding Clarissa straight to the northeast, after being directed by a woman she knew was not human. On his way, he remembered the words of the nameless woman.
“This is magic that only I can do,” said Jeanne, “so I'll make sure you're safe until your village. Just follow my words, even if it sounds unreasonable in your ear. Understand?”
“U-uhm.” Tellaura nodded. “What is the absurdity of what should I do?” his inner.
“Once you get to the river, lie on it like you're sleeping as usual. Decide on your sister and do not let go.” Jeanne approached Tellaura, then wrote Rune Fehu and Algiz.
...(.(.Rune Algiz)...
...(.(.Rune Fehu's)...
“Even if I don't take you to the river, you will definitely reach it. My magic will help you.”
“Two letters written from his finger! W-what was that just now...?!” inner Tellaura who clucked in awe with eyes that sparkled when she saw the writing of “unik” written just like that through Jeanne's fingers. He wrote the two letters right in front of Tellaura. The unique writing according to the little girl is so stunning with a blue sparkle that is as colorful as her eyes.
Tellaura then gasped slightly as Jeanne held Clarissa in her arms. Not only that, he also extended his hand to Tellaura to hold her. “Come. I'll escort you out of this forest.”
Tellaura felt a warmth in her heart. “Thank you, oh Woman I Don't Know.” He took Jeanne's hand.
Hearing this, Jeanne smiled. “Sama-sama, Little Red-Haired Girl.”
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The brother who is still in his wounded condition, is very meritorious enough to continue to bring his brother who had been unconscious. With the help of the rune that Jeanne had written down, according to her, she seemed to be directed at the directions she had to take. Sometimes he had to pass through the weeds that reached his chest, sometimes through the cobblestone path, and sometimes he also had to pass through the steep road.
They came to the river after the brother walked for two more hours. His feet were so dark, so painful, and he wanted to cry at the same time, but somehow—dia believes that the magic written by the blonde woman on him makes her able to keep fighting harder. He did not understand at all that the rune written by Jeanne only gave the lucky effect of—Fehu; the safety of travel and also gave direction assistance to the desired destination—Algiz.
The two reached the expanse of grass accompanied by a beautiful number of flower beds that were budding. Behind the buds of the flowers, there are fireflies that are still in short life activities.
Relieved to be able to get this far, Tellaura put Clarissa on the ground. “I can't believe this...,” murmured, “I can really get to the river. I guess I was just fooled. because we didn't get here...!
“But..!” tears began to bathe in Tellaura's eyes. “Thank God.... Thank goodness we got this far!
“Thank you... Thank you for helping me!”
Suddenly, because of his exhaustion, the older brother who was tired of walking finally lost his strength and fell flat on his back near his sister. He stared at the beautiful night sky like a tapestry decorated with sparkling jewels. Again, tears filled his eyes. He immediately bluffed his teeth. “Create yourself, Laura! This is not the time for you to cry, and you have no time to do it!” he then wakes up to wake his sister.
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After Clarissa woke up and got a little information about where they were now, she saw the hands, the bruises that were still left on her brother's body, as well as the blood that had dried on her hands. Instantly the sister recalled the incident when she woke up a moment— where she heard her brother telling her not to see what was going on.
“My. Listen to me,” said Tellaura, who hid a hand full of blood behind her body—though it was too late. “In this world, you only have me, and I only have you. Even though you've always troubled me, you're my sister, who I'll always protect.
“Understanding?” Tellaura ended her speech with a forced smile.
Clarissa who actually understood what her brother had experienced fell silent for a moment. “No.”
A completely unexpected answer would be heard by the figure he had so far protected until he went through all the painful events for him, making the brother drop his chin with wide eyes. “Eh...? Dik..., what did you say?”
“I said ... I don't want to!”
“Ke-why...?!” tellaura's hands started shaking.
“No want ya don't want!”
“Tsk..” The sister feels it is enough with all this “lejoke”.
Tellaura who kept her head down and was silent long enough to once again, left Clarissa confused. “Kakak..?”
Suddenly....
“WHY HAVE YOU NEVER LISTENED TO MY WORDS?!” Tellaura slammed her sister to the ground with a push on her shoulder. “See this hand?! See how broken this hand is!?
“I did this for you!
“To protect you!
“Dad and mom are dead, Risa! If you're not there for me, then why would I build—uggghhh..!” Tellaura crying. He no longer has the power to hold everything from within himself. He also could not reveal as dirty as what he did just to save his sister. He cannot and cannot do it.
Although she has been slammed by her own brother, Clarissa does not dispute it. He actually hugged his brother who was still rushing with his cry in his arms. “Basic This Brother...,” said, “I mean... I don't want only Big Brother to protect me, therefore I will also protect you, hehe!” Clarissa showed a happy smile. It struck the heart and head of the brother.
“I...” Clarissa continued, “heard the gist of the conversation between you and the black-haired man, so you don't have to tell it anymore.
“We may be the descendants of monsters, we might as well INDEED be monsters, but....
“Kakak... I'm sure, we must be strong if we continue together!”
“Damn it! You are such a troublesome little sister!” Tellaura hugged Clarissa tightly. Their position has not changed.
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After that, the pair of brothers went home with crazy methods. His return to their home village, unfortunately not so welcomed by the residents. Indeed, as she said, Tellaura was sure that the blonde woman who had helped her, really held her words. No matter how difficult their lives were in the village, the woman never came to their aid. Not that he hoped, but that doesn't mean he didn't want his help.
Because it's....
For a dozen years after living a kara with his sister, the only figure he knew would help without any merit for them was just the woman.
However, he did not think a single shred of what happened after he left the Southern Flare....
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Puddles of blood that have dried up and fused into land and buildings make people who investigate “the slums of” must withstand disgust, nausea, and a sense of reluctance to continue to be in the same place. The condition of the people in the entire area was exhausted unceasingly with the condition of being scattered as if they were exploding over something.
The only explosive material they have is a red kirmizi— crystal decoration stone which becomes the —recognition sign“ the nobles. However, the crystal can only explode with very high heat. And even if it explodes, it will certainly blow up the buildings of the poor people who are far from the word sturdy.
Those investigating brought the report to a Princess with the title of Sixth Southern Flare. “Only a child survived, you say?” the Princess asked, “then, did you find any trace of Sephiroth's sister?”
“Everything covered with blood...? Hard to believe!”
“Ka-we dare to swear, it's really real, Princess!”
“Tak why. Don't panic so, Luka.”
The investigator was quite surprised to hear that.
“Hmm? Did I say something weird? Did I say your name wrong?”
“Ti-no! Absolutely not true—ma-I mean you did not mispronounce my name, Princess!”
“Return your breath. I can't hear your report very well when you're gasping so.”
Luka The Investigator smiled and then adjusted his breathing. “I'll report everything you want to know, if I find out, Princess!”
“Good.
“Where is that little survivor? Have my ayunda and brother laid eyes on her?”
“So far no, Princess. As always, they are fixated on the changes of this country.”
“Change ... kah?” Sixth Princess it—Corynna—remembering her first sister's greeting. “A change will not be present if they forget a small figure like him.
“Bring me where he is.”
“Ta-but, Princess, she is in the dungeon that—“
“UNDERGROUND PRISON?!” Corynna immediately heard the emotion. “Don't you know I hate that so much?! You moved under my name, then why was he taken to such a place?! Take care of him immediately, and if the healer rejects him, just say I command you!”
“Si-ready, Princess!”
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After waiting for a few hours, Corynna was finally able to face Hilma. After having a bitter experience with Olav and Sephiroth, Hilma growled with a very deep look of resentment at the sixth princess.
“That eye...,” said Corynna, “you do know my brothers, yes?”
Hilma who conditioned her mouth, hands, and feet was tied by a cloth on a chair, wriggling to keep fighting. But, baby, he lost strongly.
“Who is his name, Luka?” corynna asked, accompanied by Luka alone in the treatment room.
“Sorry Princess, we can't dig it.”
“So.”
“Then, Brother, do you hate me?”
A sharp look was given by Hilma. His eyes are even visible.
“Do you hate this rotten kingdom?”
Hilma growling. The two adults in front of him were startled by the start of tearing the rope that tied his hand.
As if not at all shrunk by “ancaman”, Corynna actually smiled. “Alright, then from now on you will be my servant.”
“Pu-Princess Corynna?! A-are you serious?!”
“My father and father want to change this kingdom in their own way. But this kingdom cannot be changed if its people do not change. The ring of hatred will continue to be attached to the same lineage and to the same line of people.
“That child will be a traitor who will be wasted by the kingdom and I will be the dumbest and most moral daughter of the kingdom.” Corynna grinning. “Luka, do you still want to work under my name?
“I cannot promise you wealth, the certainty of your family's life, or even promise you a place to live.
“But I can promise you to uncover the truth of the world, through this little boy.”
The black-skinned and curly-haired wound frowned. “Sorry if I'm presumptuous, Princess, but in your eyes, what exactly is the value of this child.?”.
“You didn't realize it, Chief Investigator?
“This child witnessed the truth about the older brother of Sephiroth and the older brother of Olav. My brothers and sisters say that Olav's brother is dead, while Sephiroth's brother will no longer return to the kingdom.
“If this child witnesses everything, then it is likely that he knows a small part of what my three brothers already know. And surely, from his fiery eyes, he had a very great grudge that could not be extinguished if the grudge was not completed.
“The revenge must be related to the royal lord—my own family. Although I am a member, but I was never given permission to know.
“Do you know why, Luka?”
Wound shaking.
“That's because I have ambitions.
“Ambition to tear down this stupid throne. No matter how long and lame it must be, I want to tear down this already too rotten Southern Flare!
“And I'm sure ... the way it's stored behind the hot embers of this boy's vengeful fire.”
“Ta-but .. how when it—“
“Meleset?”
The silent wound of a thousand languages. Corynna guessed it.
“If I miss, then my ambition will be passed on to someone else who will have it later, Luka.
“I'm not afraid if I die in my own family's hands, because basically, I know I'm outside their circle. Therefore, I did everything I could to pursue the circle.
“I am more afraid if this child is increasingly damaged by the guise of nobles who oppress their own people in the name of royal justice.
“Dik, if those eyes see me as a threat Corynna took the scalpel and cut the cloth that bound Hilma's hand. He then thrust the handle of the scalpel at Hilma. “You can split my veins right now.”
“Pu-Princess Corynna?! What did you just say?!” Panic wounds are too hot.
Hilma took off the cloth that covered her mouth. “I am a hit man. Pay me for your every wish, Corynna.”
Corynna smile. “Fufu. Agree.”