Zeeta and the Wizarding World
Seiryuu and his Support
This is the story of when Vanadust has been fired and the world is in preparation. Meanwhile, in the eastern part of the world....
[Seiryuu Empire.].
The empire has been in turmoil since the Zeeta Alter attack. Not only did they lose a huge death toll, they also lost their emperor, Zero Akihiro. An emperor who had been in power for decades and had guided his empire became extremely powerful in terms of strength.
At least, until they confronted Aurora....
This empire now had to deal with a very large number of problems. People who have lost their homes, lost their families, their jobs, until the famine. The expanse of flowers from Vanadust did beautify and strengthen the Earth, but it did not satiate the bowels of many people in this empire.
Thus, as the legitimate successor and only candidate of the emperor, Arata Akihiro inevitably had to be able to resolve all these problems completely.
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"Hurry to open the palace!" people's Jerrit A.
"You still have leftovers, don't you?!" people's screams B, "then instead of hiding from that day, give us the food!"
Almost hundreds of Seiryuu people swarmed the palace filled with Dragon ornaments in various corners. Their faces were wrinkled, their bodies were thin, their eyes were red. They're already on the threshold.
"I told you, I can do something about this situation if you open this cage." Arata. He was upside down three hundred and sixty degrees in a human cage suspended above one corner of the palace ceiling.
"Shut your mouth!" exclaims People C, "because of you, the empire is like this!"
"Let's open the palace!" sahut Rakyat D.
"YESY!!" answer the others simultaneously.
With the power of ki, they immediately forcibly broke down the tightly locked giant door in front of him.
"Heah.... It's free...."
'DRAKKK!'
The palace doors were broken, but what they found was....
"Rubbish?! How can...?!" people are surprised not to play.
"During this time Seiryuu was only moved by the Emperor and Carlou. Since my mom died, you guys really don't know anything, huh?
"I don't blame you guys for wanting to blame me, but I can still do something and fix all this.
"The power of this monster that you are so afraid of .. now is the time to be utilized. That?"
"Imust be!" People C still have a denial. "You are not a witch like those from the Nebula and Aurora kingdoms. Where maybe you can do something—"
"Ah, that's enough. Just kill me now, then go somewhere else. That's not what you want?
"If you can, just kill me, Miss Riruko."
People's C—Riruko—serken.
"All of you present here must also feel it. Those of you who have been trained hard by Carlou and his minions can definitely find out.
"About my ki on that flower bed."
People soon pensive.
"Carlou's grandparents have now been finished off by my brother, but he has now gone to another part of the world and left me alone here. If she, the princess you've trusted for a dozen years, was so sure that I wasn't able to deal with this situation, she would have dragged me along with her."
"What can you do in your condition like this?" riruko asked, "when you could easily be caught and arrested so.... Don't talk so good!"
"Oh? Does that mean you're asking for evidence from me? Alright."
'BRANGG!!'
Arata managed to easily break away from the iron cage. It then stands on the ruins of a giant door. "The number of survivors since the disaster a few days ago is about three hundred heads of families. Logically, overcoming hunger for that much stomach is impossible.
"If our fields, farms, plantations, and water sources are not destroyed by past battles, we all know that even though hearts are sliced by the families who have left us, we can still get through them.
"However, even if you search the palace's basement, you won't find any food. Knowing that Carlou and my father were dead, their minions immediately defected and destroyed all the supplies the palace had. That's why my sister can't control her emotions anymore and kills them so they can't be left."
"W-what...?"
"Remember. We all have ki. Overcoming a collapsed building is not a big deal for us. We still have the next generation that must be fought so that later we do not experience this.
"I did say I could do something about this situation, but I couldn't do it alone. I am not my tyrannical father and want everything done on his orders.
"I need your help, not for myself, but for the future of all of us. Will you help me?"
Arata bent his back ninety degrees. The people are still shrouded in deep doubt. Arata was a crown prince, yet they knew that the emperor, his father, had used him as the subject of the first and most trials. Out of the many trials, eighty percent of them were always successful. There are no side effects that affect your age, health, or appearance. Therefore, he was feared by his own people and dubbed as a monster.
Those who are present with him today are those who were not present in the palace courtyard during the Zeeta Alter execution event, as a form of arrogance to the power they have. Unfortunately, the event ended in a bad accident. They did not witness what really happened, but they were sure that it had everything to do with Arata. Arata understood and this was nothing new to him.
No one wants to welcome the heartfelt request of a crown prince, until....
"Excuse me, please let me through." A man's voice sounded from behind the crowd. When he made it out, he immediately said, "I will help you with pleasure, Arata!"
Arata smiled and immediately saw who the identity of the voice was. He immediately nodded without letting go of his smile. "Pa-Pak Master Saitou!?"
"Geez, do you still remember me?" the owner of the voice smiled widely.
"of course! Those glasses, your half bald hair, your mustache too! Nice to see you again, Master!"
"Yes, me too, Arata."
They both shake hands. Riruko who saw him could not believe it. Of course he knew who Saitou was. Likewise with other people. Although his appearance is just like a middle-aged om-om that is not at all popular among women, it is actually the opposite.
Saitou—Kirisaki Saitou— is a martial master who is the reference of all the owners of ki power. The man now wears a white T-shirt lined with a Hawaiian-themed shirt and similar shorts.
"E-hem." Saitou. "It's a shame for me, but on that day I couldn't do anything. As you can see for yourself, my legs are like this." Everyone could see his left leg bandaged to his knee. "My feet were crushed by the ruins carried away by the sudden flow of water that came and swept us—the victims and survived—until it ended like that." Saitou pointed to the pile of ruins behind them that resembled a mountain.
"Being in the middle of a corpse, being in the middle of the ruins, was my first experience. To be honest, I was already drowning in despair. But with these eyes I saw it for myself. How does Arata Akihiro, Crown Prince Seiryuu, make every effort to save us.
"I also watched how he had te—"
"Sir Master," Arata said, "I'm sorry, we don't have time for that. They were all starving and the children were waiting for them. If we don't get it right away...."
"A-ah, okay. You're absolutely right. I'm sorry too.
"Everything, the point is, what I'm trying to say is....
"WE ARE THE STRONG SEIRYUU! SUCH THINGS ALONE CANNOT DESTROY US!
"I WILL BE WITH ARATA AKIHIRO AND REBUILD THIS EMPIRE FOR THE BETTER!"
Arata smiled then lowered his back ninety degrees. "Thank you very much, Master!" then he went back straight. "I beg you, even if you don't want to help us though, but at least make this palace courtyard your temporary resting place.
"I will go to the place I know it with Mr. Master Saitou and bring as much of our food supplies as possible for a while."
They then entered the palace. Saitou himself did not limp, but he used his ki to hover slightly above the ground.
The people looked at each other, while Riruko herself was upset about something. He was grinding his teeth.
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"I'm sorry I cut off your words, Master," Arata said as they continued to walk into the depths of the palace.
"Uhm. I'm also the one who's clumsy for not being aware of your situation."
"You know that?"
"Yes, like I said. A Dragon from thousands of years ago helped you, didn't it?"
"Uh." Arata nodded. "This place we're going to has something to do with him, so I want you to keep it a secret about this no matter what. Man ... is a stupid creature, you see."
"Yes, I pa—"
"WAIT!"
The two men stopped, then looked at the source of the voice. "Ri-riruko?" Arata. "What's wrong?"
With a deliberately stomped step, Riruko approached Arata. "You remember my name, but you didn't ask me for help?! You completely forgot about me, didn't you, Acchan!?"