Chapter 81 - Volume 2
TL: Next update should be next weekend.
Chapter 25 – Home of the fairies
——————-Princess POV———————-
“This person is certainly audacious to call himself a member of the royal family.”
The princess lightly placed her fringe of silver hair to the back of her pointed ears with her fingers, then took the porcelain teacup and gently sipped from it, smiling.
“The king slumbers within the valley when the twin moons can be seen— What do you think of the riddle, Lord Oberbeck?” She mused for a while before asking.
“The majority of the noble families in our kingdom have their own secrets, and this is an undeniable fact. But Ebdon mentioned about the oath to the royal family. It’s likely that the treasure has to something to do with the royal family.” Oberbeck replied.
“I think it goes slightly more complicated than that, Lord Oberbeck. The Holy Oath might have something to do with the first king, Erik.”
Brendel did not notice anything unusual as he was handling Romaine’s strange questions.
“What’s this place Brendel?”
“Didn’t I tell you earlier? This place is the where the grave of the Holy Saint is.”
“But you didn’t mention where the grave is just now.”
Brendel’s headache grew a little. He turned his around to look for some help and saw Ciel with a serious expression.
[… Yeah right. He’s not going to be reliable at this moment. Urgh, never mind.]
He looked at Romaine again. She was filthy all over with mud as she sat proudly on the horse.
[This was something that can’t be helped… If she hadn’t stole a horse to learn how to ride on it, she wouldn’t become so dirty.]
When Brendel knew that this event happened a while ago, he was really scared as she might fallen and broke something. But when he ran up to her, he found that she had tied a robe to herself to the horse’s back firmly, running about with a puffed up chest.
He obviously pinched her ear and lectured her for a long time about the things that she could and could not do.
“The Grave of the Holy Saint is where the ancient kings and sages take their eternal rest. They used their spirits to make a new border, and named as the ‘Kingdom of Sanctuary’. where all their citizens would be blessed while any invaders would be trapped within forever.”
“Does that mean they are many places like this?” Romaine tilted her body towards the horse and looked at Brendel from the side.
“Naturally.”
Brendel took a deep breath to enjoy the air within this valley, and nearly choked with eyebrows nearly bundled together.
[This damn girl needs to go for a bath straight away after we’re out from danger. I can’t believe she can tolerate herself to be so dirty… Sometimes I really want to look inside her brain and what’s going on inside—]
“Are they all called Grave of the Holy Saint?”
The conversation between Romaine and Brendel had drawn the people around them a little closer. This place was filled with wonder and they wanted to listen to the youth’s explanation. The mercenaries were a little curious as to how Brendel know about it. Some of the more experienced members in their group had seen more than the common noble, but even so, they had never heard of the phrases that he explained to Romaine.
[I heard that this young man is a Highland Knight, but are they really so mysterious?]
Not only were the mercenaries puzzled, even Ciel felt a little strange. Even as a wizard’s apprentice, his knowledge regarding about this was limited. Even in the Black Tower, there were hardly a few wizards who are proficient in this matter, and certainly no more than five people.
[Where exactly does my master learn about all this information?]
Ciel did not voice out his questions. Anyone who was able to use the Cards of Fate was not someone simple.
Brendel shook his head when he heard Romaine’s question.
“They have their own names. Each grave has something to related with the person residing in it. This place which is filled with a strange fog that never seems to end, based on my knowledge, is called the ‘Home of the Fairies’…..”
“Home of the Fairies?”
“The King of Knights is one of the eleven ancient kings, a guardian of the human race even before the King of Flames, Gatel. The King of Knights made a promise with the Fairy Queen, and the queen allowed him to eat the Golden Apple to become king. After he died, his soul would return to this land and sleep there forever, and continue to uphold the promise—”
“This land is where chaos started. Time stops here during the night, and only when dawn breaks would time move again. Legend depicts that there is a Golden Apple Tree here in the center of the valley, where the Fairy Queen lives. If any common man sees her that she does not approve of, they will never be able to leave.”
A moment of silence happened, and Brendel turned his head to see why Romaine was quiet. She was looking at him with clear eyes.
“The Golden Apple?”
“What did you remember from the things I said? Only three words? The Golden Apple?” Brendel’s mood turned sour as he realized that Romaine did not pay attention.
Romaine nodded earnestly.
“Alright, I’m not going to talk about this anymore.” He was almost at a loss for words, but when he was preparing to lecture her about logic and reasoning, he suddenly stopped moving and looked to another direction.
Everyone turned their heads along with him to look at what Brendel was looking at.
A solitary tree in the distance.
[What… is that?]
Brendel was stunned.