Chapter 3
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Berg and his two lieutenants left Chris' quarters as he had a lot to think about.
But they too had a lot on their mind. Chris' appearance was just too sudden. Who was he? Where did he come from? Can he be trusted? Was this their chance to turns things around? They walked in silence on their way back, Titus was the first to break that silence.
"So what do you think, boss?" He asked.
"Well, he certainly seems like the real thing. You saw his fall from the sky right?" Said Berg.
Ferlin closed his eyes to remember the scene. "We did. There is no way he could have survived that without using magic. And there is no way for a normal human to use magic without an artifact, and he clearly had none. I can only conclude that he was sent by the Goddess."
"Huhu... The fall and everything that followed up was quite impressive." Joked Titus. He had exquisite eyes and didn't miss Chris' desperate rolls before he stopped.
Berg nodded. "That's right. And that white robe..."
"The royal garment..." Titus turned serious as he said this. "I thought it was lost in the capital."
"Actually, I heard it was grabbed by the previous prince as he fled the capital. How did Lord Chris get it? Did the Goddess give it to him?" Wondered Ferlin.
"Ha... Hahaha! If that's the case than the ex-prince must be pissed right now!" Laughed Titus, he nearly had tears in his eyes as he imagined the ex-prince's reaction. "Serves him right!"
Ferlin joined him. "Damn right! That father/son duo was really no good."
Berg displayed a weak smile, unlike the younger generations, he felt sorry for their previous king. He was thinking back to 20 years ago, the King was full energy back then. The army was well funded, trained and the kingdom was doing pretty well too. But as the years went by, the King realized an ugly truth: The Human Kingdom was just too small compared to its neighbors. They lacked precious resources and had no way to expand their territory. After all, those neighbors were either too powerful, or their lands were not fit for humans.
The kingdom's weakness meant that the King had to lower his head in disgrace, time and time again, to accept unreasonable demands from foreign diplomats to avoid destruction. Berg, as a general, was close to the King and he saw his spirit die a little every time this happened.
The King finally understood that there was nothing he could do to leave a glorious mark in the kingdom's history. His ambitions waned, his frustration grew, and he eventually gave up and stayed holed up in the comfort of the castle. And from there, a worthless son was raised by a frustrated father.
The army endured, but years of neglect took its toll and it was in no way ready for the Kunalls. Thus history was written.
'Sigh.'
"Well, that is all in the past." Said Berg. "It seems our Lord is not from this world. I am counting on you both to explain everything he needs to know from now on. We must not let him be embarrassed in front of his subjects!"
Titus and Ferlin both nodded.
"We do not know what kind of leader he is, so let's be careful to not displease him until we figure out his personality. But do not be too distant, serve him with an open mind, the Goddess certainly did not choose him randomly! He must be a sign of change for us!"Continued Berg.
"Right!" Said Ferlin.
Titus thought back to Chris' "entrance." His rolls, how he picked himself up quickly to pose, his interest in cute elves... "Huhuh... Well, it should be interesting at least."
"You heard the Lord's requests. We have things to prepare for tomorrow. Go!" Berg said as he left the two. He stopped only to add: "Oh and Titus, keep your nasty personality in check in front of the Lord!"
Titus looked in disbelief at Berg when he heard Ferlin. "Hahaha. Nasty personality... That's so fitting. No wonder your daughter is such a handful. Well, see you tomorrow, you little rascal!"
Titus sighed as he also left. "Who's the rascal? I just like to have fun, unlike a certain square head!"
He stopped by the barracks as he was cursing Ferlin. "You two. Go guard our Lord. Protect him at all cost and do not let anyone enter his sleeping area! I will send two other guards to replace you at midnight."
"Yes, sir!" The guards acknowledged their orders and left.
"And if he asks, tells him you were sent by the very caring Titus." He added.
"R-right..."
[Huhu. Is it me or things will go very well between the new Lord and me.] Thought a very pleased Titus.
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Berg and his two lieutenants left Chris' quarters as he had a lot to think about.
But they too had a lot on their mind. Chris' appearance was just too sudden. Who was he? Where did he come from? Can he be trusted? Was this their chance to turns things around? They walked in silence on their way back, Titus was the first to break that silence.
"So what do you think, boss?" He asked.
"Well, he certainly seems like the real thing. You saw his fall from the sky right?" Said Berg.
Ferlin closed his eyes to remember the scene. "We did. There is no way he could have survived that without using magic. And there is no way for a normal human to use magic without an artifact, and he clearly had none. I can only conclude that he was sent by the Goddess."
"Huhu... The fall and everything that followed up was quite impressive." Joked Titus. He had exquisite eyes and didn't miss Chris' desperate rolls before he stopped.
Berg nodded. "That's right. And that white robe..."
"The royal garment..." Titus turned serious as he said this. "I thought it was lost in the capital."
"Actually, I heard it was grabbed by the previous prince as he fled the capital. How did Lord Chris get it? Did the Goddess give it to him?" Wondered Ferlin.
"Ha... Hahaha! If that's the case than the ex-prince must be pissed right now!" Laughed Titus, he nearly had tears in his eyes as he imagined the ex-prince's reaction. "Serves him right!"
Ferlin joined him. "Damn right! That father/son duo was really no good."
Berg displayed a weak smile, unlike the younger generations, he felt sorry for their previous king. He was thinking back to 20 years ago, the King was full energy back then. The army was well funded, trained and the kingdom was doing pretty well too. But as the years went by, the King realized an ugly truth: The Human Kingdom was just too small compared to its neighbors. They lacked precious resources and had no way to expand their territory. After all, those neighbors were either too powerful, or their lands were not fit for humans.
The kingdom's weakness meant that the King had to lower his head in disgrace, time and time again, to accept unreasonable demands from foreign diplomats to avoid destruction. Berg, as a general, was close to the King and he saw his spirit die a little every time this happened.
The King finally understood that there was nothing he could do to leave a glorious mark in the kingdom's history. His ambitions waned, his frustration grew, and he eventually gave up and stayed holed up in the comfort of the castle. And from there, a worthless son was raised by a frustrated father.
The army endured, but years of neglect took its toll and it was in no way ready for the Kunalls. Thus history was written.
'Sigh.'
"Well, that is all in the past." Said Berg. "It seems our Lord is not from this world. I am counting on you both to explain everything he needs to know from now on. We must not let him be embarrassed in front of his subjects!"
Titus and Ferlin both nodded.
"We do not know what kind of leader he is, so let's be careful to not displease him until we figure out his personality. But do not be too distant, serve him with an open mind, the Goddess certainly did not choose him randomly! He must be a sign of change for us!"Continued Berg.
"Right!" Said Ferlin.
Titus thought back to Chris' "entrance." His rolls, how he picked himself up quickly to pose, his interest in cute elves... "Huhuh... Well, it should be interesting at least."
"You heard the Lord's requests. We have things to prepare for tomorrow. Go!" Berg said as he left the two. He stopped only to add: "Oh and Titus, keep your nasty personality in check in front of the Lord!"
Titus looked in disbelief at Berg when he heard Ferlin. "Hahaha. Nasty personality... That's so fitting. No wonder your daughter is such a handful. Well, see you tomorrow, you little rascal!"
Titus sighed as he also left. "Who's the rascal? I just like to have fun, unlike a certain square head!"
He stopped by the barracks as he was cursing Ferlin. "You two. Go guard our Lord. Protect him at all cost and do not let anyone enter his sleeping area! I will send two other guards to replace you at midnight."
"Yes, sir!" The guards acknowledged their orders and left.
"And if he asks, tells him you were sent by the very caring Titus." He added.
"R-right..."
[Huhu. Is it me or things will go very well between the new Lord and me.] Thought a very pleased Titus.
Berg and his two lieutenants left Chris' quarters as he had a lot to think about.But they too had a lot on their mind. Chris' appearance was just too sudden. Who was he? Where did he come from? Can he be trusted? Was this their chance to turns things around? They walked in silence on their way back, Titus was the first to break that silence."So what do you think, boss?" He asked."Well, he certainly seems like the real thing. You saw his fall from the sky right?" Said Berg.Ferlin closed his eyes to remember the scene. "We did. There is no way he could have survived that without using magic. And there is no way for a normal human to use magic without an artifact, and he clearly had none. I can only conclude that he was sent by the Goddess.""Huhu... The fall and everything that followed up was quite impressive." Joked Titus. He had exquisite eyes and didn't miss Chris' desperate rolls before he stopped.Berg nodded. "That's right. And that white robe...""The royal garment..." Titus turned serious as he said this. "I thought it was lost in the capital.""Actually, I heard it was grabbed by the previous prince as he fled the capital. How did Lord Chris get it? Did the Goddess give it to him?" Wondered Ferlin."Ha... Hahaha! If that's the case than the ex-prince must be pissed right now!" Laughed Titus, he nearly had tears in his eyes as he imagined the ex-prince's reaction. "Serves him right!"Ferlin joined him. "Damn right! That father/son duo was really no good."Berg displayed a weak smile, unlike the younger generations, he felt sorry for their previous king. He was thinking back to 20 years ago, the King was full energy back then. The army was well funded, trained and the kingdom was doing pretty well too. But as the years went by, the King realized an ugly truth: The Human Kingdom was just too small compared to its neighbors. They lacked precious resources and had no way to expand their territory. After all, those neighbors were either too powerful, or their lands were not fit for humans.The kingdom's weakness meant that the King had to lower his head in disgrace, time and time again, to accept unreasonable demands from foreign diplomats to avoid destruction. Berg, as a general, was close to the King and he saw his spirit die a little every time this happened.The King finally understood that there was nothing he could do to leave a glorious mark in the kingdom's history. His ambitions waned, his frustration grew, and he eventually gave up and stayed holed up in the comfort of the castle. And from there, a worthless son was raised by a frustrated father.The army endured, but years of neglect took its toll and it was in no way ready for the Kunalls. Thus history was written.'Sigh.'"Well, that is all in the past." Said Berg. "It seems our Lord is not from this world. I am counting on you both to explain everything he needs to know from now on. We must not let him be embarrassed in front of his subjects!"Titus and Ferlin both nodded."We do not know what kind of leader he is, so let's be careful to not displease him until we figure out his personality. But do not be too distant, serve him with an open mind, the Goddess certainly did not choose him randomly! He must be a sign of change for us!"Continued Berg."Right!" Said Ferlin.Titus thought back to Chris' "entrance." His rolls, how he picked himself up quickly to pose, his interest in cute elves... "Huhuh... Well, it should be interesting at least.""You heard the Lord's requests. We have things to prepare for tomorrow. Go!" Berg said as he left the two. He stopped only to add: "Oh and Titus, keep your nasty personality in check in front of the Lord!"Titus looked in disbelief at Berg when he heard Ferlin. "Hahaha. Nasty personality... That's so fitting. No wonder your daughter is such a handful. Well, see you tomorrow, you little rascal!"Titus sighed as he also left. "Who's the rascal? I just like to have fun, unlike a certain square head!"He stopped by the barracks as he was cursing Ferlin. "You two. Go guard our Lord. Protect him at all cost and do not let anyone enter his sleeping area! I will send two other guards to replace you at midnight.""Yes, sir!" The guards acknowledged their orders and left."And if he asks, tells him you were sent by the very caring Titus." He added."R-right..."Huhu. Is it me or things will go very well between the new Lord and me. Thought a very pleased Titus.
