Chapter 5 - Back to Eleseiya (1) (1/2)

”Your Highness, the prince is safe. Royal Servant Siwaliw found him beneath a cliff.” A eunuch bowed before a golden carriage where a huge old man wearing a golden crown, anxiously sitting inside.

”But he suffered from several bruises on his lower back. But rest ȧssured Your Highness, it wasn't fatal. Royal Servant Paluti is healing him now.”

”That's enough.” An enfeebled voice crawled towards the servant, but it gave him an endless nightmare as though it would hunt him every night.

”Yes, Y-your Highness.” The servant quickly bowed then hurriedly left the carriage. He wouldn't dare staying for too long. He was too scared of that old man… King Nāga. This king was already in the mezzanine level between High and Legend Tier, no wonder his servant was too scared of him.

Actually there were five levels that a warrior could ascend to which starts from low, then mid, high, legend and finally god tier stage. These could be achieved through trainings, cultivation or even through high grade elixirs.

The blanched visage of the old man only tells that he's already past senior! A year would be considered too long for him to stay in his throne. But who would ascend… his crippled son?

His face grew even more anxious.

”WOAHH!!!!” A distant scream sank the whole area and the regal king couldn't help but peered on his window. His eyes quivered as he saw his son capriciously yelling with excitement.

”WOHOHOHO! Again! Do it again! WOHOHO!!!” Ziro's eyes sparkled thousand rainbows as she was flabbergasted when Paluti healed her wounds in an instant. Although she already saw this from Ziro's memory, it was still breathtaking in front of her eyes. Of course she'll be like this! She was from the world where magics were inexistent!

”Er…” Paluti was taken aback by how the 'Prince' just reacted.

'Why does Our Highness so amazed? He already saw this many times now. ' He just simply gazed at Siwaliw composedly standing beside him.

'Did he hit his head? He looked even dumber than before. What would be a dragon prince who's not only a cripple but also an idiot?'

'Shut your trap. Just do as he says.' Siwaliw immediately glared his silver eyebrows.

Paluti couldn't help but made an abrupt sigh.

'I really hope his okay or the king might kill me.' He brought back his eyes to the 'young man' only to see 'him' raising 'his' hand with excitement while 'his' gaping mouth already slicked with saliva as though the 'young prince' was already a hungry horse.

'I will really die. The young prince had gone crazy!'

He was actually because the Royal Servant served as cleric for the young prince; a second lineage in the bloodline of angels. Above his peacock colored robe was his long silver hair same as with Siwaliw.

With his downed eyes, he slowly lifted his palm as it face 'Prince' Ziro.

”Heal.” He quickly murmured. Then a sudden green light encircled Ziro's whole body.