Chapter 62 - 62. Putting On A Dramatic Act (1/2)
Prius tugged on my sleeve as he kneeled down on one knee and I followed suit. He was in a sort of posture that I find it really hard to adjust to. It is not I'm not accustomed to this type of bowing the knee or what you might call genuflection or something, but it seems quite rare since I had not been doing this gesture since I started transmigrating.
I just acted 'monkey see monkey do' type of actions because this is the first time I had to do this in front of royalty. Even to the Shogun Tokugawa Iemochi I just bow slightly while standing up.
”Hoho... The Lord of Keating is here and this is the Hero that had vanquished the Trolls and brought me the water from the Fountain of Youth, am I right?” the Ruler of Aermagh remarked in a booming voice. Since he regains his youth, he had exchanged his squeaky mickey mouse voice to a large booming and overwhelmingly loud authoritative voice instead.
”HERO... COME FORWARD so I could see your face.” his voice boomed again. As I stood up, one of the armoured plated guards came over and hit me behind my neck and told me to scoot myself forward. Haiya... I'm going to get my pants dirty if I scoot in that manner.
”GUARD...let him be. It is his first time here in this Court and being present in front of me...” his voice boomed once more as I slowly picked myself up and walked in a hunched manner as I brought myself forward and then bowed to my knee once more.
”LOOK UP... I want to see your face and remove that hood of yours. This is NO PLACE for hoods...” his voice seems a bit crackled when I was at that distance and when k looked up, I saw there's a small Mike bear his collar that picked up and amplify his voice through several speakers behind and above him...” Ooooo... That's how he got his booming voice...” I thought to myself as I slowly removed my hood, ruffled my hair a bit and smoothen it as I raised my head to look at the Ruler.
If I am a woman, I would be captivated by his sharp figures as if he was chiselled out from a piece of marble stone. His features were sharp, sharp eyes, sharp nose and his gaze were so sharp that it could cut down any person with his gaze... That's the definition of sharp to me.
”HERO... Tell me your name.” the Ruler asked as he adjusted his butt on his cushioned throne. I was down in my knee so close to him that I was literally near his feet at the throne and I had to raise my head up high just to be glared by the spotlight that was behind him, creating a kind of halo of holiness around him.
Halo of holiness my ass...
”My name is Audemars Macleod, Your Majesty. I am just a travelling tradesman and I happen to be in Ingmery to set up my trade. Here's a little something for you, Your Majesty.” I said as I swiped my cloak aside and the armoured plated guards suddenly stormed at me with their spears, as though I was going to brandish a weapon and harm their handsome, young Ruler.
Seeing those spears aimed at me, I gave a grown look at the armoured plate guards as I slowly reach into my storage bag and produced the wicker basket that I had filled with some shampoo, toothpaste and a few hibiscus twigs.
An armoured plated guard took it from me and instead of presenting it to his Ruler, he passed it to an old man in a mage's hat, all dressed in black, and he looked the part of Gandalf from LOTR. He looked at the contents in the basket and when he opened it and took a whiff, he was surprised as his cheeks and nose turned rosy all of a sudden.
”HERO... where did you get this product and why are these products have a sense of magic in it? Its a kind of magic...” said the mage who looked like Gandalf when suddenly the armoured plated guards broke into a song and dance. They started to snap their fingers through their armoured gloved and stomp Iron clad boots on the grounds as they sang.
(It's a kind of magic)
(It's a kind of magic)
(It's a kind of magic)
(It's a kind of magic)
One dream, one soul, one prize, one goal
One golden glance of what should be
(It's a kind of magic)
One shaft of light that shows the way