7 Investigations (1/2)

In a courtyard outside of city limits was a small training field. Littered around it were barracks and target dummies. Villagers were peddling along the road bringing various good with them to the city.

From the city came various men and women wearing armors with a very small few dressed in gothic robes. They all seemed to be gathering at the courtyard. Many of the people seemed to be in their young adulthoods but not all of them were young. A few looked as though they had 1 foot in the grave.

One such person was a man in a chared black armor and tattered robes, he had graying facial hair that touched his arm and a bald head.

Next to him was a young man in blue cloud robes, his face was filled with solemn power as people parted from his advance.

”That's the third prince Han Yi! Why would he join the investigations team?” A young man in light armor mumbled.

Han Yi entered the courtyard and seated himself near a tree. The wind rustled the leaves as the shadows seemed to dance below him. The old man stood behind Han Yi not making a sound or a movement.

As the third prince sat in meditation, a woman dressed in an alluring black dress walked up to him with a demure expression.

”My dear prince, what are the duties that lured you here today?” She said with an enchanting voice.

Opening one eye the prince looked upon the beautiful visage of the woman in front of him. Her delightful curves well fitted by her tight dress. Yet his calmness never flitted for a moment as he looked towards the barracks.

From it emerged 12 men dressed in full black knight armor, each carrying a lance as they walked in a formation. Their carefully guided formation brought them in front of the group in moments as they stood stalwart and intimidating.

”You can ask the Assignment Officers over there.” The third prince said with a playful tone. The woman in front of him was known to play with weak-hearted men and he had no intentions of falling for it.

”Fine suit yourself.” She coyly said as she pouted her lips as she sat down near the prince. She looked up and stared at a figure that approached the courtyard.

He was a large and stalwart man who wore no shirt. His rippling muscles only partially obscured by the satchel for his greatsword on his back. His serious and calm gaze landed on the various warriors gathered in the courtyard and his intimidating presence scared people out of his way.

He made his way near the tree as he sat in front of Han Yi. He took a gourd from the satchel on his waist and put it in front on the ground in front of him.

Han Yi looked curiously at the gourd in front of him before he picked it up and turned it over. On it was a 9 pointed star with 9 different colors along the edges. With that sight, the prince's eyebrows furrowed in doubt.

”What happened to Gulan?” Han Yi asked inquisitively

”You can ask the man who turned in this gourd. He should be here soon.” The stalwart man said as he turned to the entrance into the courtyard.

Coming at that moment was a young man with cascading black hair dressed in black robes. Both his hands held a pink bamboo umbrella and his elegant steps attracted attention from the people within the courtyard.

”Robes?” One said confused

”Is he a foreigner?” A young woman said to her friends

”Wow, how elegant!” Another woman commented

Multiple people whispered among themselves, their soft voices were still heard by Ye Yuyan who stood unperturbed.

”It's him? Are you sure, Yunshi?” Han Yi asked without ever taking his gaze on Ye Yuyan.

Ye Yuyan's eyes flitted across the Third Prince when he noticed his gaze. Their glances met, the soft yet ethereal eyes of Ye Yuyan met the cold and domineering eyes of the Third Prince. The dichotomy of their characters on full display.

Ye Yuyan's mouth moved into a breezy smirk that soothed the senses with aesthetic beauty. Ye Yuyan's light steps lead him towards the prince.

”Is he a foreign guest of the prince?” Someone questioned from Ye Yuyan's motions.

But to their surprise, Ye Yuyan walked past the prince and laid back against the tree. He looked up at the sky with an almost childlike wonder. The prince, old man, warrior, and demoness' eyes gathered onto this young man.