27 Witch of Fortune (1/2)
At the bottom of a mountain in the desolate range was a little town with walls spanning all around it. Sitting at the top of the ramparts was an old man in a bartender suit, he had wizened hairs and a touch of gray in his beard.
The older gentleman had a sword by his waist as he kept watch on the horizon. His attention was captured as a caravan of people swayed with the sunlight in the horizon. His originally nonchalant expression changed as he jumped transforming into a pillar of light zooming through the sky.
His form stretched past the horizon as he flew down in front of the incoming caravan like heavenly judgment. His body shined with various motes of light that swirled distorting various parts of his body.
”Halt! Who goes here?” He roared with a distorted and almost demonic voice.
At the front of the caravan was a golden embroidered litter with four swords as the rods. Each side of the litter had a different color. Holding each rod was a different person they each stood by the four colors, blue, red, green, and black.
Holding the blue sword at the end was a young woman in blue robes, holding the red sword was a young man in red robes, with the green sword was a younger boy who's green robes were larger than his body, and last was the black sword at the front which was held by a burly strong man.
Behind them were various smaller caravans with horses guiding them, and inside were various supplies and warriors clad in knight's armor.
The four swordsmen stopped and focused their attention on the distorted man. Each of them held the sword on the litter tightly ready to withdraw it in one swift motion.
'The four cardinal swords!' The distorted man thought as his heart was gripped with sudden realization. He dispelled the light distortion around him and went onto the ground with one knee cupping his fist up towards the litter.
”Witch of Fortune, I apologize for not realizing it was you earlier.” He said in a calm and amicable tone as his eyes looked towards the ground. The four swordsmen removed their sword swiftly and sheathed them on their backs.
The four sides of the litter fell down at the same moment that the swords were pulled out, revealing a young woman in a white gown. Her gown had 9 different swords on the hems that shined with different colors. Her eyes shined resplendently radiating youth and femininity.
”Sir Su Yan, I hold no grudges. This visit must have been a surprise afterall.” She chuckled genially radiating warmth and charm.
”Thank you, Madam. May I ask as to why this visit is happening?” Su Yan probed anxiously.
”No big matter at all, I just have a few questions.” She said nonchalantly as she looked over her caravan.
Turning back to Su Yan she sprouted a demure expression and glistening smile and said: ”First though if you wouldn't mind helping my people settle in.”
Su Yan couldn't help but sigh and wryly smile, the village had been getting a lot of visits lately. Previously it was a group of the Third Prince, now the Princess of Fortune or as she was better-known Witch of Fortune Emily had shown up.
The lower part of his body transformed into motes of light and his form started to float. Behind him manifested a young man dressed in heavy armor with a sun at the center. He flew above the caravan guiding them through the remaining swath of land.
After a few hours they reached the village, and Su Yan entered into the village opening the door. At the top of the ramparts, his father sat anxiously until he saw Su Yan return.
”Son, what happened?” He said anxiously as he looked at the people entering the gates.
”Nothing too important Elder Yan.” An ethereal voice said as it faded into the wind. Elder Yan's face turned into as pale as paper, the moment Emily's form appeared atop the rampart wall.
”My Lady!” He said saluting her instantly with zeal.
”Father, go guide the Four Cardinals to the mansion.” Su Yan said commandingly to his father, who instantly stood straight like an arrow and jumped off the ramparts to the caravan.
Su Yan turned back to the princess, she kept a demure and teasing smile on her lips the whole time. The realization of which made Su Yan's heart cold, this woman was far more terrifying than she seemed.
She's called the Witch of Fortune because she was known for changing the fortunes of war. The Verulyim kingdom was once in a fight against a forming beast clan. The clan had a beast that reached manifesting laws.
He terrorized the troops sent by the Verulyim kingdom and ruled the battlefield. Until the Princess was sent out, she outsmarted him on the battlefield easily. Drawing his rage with his constant failures he attacked her where she had prepared a trap.
That day she slew a peak rank 5 expert with only the cultivation of a rank 4 expert and a trap which weakened him. She had done something that had never happened before in history and established herself as the witch of fortune.