6.1 Her Soul

In the deepest part of a forest, can be found a lake. A beautiful,clean, and clear lake reflecting the Heilig Star above. Almost at the center of the lake is a silver white pavillion, where table and chairs was set. Ready for the people to come.

"Oh my, it seems we are the first one to arrive this time, father!" said a child as they stepped inside the pavillion. Her pointy ears and white hair was standing out in contrast to her dark green clothing. The one whom she's referring as father also have a a white hair and pointy ears. He looks like a handsome young man, but there's an aura of ancientness to him as he stood north facing the reflection of Heilig star to the lake. Both of them are being identifying from the Elf race.

"They are close." Said the older Elf as he bowed his head towards the star. The younger elf just shrugged and started to walk outside the pavillion. Before she can take her final step outside a young boy got in front of her.

"Nice to see you, Miss Fawn.." A little man with long black hair with streaks of red hair greeted her. The Pair of shiny fiery red eyes looked at the elf shyly with his cheeks blushing. The younger elf, Fawn, smiled at him and then pinched his cheeks.

"Drache! You cute lizard! Why is your cheeks still chubby despite a decade has passed since I last saw you!" Dawn kept pinching Drache's cheeks. The young man just stand there taking the pinch and blushing more as he look at the young elf.

The peaceful lake was suddenly disrupted by strony gales coming from huge red wings of a dragon. The dragon with red scales and eyes like a blazing fire was then covered with white light and a little later, the dragon disappeared and a woman with short black hair with red streaks emerge. She was a bit tan, but her skin is devoid of any scars nor blemishes. Her red traditional kimono looking dress flutters as she decend to the pavillion.

"Pyr." The Older Elf greeted as he offered up tea he brought out and prepared in the table.

"Frendel Albus. Still an elf of few words my friend." Pyr said to the Older Elf, Frendel, as she sat down to the left side of the table.

"Hi! Miss Pyr!" Said Fawn as she's still holding on to Drache's cheek. Pyr smiled at her.

"Can you take my dearest son to look around?" Asked Pyr to Fawn. Where she just nodded and went away with Drache.

"Fawn is turning out to be like her mother. So jolly and full of energy. Don't you agree?" Pyr commented as she watch Fawn leave with her son.

"Hmm." Frendel just nodded. Pyr looked at Frendel before sighing and taking out a bag full of gold coins.

"I lost." Pyr rolled her eyes as she putted the bat down the table.

"Thank you~!" A short guy, rather a dwarf with brown pointy hat and armor around him, came out from behind a pillar and took the bag from Pyr.

"How can you not talk more after me saying anything about your daughter, Frendel! She's your daughter! You should talk about her more!" Pyr said and took out a porcelain gourd and a cup. She poured up a wine coming from the gourd and drink it in one go.

"Hahaha! You knew how he is. Ever since then, he have only spoken 3 to 4 words. It's a blessing when he does speak lengthy words, but since we're on a bet. It was a fortune for me for him not to speak." The dwarf grinned before facing north, where the reflection of Heilig Star can be found, then he give a respectful bow before sitting to right side of the table.

"That aside, Tweorg. You didn't brought anyone along?" Ask Pyr as she offered a cup of wine from her gourd. Tweorg gratefully accepted the wine and drank it. The coldness and sweetness of the wine went down to his throat as he drinks. It was a powerful yet sweet tasting wine.

"Your kingdoms' wine sure is great! It's been awhile since I have tasted it." Tweorg said as he handed the empty cup, back to Pyr.

"It does seem like it. Especially with all the exchange of weapons and goods going on with the dwarves and humans." Pyr remarked. Which made Tweorg sigh. Frendel looked up to see a man with long kept black hair, with pupils that are like the manifestation of darkness. His black robe with an elegant embroidery in the color of purple flows as his black devilish wings fold to his back.

"Yfel." The person who just arrived smiled at the three and sat at the chair in front of Frendel.

With the four of them being complete in the pavilion. It cause an influx of power and a barrier was set outside the pavilion.

"My apologies for being late." Yfel said to the three. Twoerg was the one to offer a cup to Yfel.

"No worries, Yfel. We just arrived not later than you are." Tweorg said as he drinks a cup of wine.

"Yeah. This is just us meeting up so we can all go to the banquet together." Pyr added and smiled. Which Frendel nodded as an agreement.

"I thank you then." Yfel smiled. He looked at the reflection of the Heilig Star.

"I heard what you're talking about earlier. It seems that the humans have been needing a lot of weapons. I must say that this is partly my negligence. The monsters in our borders have been crossing cities and now to humans. This is truly my fault.." The Royal demeanor of Yfel was gone when he started talking to his peers.

The four of them was non-other than the four rulers from the four different continent. Elf King Frendel Albus is the ruler of Nerteros Continent, land of Elven race. The Dragon King, Pyr Derkestha is the ruler of Heos Continent, land of Dragon Race. The Drawf King Tweorg Tatum is the ruler of Vesper Continent, land of dwarves. Then lastly, the ruler of the Sūth Continent, land of the devils, is where Yfel Nero Verbeck rules as demon King

"This is not your fault. It has been thousand of years since the Heilig Star was centered in the Sacreforis. This all are not a coincidence. We have been given hints three years ago when the Heilig Star illuminated somewhere." It was Elf King Frendel who spoke. It maybe rare for him to speak in a casual manner, but he does speak long sentences when it was serious and needs his attention.

"That is true. Plus there are a significant raise in others strength." Pyr said as she thinks about something that is happening to their place.

"It might be that the peace we have been given is coming to an end." The Demon King said as he looked at the scar on his palm. The Dwarve King saw it and couldn't help not to be astonished.

"You.. why is your wound like that?" Tweorg asked full of astonishment. The two other kings saw it too and was surprised as well. The Demons or Devils are known for their fast regenerative body. Wounds inflicted to them only takes second to heal if not serious. The Demon King was about to answer when the two children earlier came running.

"Father help! Help us!" Frendel heard her daughter's frantic voice and he immediately turned around to see her child wounded, but not as much as the kid they are both carrying.

"This kid.. we were surrounded by some black creatures. We don't know what it is, we fought with it and when we're about to get hurt this kid came out and helped us. But it seems she have been fighting even before and fatigue came to her and... and she casted a magic that.. defeated all those creatures.. then she fainted.. b-but" Drache and Fawn started crying. Pyr went to check the kid and when she touched her she was immediately shocked.

"Her soul is..."

"MASTER!"