1 Chapter 1 The Meeting

It was a clear and sunny day in village of Gileon. A Far away Village on the countryside, it is a very peaceful and warm village. It was supposed to be peaceful today but.....

"ZAIM!!!!! GET YOUR MADAFAKIN' ASS HERE!!!"

A voice shouted by a Girl who has black flowing hair about shoulder in length, her skin is fair, she seems to wear a purple robe and brown boots. Her name is Lean McDowel, a 16 year old Girl who is 144 centimetres Tall due to a genetic Disease that won't let her grow taller. She is often teased by her friend due to this.

"No way little angry Loli!"

The boy with brown hair Temple fade hair style, wearing a red shirt, brown shorts, a pair of adventuring boots and sword on his back was running away from Lean. This Boy is Zaim Willowbrook, Lean's friend who often teased her due to her height. Zaim's Height is 172 centimeters tall.

"If i ever catch you I'll send your soul to the shadow realm!!!!!" Lean angrily said

"As if your tiny legs can catch me shorty!"

Zaim teased

"Stop teasing me because I'm short!" Lean says waving her arms angrily

"You call it short, but I call it down-to-earth."

Zaim said

And this is how he Fu*ked up badly as Lean raised her hands and cast a spell.

"Fric Zat mada faka up! augue!"

She Created a baseball shaped fireball and throw it at Zaim.

"Did you just really messed up the chant and expect me that was a fire spell you Loli bit-"

Before Zaim could say anything more, the fireball moved Fast towards and was already closed to him

"Ah- I'm gonna die"

Zaim said

"Sikeeee!!!!!!"

He says as he grabbed the sword from his back and sliced the fireball. With a smirk but his smirk fades as he saw Lean grin menacingly.

Zaim turned and realized he was trapped into a wall, this was all planed by Lean at the start. His swordsmanship is still at intermediate level but there's no way he could fight a mage like Lean who is a genius at spell casting and strategy.

"W-wait! Lean I'm sorry! Please spare me! I take back what i said! Please spare me!"

Zaim said beginning for his life.

Lean, with a menacingly angry smile looked at Zaim.

"Oh? You should've have said that moments ago you stupid ass swordsman. Now hand over that potion bottle, that's my project to Professor Harold. But if i see a crack on it, I'll Tie you up and roast you on fire!"

She said angrily to Zaim

Zaim who hurriedly looked at his pocket before he realizes it had a hole and the bottle was rolling down the uneven road.

Both Zaim and Lean Screamed in shock while shaking like a jellyfish as they saw the bottle role away. They immediately run after it. It was risky to use a spell as it might break the bottle nor throwing something to stop it's path.

The bottle roles down the road and into the forest. The two had no idea that they had entered the forest.

As they panickingly ran after the bottle, it was then stopped by Hooded figure.

"Thank you...Mr-"

Zaim said but he and Lean noticed the hooded figure take off it's robe, it was boy!.

The boy had silver white hair, fair skin, Blue eyes as clear as the sky, his height seems to be 63 cm, what's more, he appears to be a twelve year old. The boy was wearing a Grey shirt, a hooded black coat, a long green pants, and brown pair of boots.

"Um...is this bottle yours?" The boy said in a soft voice.

[To be continued]