chapter 1

It's been several days since the villagers heard the loud voice of mr Brindgmen Cameron. An energetic person like him could never stop but shouting in hurry.

it was a small town in the eastern lands of 'Alderamin', not far away from province with quite a distance to travel.

Hopes of people arise with the sun. Everyday is to be the day of peace in such town. although, people have a work to benefit from.

The day started hence, 'mr brook' started their by opening the a bar welcoming the everybody. outsiders who visit were mostly adventurers looking for the place to rest.

there was a bakery shop of 'miss Aliena', her bakes were as sweet as her face. assisting her it was a fellow cook 'mr hermek' with a great smile and hand full of materials.

There were no signs of mr Cameron, as he should be back by now. there his home with uncleaned floor and windows. miss alina barged in to check on him if he was home or not.

the door was open which gave the relief of mr Cameron being home. it was dark, whole house was covered in dark and some spiderwebs.

"mr Cameron!!!??"

she wondered around in dark, perhaps she new where could he be. miss alina used to come in this house oftenly, it was like she memorised the way around.

"ahk!.. you're never gonna learn." she sighed.

"there you are!.."

with the struggle of some minutes, she found mr Cameron in his library room. he was surrounded by the books and some paperworks.

"mr Cameron!! mr cameron!! ... wake up."

Cameron opened his eyes slowly drooling a bit, he looked at her face quickly. he seemed unconscious while he was awake.

Cameron took time to study the face of miss alina, and smiled after waking up.

"oh! it was you..., thanks for waking me up."

"oh! I was just worried about you, that's all.."

he was rather silent than talkative this time.

it was a bit confusing for miss alina to see him like this as an unusual man. he gazed in the eyes of miss alina. he was all lazy and worked up, lifting up the neck he asked for water.

he retired from the chair with dizzy eyes.

"oh! it's you."

"you were sleeping all day long."

"I guess I was a little bit tired."

she smiled for an instance, as he stood up and ascended for the door. he drank the water that miss alina gave and got out wearing the leather coat hung on the side panels of door.

"where are you going?"

"I'm out for some fresh air."

a quick answer, and hands on the small knife he had on his waist. still tired though having hard time to control the feet.

he walked out like a new kid, heavenly!, he directed his feet for mr Brook's bar. he observed himself entangled with the emotions, while he continued walking.

Cameron opened the door of bar with a calm hand.

"welcome... mr brook?"

he gazed onto the desk with some drinks on it and behind that there he inspected mr brook standing serving the drinks.

"oh! hi,.. mr brook."

he sat upon the chair lifted up a little to order something.

"have you slept all well?"

"hmm? yeah,.. hardly ever say!"

mr Cameron created an environment of such talk, mr brook asked him about the dream he used to have, while Cameron answered with an attention to it as he never once halted such dreams even never these dreams kept their touches away from him.

it was a dream of himself wondering in a place where he have never been. there was non a day when he never dreamt else but that. Cameron saw his father aspiring the future, as an explorer, he wants to discover the secrets of his father.

"so what about your last quest?"

"uhm! it was not bad but couldn't find anything."

he choosed such profession because of a little hope which left inside him for his father being alive. he blame the day when his father left for a research but never returned. his head held down since then, never he graced himself with the lovings of his father.

suddenly the environment came to a change when some adventurers stepped in. there were five of them in total in a party.

they took seats while talking, might also cought the eye of Cameron. one of them was a leader wearing a black outfit. On his waist, there was a stiffly sharp sword shining out of crowd. one of them was talking about their previous adventure. as they were a leveled ups they might have gone some far in extent with their quest.

"hey! did you know I saw a very strange thing there, it was like a historical relic."

the attention of Cameron was at instant surprise. he gilted his head to look over the men. sniffing the clue, he straightened himself to the part where they commented about a relic, he dragged his feet to ensure the truth.

As he entered the room of talks, the men gazed at him with suspicion. he excused himself to let in and hatched the truth out of the shell of adventurers.

"so do you know anything about that historical relic?"

It was a strange of him for a little while, but the men didn't confused him with a challenger.

the talk was on the brink when he discovered that the relics were more than three hundred years old. If was a matter of instant that a small shock of idea entered his mind.

it was his father's will to discover such relics, as the relics were embraced with some secrets to discover.

his mind was wobbling with thoughts. Cameron was tensed in deep wondering, meanwhile mr brook wailed him.

it was his foots which started walking outside the bar. he walked through the market with stressed eyes. still the shine of those eyeballs never dulled. it was noticed by the merchant.

"yoho! mr Cameron? are you here for shopping?"

Cameron's thoughts were all over the place. he shifted his eye for mr Kruger. he gave a swift answer with a tone of confusion.

it was a setup of fine conversation meanwhile the eco of footsteps of a profound beauty entered the play.