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Aranama

Whatever it is. Can you believe this? Even at the end of the tunnel, there is a way, but it is not sure that it is the right one, and the future, be that as it may, in this life or the birth of a god? Or is it just our imagination playing with us? Or not?

SAzuraS · Fantasie
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51 Chs

Perceptive transition

Aika: - Let's start the explanation. Why did we leave home in such a hurry? It's like running away.

Mizeya: - Exactly because of that.

Aika: - And what's next?

I started panting hard, ah, I get it, so I was traumatized by what happened, so I should forget the way back, but then it would be like kidnapping the princess, am I a criminal?

Aika: - Mizeya, would you listen to me?

Her soft voice disturbed the palace of my thoughts.

Mizeya: - Oh, don't be angry, come on?

Aika: - Are you okay?

Mizeya: - I'm fine, this and that just happened.

I told her everything that had happened to me in the castle so far, but not that they wanted to kill her, she might not be able to process it, I don't even know who wants to take her life or on whose orders I would do this, whatever, I don't have to think about it now, I'll figure out something.

Aika: - So how long will we travel?

Mizeya: - We will reach the border of Syronida in about 3 days, until then we will sleep in 2 places.

She starts looking at me strangely.

Aika: - Are we going to sleep together? You pervert.

Mizeya: - No, I will reserve 2 rooms for ourselves, you can relax.

Aika: - I understand, and you don't even want to sleep with me?

Mizeya's face is red, as she tries to tease, but succeeds.

Mizeya: - Princess!

Aika: - What is it? Now I'm not a princess, just a simple refugee.

Mizeya: - Don't say that, we'll be back soon. I hope...

We traveled in the carriage for half a day, and then we arrived at an inn in a small village on the border of Tirinia called Lingor. The people in this village are quite friendly to strays, so you don't have to worry about unpleasant individuals popping up.

Rider: - We have arrived.

Mizeya got down from the carriage, then looking towards the princess, he extends his hand towards her.

Mizeya: - Command, princess.

Mizeya helps the princess down, and then the boy's legs are shaking, but from what? Or maybe he's just tired, but he didn't even have to use them until now.

Aika: - Hey, is everything okay?

He falls for the princess.

Aika: - What!

No matter how hard the girl tries, the boy does not want to stand up, but as she turns him over on the ground, she notices a needle in his neck. She rips out the needle in one movement and puts it in her pocket.

She puts the boy on one of her shoulders, then goes into the inn, where she immediately rushes to the man there.

Aika: - Please help.

Say in a hushed voice, the immeasurable fear still visible in her voice, what will she do if Mizeya dies?

Innkeeper: - Come here.

He takes the girl to another room where they lay the boy on one of the beds.

Innkeeper: - What happened to him?

Aika: - He fainted all of a sudden, and then I found a needle in his neck.

Innkeeper: - Could you show me that pin?

Aika: - Of course.

Princess takes out the pin she put in her pocket.

Aika: - I pulled this out of his neck.

Innkeeper: - I understand.

Desperately look at Mizeya, who is lying helpless in front of him.

Aika: - Will it be okay?

Receptionist: - I can see the superficial damage caused by the needle, but the poison should be checked by a doctor, I can call one here, but...

Aika: - But?

Innkeeper: - You know, ma'am, maintaining this building is not a cheap thing, and right now, I and my wife are quite needy.

Aika puts 3 gold thalers in his hand.

Innkeeper: - Thank you, I will also call a doctor.

It's annoyingly easy to deal with these types of people. Aika thought to herself.

The girl leans towards Mizeya.

Aika: - Why do I have to take care of you now? Why couldn't you be more careful, you are my bodyguard.

She falls on her side on the edge of the bed and just stares at the door to see if the doctor will come in as soon as possible.

Aika: - You'll be fine, won't you?

About 10 minutes passed before someone answered the door.

Unknown man: - Hello, I was sent here to take care of a boy, I am a doctor.

Aika: - He is lying on the bed.

She looks suspiciously at the doctor, who only recently entered the room, then the doctor looks at the girl.

Doctor: - Are you free?

The girl walks away.

The man prepares a small table, then takes out a flask from his bag, into which he pours a transparent liquid, now starts stirring it, and pours a substance that looks like a yellow powder.

Doctor: - That will do, I would like the needle.

She gives the needle there.

Throw it into the flask and watch for a color change. If it does, there is a good chance that the boy has poison in his body, which needs to be treated as soon as possible, but if not, it is enough to give him a little sedative, which will help him recover after a bit of rest.

It certainly changed colors, it's unfortunate, but the doctor immediately started treating the poison.

Doctor: - It would be nice if you could help me by taking the other flask out of my bag.

The girl goes to the bag and hands the flask to the doctor.

Aika: - Will it be okay?

Doctor: - You don't have to worry, we're still in time.

He begins to drip a blue liquid into the flask and again pours the yellow powder into it, then grinds it finer and finer, now it is completely green in color.

Doctor: - Ma'am, I have a set of needles in my bag, could you bring it here as well?

She brings the set of needles to the man, which he takes out of her hand, quite confidently, as if preparing to kill.

Aika: - Does that cure you?

Doctor: - Time is on our side, don't worry so much, lady.

He goes to the boy, then starts looking for the veins on the boy's arm, and then inserts 3 needles one under the other with incredible precision. Now he goes back to the flask and starts to boil the greenish substance in it.

Look at the girl.

Doctor: - It will take some time for the antidote to be prepared, so you can introduce yourself. I'm Hilbert.

I can't tell him my name, it would make a big fuss. Aika thought to herself.

Aika: - Just call me Amelia, my name is Amelia.

Hilbert: - Then Amelia, and what's the flight here? Where are they going to travel?

Aika: - To Syronida, one of our acquaintances.

Hilbert: - I understand.

Hilbert looks at the almost finished concoction, but as if he is guided by a completely different intention, what could it be?

From one moment to the next, while Aika wasn't paying attention, he quickly poured some kind of powder into the boiled flask.

The boy's condition is completely stable, the needle did not contain poison, but an anesthetic, an anesthetic needle consisting of quite precise and measured ingredients, which makes people believe that it is poisoning, but it is not. Rather, it is an immune system depressant, thanks to which the effect of a poisoned person seems perfect. Hilbert thought to himself.

He walks up to the boy and touches his chest.

I give him another sleeping pill to keep him from getting up for a while, it's pretty amazing that he can breathe so evenly even after so many immunosuppressants. A completely normal person would have died a long time ago from so many sleeping pills, but this boy's life force simply overcame him, it's as if his body was producing antibodies every minute, this force... It's equal to the gift of an Apostle.

We call those average abilities who can do inexplicable things unlike the average, the gift of the apostle.

I found them quite easily compared to the fact that Gertz could only roughly capture their situation and his perfect description of the appearance of the two persons, he must have seen them somewhere, but this is also thanks to my old friend who found them.

Innkeeper: - Hilbert, Hilbert.

The innkeeper standing in front of the seated man was in a fairly spacious room at the very top of the neighboring house, that is, on the second floor.

Hilbert: - Say Vinchen.

Vinchen: - What you mentioned are the 2 people... I found them.

He jumped up from his chair and coldly asked about their situation.

Hilbert: - How?

Vinchen: - I spotted them, they came here in a carriage, and then I shot a needle soaked in sleeping pills in the boy's neck.

Hilbert: - Isn't that a sleeping pill? 100 average people die from it.

Vinchen: - Oh... Shit, I didn't think about that.

Hilbert: - Where are they now?

Vinchen: - In my inn, I laid the boy on the bed.

Hilbert: - Is the princess okay?

Vinchen: - She's fine.

Hilbert: - I will look at them immediately.

Why am I doing this? Because Gertz ordered me, I can't kill the boy, but I have to choose the girl separately from him because the boy's mental state is unstable, he doesn't yet know on whose side he should fight and what his duty is.

Hilbert: - Miss Amelia, could you help me a bit?

The girl got up from her chair and hurried over to Hilbert.

Aika: - What should I do?

Hilbert: - Do you see the 3 needles I inserted into his vein?

Aika: - Yes.

Hilbert: - Insert 3 more, exactly where the needles are.

Aika: - I understood.

The girl hurries to the bag, she would have reached for the set of needles, but intuition told her to turn back.

Aika: - Hilbert?

He is holding a knife.

Hilbert: - I'm sorry princess, I wanted you not to see your death, not to know about anything.

The princess collapsed and began to tremble on the ground, clasping her hands to her ears, and pulling her trembling legs up to her as much as she could.

Aika: - Please don't kill me.

Hilbert: - I'm sorry.

Ready to stab, the man had already launched his attack, but stopped halfway, what could it be?

Mizeya: - What are you doing?