Corpse

Melianor likes steamed potatoes. Later combined with fresh vegetables and fruits.

Theria looked cheerful as he picked up the pot and started filling water into it. The fire seemed unnecessary to be ruled by Theria. The thing lit itself.

"Thank you," Theria said, seeing that the fire was already burning when he turned over. He happily put the pot on the stove and the fire directly accepted it.

While the potatoes were boiled, Theria prepared three bowls of vegetable salad. He then made a plate of fruits.

A moment later, "It's ripe!" the fire shouted. Theria who was putting a pot of tea between the vegetable salad and fruits looked up, "Okay! Thank you, you can leave us."

The fire was extinguished instantly. It went into its realm without saying anything.

Theria approached the pot. He lifted the contents and put the potatoes one by one on the plate. Okay, it looks ordinary if it's just like this, I have to smooth it and then decorate it with roses made of tomatoes. Is that weird? I don't think so.

As he said, he rushed to make it. Smoothing the steamed potatoes is not difficult for Theria. The biceps are reliable. He also made decorations from roses as he wanted, made from fresh red tomatoes.

In the end, Theria did not waste a single ingredient. Everything is made ready to be eaten. His final touch was to arrange the mashed potatoes into a serving bowl and add rose trimmings exactly as he said.

"I came on time, didn't I?"

Theria turned his head and smiled at the graceful figure that entered the dining hall.

"I made it with a sincere prayer so that it can increase your energy," Theria said as he greeted Melianor by pulling up a chair for her.

Theria found it very grateful when Melianor liked his artistic taste in serving food. Only in a moment like this can I still feel she is a human being, said the inner Theria.

Melianor, who was treated like a queen, smiled. She sat in the seat chosen by Theria.

"Wow... Special food and scenery. Thank you."

Theria played a role. He pressed his right palm to his chest and then lowered his head.

"You are welcome Madam, please enjoy."

Melianor patted Theria on the shoulder while saying, "You are overdoing it!"

"This is what they did in the past to us, right?" Theria immediately changed the subject because his sentence just now risky made Melianor remember the unpleasant past.

"Well, please enjoy this salad first as an appetizer," Theria picked up a bowl of colorful salad. There are seven colors of vegetables in it.

Melianor turned out to be in play as well. He raised his chin and said, "Thank you, can you get me some water first?"

Theria smiled and resisted the urge to laugh. He moved stiffly and poured mineral water into the glass.

We haven't played in a long time. In the past, we often did a lot of things. She's a clever archer, a shrewd hunter, she's even a reliable writer, I love all her dexterity, intelligence, and standing as a crown princess, said the inner Theria.

In case of the tragedy, Theria shook his head and then he put the pot of mineral water into place again. He chose to sit in his chair.

"What are you thinking?"

"I'm just praying that you don't have any significant problems from the Ruang Rupa later," Theria replied. That's not a lie. He expressed his other heart and held back the others because the past had become the past and did not need to be brought back.

Melianor raised her head, "It's not unusual, ah right, how long has time passed since the last time we were in this kind of gray situation?"

Theria did not answer. He just listened. In his heart, he was a little annoyed with himself for making a pleasant atmosphere less.

"It's been a long time, you who usually focus on the present suddenly use 'later' diction," Melianor said, sounding like someone who lost time. "I remember the past." Melianor insisted.

"Sorry. I almost ruined the atmosphere. That was a long time ago. And from now on, as long as you're gone, I will watch Elia well," promises Theria as a child promises to pass the university entrance examination.

The two smiled when they both realized each other's strength.

"Well, now you also have to eat. Maybe later you will have to spend a little energy to deal with Elia who has evolved."

Although Melianor's words sounded like jokes, the words containing such predictions made Theria couldn't help but be vigilant. Max is an example of a figure who managed to get out of the Ruang Hampa and directly captivated Melianor. Whereas before entering the Ruang Hampa, Max looks like a thin and unattended dog. His aura and energy flow was chaotic. However, once he made it out of that Ruang Hampa, he became completely different, difficult to compare with Max's old self. Theria's memory of it made Theria jealous.

"I wonder what Elia's charm will look like," said Theria, picking a grape from the stalk. He threw it into his mouth. Melianor swiveled her shoulders.

***

This beach may be the vacation spot I have been waiting for all along. I forgot my desire to go on vacation because I was too focused on finding a way out, which was strangely also lulled by an illusion of a mother's warmth, it all happened because I was adrift. It's sinful to kill my mother, but I want to live without her. I want to have a normal life like the other kids. My envy also made my personality go to extremes. Elia laughed at herself. What the hell, what have I been doing all this time?

When she just wanted to feel happy, her heart made her wary again. Her heartbeat is not as ordinary, it's like a drum being beaten to send a war memorial. What's the matter?

Elia was forced to notice a new situation that was unexpectedly coming so soon. She thought she could still relax enjoying the twilight on the beach. Her vigilance disturbed her because she didn't know what was going on. The situation was even more horrifying when the waves suddenly froze.

"What the hell?" Elia shouted in protested. "This... When can I rest? Ah right, I can't possibly rest in this zone. It's a war zone, from the beginning it was designed for me to combat my nightmare deposits! then…," Elia looked around. Her body is automatically ready to welcome whoever the enemy is.

With the monsters before, I was experienced enough, said inner Elia.

She was afraid of bragging, so that was all she could say to strengthen herself. The sound of drums getting louder and louder sounded. This time it was not her heartbeat that became the source of the sound, it came from a distance and was coupled with the sound of drums and trumpets. A combination that will never be relevant if all of it is considered a wedding welcome or a birthday party.

There is no time to think about good things here, Elia showers herself with facts. Her two eyes finally caught the silhouette of the horde of troops coming from a distance. The banners and banners that may be a symbol of their kingdom look the highest carried by the horsemen from front to back. When they got closer, Elia could see them wearing armor.

"What the hell! is it a dream?! Where am I getting lost anyway?"

Elia could only run away from being trampled by the cavalry. She avoided the stallion's legs until she forgot to take a breath.

The incident lasted for a while but managed to make Elia insist.

Is this one of my nightmares? I don't think I've ever had a bad experience like this. What was that just now? I didn't have time to see them one by one, only the legs of the horse I saw. That's so I can avoid it.

Elia adjusted her breath while looking around. She didn't want to be stepped on so much because the horse's legs were very strong. When she turned to look at the state of the waves, she was stunned, "Since when did the place become... such a corpse kiln?"

Elia walked forward carefully among the charred corpses. If they are positioned in an honorable condition as human corpses, cremated or buried reasonably, it will look better but they are not in such a state. They were scattered everywhere like suddenly there was a fire sprayed towards them as they determinedly rode horses into the field of action. Unfortunately, the enemy was more cunning than they thought, so everyone and the horses were burned.

The horses look stiff on their backs. Many burned until it was a visible part of the rest of his head bone only.

"What kind of fire burned them all at once? I just saw them fresh in shape, valiantly galloping forward to the point of scaring me into fear of being trampled, but why is there now no one left? it is like being scorched in one blow."

Elia stopped thinking of something impossible that certainly could happen in that Ruang Hampa.